Ming Dynasty Emperor System

His eyes turned to the depths of the Minghu Demon Cave again, where the great secret of the Minghu Demon Cave ancestral land was hidden, and the Floating World Tower was completely revealed from the void.Seeing this, Zhu Houzhao, who was imprisoned by dense chains, suddenly sneered.

From the gaps in the chain, mantras burst out, carrying Zhu Houzhao's unyielding and powerful will, and suddenly echoed in the world:

"Withering the Tao means destiny, and dying with the Tao means decay."

"To achieve enlightenment is luck, to destroy it is force."

"Through all the tribulations, through all the ages, with ten thousand hearts, complete the holy path."

"With the power of endless luck added to my body, I am the ruler of the three realms of heaven and earth, I am the Holy Lord of destiny and reincarnation, and I am the guide of all sentient beings!"

This mysterious and obscure mantra came out instantly, instantly disintegrating the chains wrapped around Zhu Houzhao's body.

In an instant, Zhu Houzhao broke away from the state of being imprisoned by the power of time and space. He opened his arms and seemed to embrace everything in this space. He mobilized the endless immortal power in his body and moved towards the floating world. Jie Tower suddenly shouted:

"The Awakening of All Daos - the Tower of Floating Life and All Worlds - open!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Floating World Tower suspended in the void immediately began to tremble violently, and the runic fonts on the nine-story outer wall burst out with intense black light as dark as ink!

The rune fonts deeply imprinted on each outer wall of the tower all burst out with unique light at this moment!

The nine characters on the ninth floor are clearly - "origin, killing, desire, Tao, strength, heart, Zhu, thick, Zhao!"

Every rune font is blooming, with an aura unique to the Tower of Floating Worlds.As the tower body trembled violently, these rune fonts broke away one after another, spiraling in mid-air, and bursts of ancient and vast Taoist sounds erupted.

The smile on Zhu Houzhao's lips became more and more weird. He formed seals with his hands and pointed at the nine runic fonts, and kept spitting out mantras in his mouth. The magnificent shadow of the palace flickered behind him, and with the three pseudo-chaos beads, it reflected A brilliant color.

Under Zhu Houzhao's spell control, nine runic characters emitting black light intertwined and shuttled, constantly resonating and trembling.In the blink of an eye, the nine runic fonts were trembling violently and colliding crazily.

Seeing this, Zhu Houzhao put his hands together, and the nine runic fonts instantly merged into one, forming an indescribable complex pattern. After suddenly circulating in the air for a while, they fell rapidly and rushed towards Fushengwan. The bottom of the boundary tower.

A complex pattern composed of nine runic fonts was finally printed on the first outer wall of the Floating World Tower. The tower stopped shaking and fell into an extremely strange state. A drop of black spilled from the top of the tower. Lacquered liquid.

Zhu Houzhao tapped his fingers a few times in the air, and the drop of black liquid immediately started to move like a living thing. During a period of disorderly and aimless drifting, it gradually spread out and transformed into the rules of the world. The power of luck in it.

"Go-" Zhu Houzhao manipulated the liquid to slide towards the bottom of Fusheng Wanjie Tower.

The black liquid slowly blended into the outer wall of the first floor, and a gap suddenly opened from the bottom, gradually expanding, and finally formed a half-person-high portal in front of the Tower of Floating Worlds.

As soon as the portal was formed, Zhu Houzhao bent down and got into it. When he reappeared, his figure appeared from the other side of the portal, as if the portal was just an illusion and did not transport him to any special place.

But in fact, when Zhu Houzhao emerged from the portal, the backlash of the power of space and time around him, as well as the changes in the rules of heaven and earth, all stopped at that moment, and the unstable space also returned to calm.

Zhu Houzhao took a deep breath. This was the spiritual power flowing between heaven and earth. This was the air from 500 years ago.

He crossed the boundaries of time and space and completely changed from an outsider to an aborigine. He no longer belonged to 500 years later, but completely integrated into the world of 500 years ago!

"The journey of tracing back..." Zhu Houzhao sighed softly, "Finally, as a butterfly, I can change the original history in the shuttle of time and space. The Tower of Floating Worlds... The protection of the power of luck is so amazing. It’s powerful, but I underestimated it.”

The surrounding space returned to calm, no longer distorted, no longer tending to break.

Huzun Mingdu was still sitting next to the spiritual platform. Because of his excessive sluggishness, he did not notice the existence of Zhu Houzhao. He just had an ominous premonition, so he remained on guard and constantly scanned the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness. .

A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of Zhu Houzhao's mouth. He crossed the Tiger Lord Mingdu and walked towards the spiritual platform.

"Changing history...what a great feat..." Zhu Houzhao sighed in his heart.

He came to the spiritual platform and slowly stretched his hand towards the cocoon floating on the spiritual platform. The dark gray light illuminated his calm face.

"Bang!" A slight crash sounded, as if something broke.

Zhu Houzhao's hand was completely pressed on the cocoon. This time, there was no backlash from the power of time and space, and there were no longer those terrifying chains that imprisoned him. His heart calmed down, and he turned to God. Consciousness penetrates the cocoon.

In the infant state, the little tiger demon Mingsha was quietly in the cocoon. The original blood of Xuanming was floating in front of his eyes, releasing a unique vast aura, changing the little tiger demon Mingsha little by little. constitution.

On the inner wall of the cocoon, densely packed demon runes are imprinted on it. They echo each other and form a mysterious magic circle. They continuously emit thick demonic power, affecting the conversion of Xuanming's blood and forcing it to interact with the cocoon. The little tiger demon Mingsha performed the fusion.

Zhu Houzhao took a rough look and felt confident.

He stretched out his hand, penetrated the shell of the cocoon, grabbed the blood of Xuan Ming, and then pulled it violently, peeling it out of the cocoon.

"Who!?" Tiger Lord Mingdu stood up suddenly and shouted.

His pair of murderous black eyes glanced around, and finally fixed his gaze on the spiritual platform. The wisp of Xuan Ming's blood with a scorching gray light was suspended in the air, exuding a vast and ancient powerful aura.

Seeing this, Tiger Master Mingdu looked horrified. The divine artifacts passed down from generation to generation since his ancestors obtained them had obviously been changed by him with his great supernatural power. They should be in the cocoon formed by the power of blood at this moment. , merging with his son.

But the scene in front of him completely overturned Hu Zun Mingdu's wishful thinking!

The blood of Xuanming will never escape from the cocoon on its own. The only possibility is that someone sneaked into the ancestral land and wanted to seize the treasure!

With this in mind, Tiger Lord Mingdu kicked his foot and rushed towards the blood of Xuanming...