Outside the Imperial City, on a vast plain.
At this moment, a middle-aged man appeared. He was dressed ordinarily and seemed indistinguishable, but there was an unhidden sense of authority gleaming between his brows.
He moved slowly towards the Imperial City.
"The fortune of Dawu is incredibly strong!"
The middle-aged man looked up at the fortified Dawu Imperial City, feeling the robust and fiery fortune of Dawu, his complexion slightly changed, as such fortune didn't seem typical of a two-star Imperial Dynasty.
"Besides some young children, even the most ordinary people are at the realm of crossed pulses - a nation of martial artists? I see no signs of illness. This is something that only a four-star Imperial Dynasty would possess. What is the origin of the ruler of Dawu to be able to create such a powerful dynasty so quickly!"
This middle-aged man observed the swarming crowd moving within Dawu Imperial City.
"Spiritual Rice, everyone is eating Spiritual Rice!"
The middle-aged man knew that Dawu had a kind of magical rice, but he never imagined that everyone in Dawu would be eating it.
He had thought that only a select few could access it, not that it could sustain an entire nation.
But now, he realised how wrong he was.
"There must be a significant secret hidden within Dawu. Its rapid prosperity means it must have stumbled across a great opportunity. If I can acquire it, then perhaps...!"
There was a menacing glint in the eyes of the middle-aged man.
Just as he was about to act, an overwhelming imperial might suddenly descended, causing his face to change. Unexpectedly, he saw a figure that seemed to step out from the void, appearing before him.
This man was wearing Dawu's Imperial Robes, his eyes radiant, exuding an unimaginable authority.
"Have you seen enough?"
The person who appeared was none other than Chu Yuan.
"You are!" The middle-aged man's eyes shot out a rolling chill and he exclaimed, "Martial Emperor Chu Yuan!"
"Indeed, it is I." Chu Yuan replied indifferently: "If I am not mistaken, you must be the ruler of Black Ming. You are certainly bold, daring to sneak into my Imperial City and even brazenly show up. Do you think you can seamlessly blend in?"
"You actually discovered me?"
This middle-aged man was indeed the ruler of Black Ming!
"Nation's Fortune Belief!"
Chu Yuan's face was stern.
He was in his national capital, garnished with endless faith.
Immediately a great battle technique was activated, full of furious power. Golden palm prints, released from his hands, collided ferociously with the rival's force, causing a whirlwind to erupt.
The ruler of Black Ming had extremely rich battle experience. He spent his entire life at war and therefore had an acute sense for it that was beyond ordinary.
He responded with a palm strike, throwing off aggressively. He flickered like a phantom, moving continuously. In the blink of an eye, the entire void was pervaded by his power, everywhere were black palm prints accompanied by an ominous and chilly aura.
However, Chu Yuan's eyes were fierce and awash with lethal light.
If one were to say that the ruler of Black Ming was cold and gloomy, then he was the sun in the sky, radiant and resplendent. Instantaneously, with him as the centre, a light as bright as daylight illuminated the surrounding ten miles. He directly reached out with his Double War God's Grip.
"Divine Artifact!"
The ruler of Black Ming said, "Not an ordinary Divine Artifact!"
This ignited a strong sense of greed in his eyes. Even such a small dynasty owned so many valuable items. If he were to acquire them, he could possibly elevate the Black Ming Dynasty to an even more powerful four-star Imperial Dynasty.
"Life Seizing Hand!"
The ruler of Black Ming reached out directly, aiming to seize both life and soul, a sight to behold.
With a loud bang! But Chu Yuan directly took on the blow with his hands. The ruler of Black Ming felt as if he had hit a piece of iron sheet, his entire body boiling up. Supported by the power of nation's fortune, Chu Yuan became unbearable even for him.
"War God's Grip!"
By activating the divine artifact skill with Chu Yuan's current realm and strength, it was hard to tell how powerful this War God's Grip was.
"Humph!"
The ruler of Black Ming naturally discerned the extraordinary power of the War God's Grip. Even though his cultivation level was higher than Chu Yuan's, he wouldn't foolishly confront it head on, so he flashed to the side, building up an array of Qi wings on his back. His entire body shifted to the side in a flash.
The War God's Grip grasped at the air, creating an enormous wave of Qi. But in the blink of an eye, Chu Yuan quickly issued another attack, causing a storm of fluctuations.
Realising the immense power of this move, the ruler of Black Ming explosively retreated. He took to the sky, hovering in mid-air.
At the moment, Chu Yuan stood firm in the sky, his eyes glinting with a cold light. He summoned a tremendous amount of power, staring at the ruler of Black Ming!