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The arena of the heavens.

Emperor Taizu of Song, Zhao Kuangyin, stood in front of the space channel, looking at the streams of light flying in from all over the Three Thousand Worlds, and returned to the present world.

Among them, there is the atmosphere of Qin, Song, Tang, Ming and other dynasties.

Of course, the most popular ones are from the Song Dynasty, who sighed:

"It seems that there is something wrong with the national policy of the Song Dynasty. I never expected that even the ministers are not as capable as those of other dynasties."

"However, Ascension Road, what a good name. It is a really good name. I am also curious about who is the first Lord of the Three Thousand Worlds."

Regarding the competition for the Lord of the Three Thousand Worlds, Song Taizu had no such idea. In fact, if he guessed correctly.

Most emperors did not have this idea. After so many great disasters in the ancient times, many people were tired of fighting.

And this time, since even the ministers of the Three Thousand Worlds could fall into calamity, their attitude has been made clear.

The Lord of the Three Thousand Worlds is making preparations for his subjects.

Emperor Taizu of Song also wanted to see who was the best among so many ministers and generals from various dynasties!

……

Tang Dynasty plane.

"buzz"

Inside Zhang's residence, a stream of light fell, revealing Zhang Xun, who had been sitting cross-legged in the secret room without moving for twenty-one days.

He opened his eyes suddenly, his aura fluctuating, unable to calm down.

After realizing that there was no longer a battlefield around him and there was no sign of Emperor Zhaolie of Han and others, Zhang Xun finally reacted and went home.

"Huh, I didn't expect Zhuge Kongming's formation skills to be so difficult to deal with."

"Defeat them one by one? I'm afraid that this time, Duke Qi will be in danger."

He came with great momentum, and those who were beaten fled in panic until he was caught up and fell.

This series of experiences made Zhang Xun feel extremely surprised.

He hadn't experienced that feeling of overwhelmed despair for a long time.

After resting for a while, Zhang Xun sensed a stream of light falling from the sky above the Duke of Qi's mansion, and he had already learned about what had happened to the Duke of Qi.

Slowly walking out of the secret room, looking around at the familiar yet strange home, Zhang Xun frowned and said:

"It seems that only a few dozen days have passed since I entered the Three Thousand Worlds? I didn't expect the flow of time in the Three Thousand Worlds to be so slow."

"As for my Dao Body, I haven't used it for so long that it's a little rusty. I'd better rest for a few days before going to the Three Thousand Worlds for revenge."

This time, he and the Duke of Qi were being hunted down to the point where they had no way to escape or to enter the earth, but they would not treat it as a passing cloud!
……

The Duke's Mansion of Qi.

"buzz"

Duke of Qi Han Xin opened his eyes expressionlessly, with deep murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

After a long while, Duke Qi suddenly chuckled and said:

"Good! Good! Good!"

"The best way to fight is to use the many to defeat the few, and to use the many to bully the few."

"Emperor Zhaolie of Han, you won't win every time!"

After saying this, Duke Han Xin of Qi did not rest at all, and directly practiced the method of attaining enlightenment in a dream.

It’s never too late for a gentleman to take revenge, right?
Coincidentally, Han Xin has never been a gentleman!
……

The arena of the heavens.

Three thousand worlds, Fuxi world.

“Wow wow wow”

Surrounded by a group of women with snake tails and human bodies, a newborn baby was lying on the ground, crying loudly.

Next to him was a pale-faced woman, looking lovingly at her newly born son.

The crowd parted, and a gorgeous woman came over. She squatted down, stared at the new tribesman in front of her, and said with a sweet breath:

“Stand up. There has only ever been a Fuxi who died standing up, not a Fuxi who lived on his knees.”

However, the woman at this moment seemed to have suddenly forgotten the clan rules that the clan leader had just issued, and couldn't help but say:

"Priest, my son has just been born and his body is too weak. Why don't you let me feed him some..."

The priest shook his head and said:
"Wenzhi, in my opinion, your son is different from others."

The woman and the people around her looked at the newborn baby and realized that the baby had stopped crying at some point.

At this moment, he was staring at the priest in front of him with a pair of ink-black eyes.

The priest smiled slightly, stretched out his hands, and said as if encouragingly:

"Come on, little one, stand up and be brave."

The little guy seemed to understand. He slowly struggled to prop up his body, using his snake tail as legs and trying hard to stand up.

"Snapped"

It seemed that because it was just born, its body was too weak, and even its tail was a little soft, and it could not support the weight of its whole body.

As soon as he stood up, the little guy fell down.

Then, without any encouragement from the priest, the little guy stood up with difficulty again and again, but fell down again and again.

"clap clap"

Many women from the Fuxi clan who were watching the birth of new members of the clan had tears in their eyes and could not bear to watch any longer.

“Priest, why don’t you just forget it? Even when the young patriarch was born, it took him half an hour to stand up.”

"Sister Wenzhi's old injury relapsed, and she barely gave birth to a child. This little guy is too weak, and he just needs some nourishment."

"I really can't understand why the clan leader suddenly issued this strange clan rule. Every newborn member of the clan must stand up. If they can't stand up, they are not a member of the Fuxi clan."

"Hush, the clan leader is the most powerful person in the Fuxi world. He is far-sighted and must be thinking about the Fuxi clan."

"This little guy is so pitiful. If he had been born an hour earlier, no, just a moment earlier, he wouldn't have to suffer this torture."

Under the gaze of everyone, the little fellow took a full cup of tea to stand firmly on the ground and opened his mouth slightly:

"Aba...Aba...Khan...Han Xin!"

The woman excitedly held the little guy in her arms and said:

"Priest, listen, my son can speak as soon as he is born!"

As she spoke, the woman's face showed a hint of pride and a hint of guilt.

If it weren't for the recurrence of her old injury, her son's breath wouldn't be so weak.

But fortunately, looking at the entire Fuxi clan, it is rare to find someone who is born with the ability to speak.

The priest's eyes were full of excitement at this moment, and he said:
"Wenzhi, why don't you let your son worship me... No, you should worship the clan leader as your master. His cultivation is stronger than mine."

While the woman was discussing with the priest, the other women quietly reached out their hands and touched the little guy's cheek with great curiosity.

But no one noticed that there was still some fear in the depths of the little guy's eyes.

In fact, Han Xin did not expect that he was so lucky that he did not reincarnate into a world of endless fighting, but came to the world of the Fuxi clan!

He was reincarnated into the Fuxi clan, which was evolved from the essence and blood of the famous idiot emperor, Sima Zhong, Emperor Hui of Jin.

However, when Han Xin thought about the situation of the Fuxi clan that he had learned from Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, he became somewhat excited.

Now, the Fuxi clan has become the overlord of heaven and earth, and the clan leader has even overwhelmed all other clans with his cultivation. He only needs to seize the position of the young clan leader.

The Fuxi clan, and even the entire Fuxi world, will become a sword in his hand!

Soon, he will be able to lead the army again to attack Emperor Zhaolie of Han! (End of this chapter)