Xuanhuan: The Heavenly Emperor Crushes Myriad Races Across the Heavens

Qin Zheng transmigrates into a fantasy world and becomes the most useless prince of the Great Qin Dynasty.

In this world, martial artists can shatter mountains and rivers with a flick of their fingers, and saints can suppress all nine provinces with a single thought. Mortal dynasties are nothing more than ants kept by immortal sects.

Then he awakens the [Supreme Heavenly Emperor System]

The “Trapped Camp” appears, and eight hundred iron cavalry trample the gates of a sacred land:

“Saints and sages? Those are exactly who I kill!”

“Lu Bu” splits the sky with his halberd, blowing up half the universe with a single thrust:

“Great Emperor? If you can't take one of my strikes, what right do you have to call yourself an emperor?”

“Wang Shouren” raises his brush to suppress the ages, and Confucian sage words annihilate gods and demons across the heavens:

“You cultivate immortality and seek the Dao. We in Huaxia... cultivate the art of slaying gods!”

While the myriad races of the heavens are still fighting for dominance over the immortal realms, the iron hooves of the Great Qin Heavenly Court have already crushed their altars.

With a mortal body, forge the name of the Heavenly Emperor!

On this day, Qin Zheng stands before the Lingxiao Hall, with the heroes of Huaxia arrayed behind him, swords pointed at all worlds:

“If the immortals won't kneel, then we'll kill until not a single immortal remains in all the heavens!”