Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy

"Wu Tian, do you know the story of Wu Ming’s assassination attempt on the King of Qin? He—"

"He what?" Wu Tian interrupted, beckoning with a finger. "Come to your death."

"Wu Tian, you’re going too far!"

"Let’s all attack together! We don’t believe he dares to kill us all."

The eyes of the kings and monarchs turned cold, incensed that Wu Tian refused to yield an inch. Can’t we apologize in private? He’s demanding a public apology! He’s stripping us of our dignity; this is practically a death sentence. This is intolerable!

A Sect Master drew his sword and pointed it at Wu Tian. The other kings and Sect Masters also fixed their gazes on him, drawing their weapons one by one, resolved to join forces.

Among them, there was only one at the Heavenly King Realm; the rest were all at the Tongxuan Realm. Tongxuan Mystic Phenomena emerged. They were a myriad of phantasms that could trouble the mind but lacked the substantial harm characteristic of a Destined One’s power. Despite this, their combined presence was still impressively imposing, appearing invincible as they began to overlay one another, producing a staggering aura of terror.

"Although these aren’t the phenomena of a Destined One, they can inflict substantial harm when stacked together," Si’er remarked, her expression changing. "I’m not sure what kind of power this phenomenon holds. Brother Sect Leader, you need to be extra cautious."

Si’er had once studied such things. In the Tongxuan Realm, only the Mystic Phenomena of Destined Ones could cause real damage; phenomena from anyone else were useless. Isn’t that far too biased? After researching the literature, she had discovered a secret. People who served as the king of a nation or the master of a sect, even without the mark of destiny, possessed something ordinary people lacked. Otherwise, they could never have attained their positions.

It was said that the Son of Heaven is protected by a True Dragon. This sort of thing might be invisible, but that didn’t mean it didn’t exist. When the auras of kings and Sect Masters were combined, these unseen things could gradually materialize. This was Si’er’s theory, and it was not wrong.

Those kings and Sect Masters were not the chosen. In terms of talent, they were unremarkable, but they had been born with silver spoons in their mouths. In that sense, they could be considered dragons among men. At this moment, as their Tongxuan Mystic Phenomena overlapped, the faint silhouette of a roaring dragon took shape.

Under the influence of the draconic phenomenon, space itself began to shake, and the air crackled with sonic booms. The ground before the city gate began to crack and shatter. The surrounding commoners felt an immense pressure, like a mountain bearing down on their backs, forcing them to stoop involuntarily.

"You’ve gone too far!" Si’er said coolly. "The people here are my subjects; it is not your place to suppress them."

This was the first time these kings and Sect Masters had ever attempted such a thing, and they had no control over the phenomenon-dragon.

They gritted their teeth, struggling even to speak. "We... we’re sorry. We can’t control it."

Si’er was taken aback. If you can’t control it, why would you unleash such a move? This is going too far!

"ROAR!" At that moment, the phenomenon-dragon’s ferocious eyes fixed on Wu Tian. As the dragon roared, the surrounding space began to twist, while the earth trembled and split open.

"Wu Tian, you forced our hand!"

"If you want us to stop, that’s possible, too."

"That’s right! As long as you swear not to speak of today’s events to anyone, we’re willing to apologize in private. But you must not let the word out."

Their eyes blazed with a desperate madness, utterly convinced that Wu Tian was the one at fault.

Wu Tian scoffed. "A private apology, and I’m forbidden from speaking of it? Heh, you want the world to believe I was in the wrong? Don’t you dare claim your people are unaware that you came here to publicly judge and crusade against me."

"Heh! If you don’t do as we say, we’ll burn our very lifespans to sustain this dragon and see you dead!"

Seeing Wu Tian remain unyielding, their anger boiled over. Wu Tian, oh, Wu Tian. Can’t you just give in? It would be better for everyone. We apologize privately, and you keep silent. Our people will believe we were magnanimous in letting you go, which would only harm your reputation. But you aren’t the ruler of a nation. What do you need a reputation for?

"You bunch of bastards," Wu Tian sneered.

The Dragon Mystic Phenomenon was something that only those who sat upon a throne could manifest. The men before him hailed from the nations and sects of One-Star, Two-Star, and Three-Star Powers. None of them alone possessed a phenomenon capable of creating this dragon. But by gathering together and stacking their phenomena, they had succeeded. Using dozens of people, they had manifested the Dragon Mystic Phenomenon, an ability that should only belong to a Destined One.

But so what? Wu Tian was unafraid.

His Realm was the Immortal Emperor Realm, and his body was that of an Immortal Emperor. Maintaining an attack at that level of power, however, was difficult. He could feel his Immortal Spiritual Power was somewhat insufficient. I have to end this quickly. Otherwise, if my power is exhausted, I’ll lose.

The phenomenon-dragon was already lunging at him.

Wu Tian snorted. Suddenly, a Mystic Phenomenon appeared behind him once more. But this time, it was not "Demon Blood Stains the Firmament"—it was "Golden Crow Scorches the Firmament."

The Three-legged Golden Crow soared toward the phenomenon-dragon. Instantly, the two titans clashed!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

With every collision between the two legendary beings, the Golden Crow and the dragon, violent shockwaves rippled outward. Space shook, trembled, and shattered! Row after row of houses was ruthlessly smashed to rubble, and the city walls began to crumble piece by piece. The scene was one of utter devastation, like that of a nation’s fall.

"This phenomenon-dragon is, after all, just something cobbled together by a rabble like you," Wu Tian’s voice echoed between heaven and earth. "It wasn’t manifested by a single person. Therefore, this dragon is nothing more than an ant."

The dozens of kings and Sect Masters were all shocked. "What kind of joke is that?"

"Our phenomenon-dragon hasn’t lost yet!"

"Don’t be so arrogant!"

They refused to believe they could lose.

Wu Tian snorted. As the Wutian Celestial Emperor, the Mystic Phenomenon he awakened upon reaching the Tongxuan Realm had been "Golden Crow Scorches the Firmament." This time, as his Spiritual Power recovered to the Tongxuan Realm, the phenomenon he had awakened was "Demon Blood Stains the Firmament." This bunch of fools, however, had just made him understand an old principle: even a saint can sometimes be wrong, while a fool might occasionally be right.

Stacking phenomena? I’m actually curious to see what happens. But there’s no doubt that if I stack my phenomena, the result will be far more terrifying.

Immediately, the Three-legged Golden Crow underwent a transformation. Beyond the golden True Sun Fire that wreathed its body, a second layer of flames erupted—a blood-red fire. The moment this outer layer of blood-red flame appeared, those with guilt in their hearts felt a deep, soul-shaking dread.

Wu Tian already knew what this fire was.

This was the Red Lotus Karma Fire.

The True Sun Fire and Red Lotus Karma Fire swirled together, enveloping the Three-legged Golden Crow and emitting a sinister aura that made all living beings shudder to their core.