But he was certain that his guess was correct, so there was only one explanation: perhaps... this was only part of the truth?

By the way, the King of Words just said that he is only facing "a part of her" right now, and he also told himself not to be deceived.

But if "part of her" is already an insurmountable rule, then what the hell is the complete her?

These thoughts flashed through Shen Qian's mind, but he knew he had to take action, or he might never have another chance.

The golden tribulation clouds above began to change. They spun a thousand times faster, and the golden light within them grew increasingly dazzling and blinding. In the distance, a giant sword composed entirely of golden lightning could be vaguely seen brewing within it.

Visually it appeared extremely slow, but in reality, just one second after Shen Qian was immobilized, the golden giant sword had already fully formed and then silently slashed down towards Shen Qian.

A strong premonition of death spread through Shen Qian's entire body. Without hesitation, he used the last bit of his sanity to activate the option on the "Emperor's Appearance" page.

He was absolutely certain that even if an ordinary emperor possessed him at this moment, it wouldn't be able to save anything.

There was no test, no trump card. Faced with this mysterious and powerful enemy, Shen Qian actually had no choice from the very beginning.

"Emperor's Storm!"

A silent roar echoed in Shen Qian's heart.

The system's remaining energy of several tens of percent was drained in an instant. The three character cards on the Emperor's interface detached from their original positions and also from the system, directly emerging from Shen Qian's soul. They then rotated and continuously enlarged, eventually becoming the same height as Shen Qian.

The Heavenly Emperor, who looked down upon the Three Realms, the unrestrained White Emperor, and the kind-faced Blue Lotus Buddha seemed to suddenly come to life. They stepped out of the card and stood beside Shen Qian.

Then the Heavenly Emperor chuckled and merged into Shen Qian's body first.

Next came the White Emperor. He glanced at the enormous face in the sky, let out a sneer, and then walked into Shen Qian's body.

The Buddha uttered a Buddhist chant and followed suit.

After the three Emperor-level powerhouses entered his body, Shen Qian's body twisted for a moment. His eyes were filled with countless chaotic colors, and he let out a suppressed groan as he raised his head.

The power of the laws that imprisoned his body and mind was shattered without any doubt. Then, Shen Qian turned his chaotic gaze to the golden greatsword. The moment Shen Qian looked at it, the greatsword was covered with cracks and lost all its power.

But Shen Qian still felt it wasn't enough. His chaotic thoughts contained an uncontrollable desire for destruction. It was as if a volcano was surging within him. When three completely different yet equally powerful energies intertwined, they formed a kind of "fire".

If it doesn't release itself before sinking, it will burn to death first.

Then Chen Qian suddenly roared in anger.

boom!

It erupted before it sank.

Endless energy, filled with all sorts of Daoist principles and supernatural powers, poured out. These terrifying methods belonging to the Emperor level began an endless collision the moment they left the body. Each collision gave birth to tens of thousands of explosive factors, which then intertwined with each other to produce new collisions, creating a continuous cycle.

They formed a terrifying storm that defies description, extending seven thousand miles from the spot where they stood before sinking, covering most of the "Sea of ​​Learning" in a fraction of a second.

When countless colors mix, they eventually become a deathly pale white.

The pale storm blotted out the sky, encompassing not only the entire "Sea of ​​Learning," but also the high and mighty gods. Their enormous faces, like those of the King of Words, were instantly annihilated in the storm, and their shadows were completely replaced by gray.

Throughout the entire ordeal, even as she was swept away by the storm, her expression remained unchanged. She simply stared coldly at Shen Qian until her face was completely obscured by pallor.

The entire outburst lasted only a few seconds, and Chen Qian, who had released everything, was panting heavily, his figure swaying precariously as he stood in place.

A weariness from the depths of his soul welled up in his heart. He knew the side effects of the "Emperor's Storm" were about to take effect, but he still forced himself to stay awake.

At this moment, the pale storm obscured his vision, and he could see nothing. He needed to confirm that the embodiment of the rule had been completely annihilated before he dared to close his eyes in peace.

After an unknown amount of time, the raging storm finally showed signs of dissipating. Shen Qian gritted his teeth and waited.

Finally, the paleness in his vision began to thin, and he could see his surroundings clearly again.

Before launching the "Imperial Storm," Chen Qian was standing on a hill.

But by this time, the so-called hill had turned into a thin pillar.

The only blind spot of the Emperor's Storm was Chen Qian himself, because the storm spread from the inside out, so only the small area where he stood was spared.

But when Shen Qian looked around from the pillar, he couldn't help but freeze for a moment.

The concept of the mantle no longer exists.

All around the pillar was endless darkness. The stone pillar he stood on was like a reef extending from the abyss, and it was the only "matter" that still existed in sight.

The seawater, the ravines, and the sea creatures he had conjured all vanished. It was as if nothing had ever existed here. The abyss stretched to the horizon, its edges invisible.

Judging from the extent of the Imperial Storm, it is likely a massive black hole stretching for thousands of miles.

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