After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

People's understanding of the ancient temple is limited to legends.

Even some ancient monsters who have lived for a long time only have a few words about the ancient temple.

After a while, news from south of the Milky Way reached the capital that a powerful figure had mysteriously disappeared, seemingly captured, just like Ji Wuchen and the Sword Saint had encountered decades ago. Moreover, this time their net was cast wider, not only targeting Martial Emperors but also Martial Sects.

"Where is your majesty?"

Ji Wuchen hurriedly arrived near the temple where Chen Futu was in seclusion.

Dian Wei said in a muffled voice, "His Majesty is very busy and has no time to see you."

"I heard that when His Majesty captured the young master of the Temple of Assassination last time, he also brought back the widow and descendants of the Sword Saint. May I have the honor of meeting them?"

Ji Wuchen was referring to the time when Garan destroyed the Red Dust Ferry, and the Holy Emperor personally went to capture and bring back the Cat-Eyed Old Woman and a child. Dian Wei then gave Ji Wuchen the address, and Ji Wuchen hurriedly went there.

After Ji Wuchen left, Qin Liangyu arrived, and Dian Wei hurriedly greeted her, "Your Majesty the Empress, what brings you here?"

"Is Your Majesty aware of what is happening outside?"

"You should know."

Dian Wei didn't know either, but His Majesty had warned him to stay in seclusion and not to disturb him unless it was something important.

Qin Liangyu said seriously, "Many martial artists have gone missing south of the Milky Way, and the ancient temple is hiding a conspiracy. In addition, Garan wants to contact the God of Slaughter Temple. If the God of Slaughter Temple suddenly turns against us, we may be able to get some inside information."

“Zhensu, let Jialan go. Whether it succeeds or not, it will be credited to her.”

Chen Futu's voice came from inside the hall. In fact, he had been paying attention to the situation outside. He and his avatar were one person, and everything the avatar saw and heard would be fed back immediately.

The new capital, now under the jurisdiction of the city, has recently seen many powerful individuals seeking refuge there. It has also brought back numerous rumors that the ancient palace has secretly begun contacting the Southern Qian and the rebel army, seemingly intending to rebuild a kingdom and clash with the Great Xia.

After receiving a positive reply, Qin Liangyu sent someone to inform Galan that he could leave the capital.

If the Temple of Killing Gods surrenders, it will be a great achievement, and giving her the antidote for the Three Corpse Brain God Pill is not out of the question.

The days passed by.

One after another, Chen Futu's fierce generals broke through to become Martial Emperors, and some of them were even the most powerful among them.

But that wasn't enough. Chen Futu issued another order: if there was time to continue training in the Tribulation of Life and Death, don't worry about the money. Money can be earned back. The most urgent task is to improve cultivation. Also, distribute the pills you've refined. As long as there's enough time, it won't be a problem for the generals to break through to the peak of Martial Emperor or even Martial Venerable.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and Xindu once again received a group of powerful fugitives, including three elderly Martial Emperors. They looked like old men, but in fact they had been living in seclusion for a long time. This time, however, they suffered an undeserved disaster.

"Chen Futu, hand over those three Martial Emperors."

A majestic voice overwhelmed the new capital, causing the people in the city to tremble with fear and an indescribable sense of dread to rise in their hearts.

The new capital city boasts magnificent palaces and towering buildings.

Chen Futu flashed to the sky above the palace, and even as an incarnation, he possessed the power of the Holy Emperor himself.

"Who is coming?"

"One of the Supreme Beings of the Ancient Palace, Black Soul."

An old man in black robes stood in the square outside the palace, leaning on a black cane, his laughter like that of a hawk.

Chen Futu sneered, "Who do we have here? It's one of the Six Elders. Didn't Tong Shan's death teach you a lesson?"

"Chen Futu! I have come here in person not to start a war with you. As long as you hand over those three Martial Emperors and the rest of the Jianghu people, I will leave immediately."

These words filled the three Martial Emperors and the powerful figures in the city who sought refuge with trepidation.

Inside the palace, Li Yuanba, wielding a large hammer, shouted, "Second Master, let me go out and beat him to death!"

"Stop your rashness. This old thing is at the Cloud-Piercing Realm. Even if he has used secret techniques to enhance his realm, he is still beyond your ability to handle. Let's see what the Holy Emperor has to say."

Xuanyuan Lie could sense that something was wrong with the Black Soul; he was stronger than Tong Shan and had a more solid foundation in cultivation.

Chen Futu looked down at Hei Hun, still arrogant: "I am the Holy Emperor of this era, recognized by Heaven and Earth. All the people within the Nine Provinces are subjects of the Great Xia. And you, with just a word, make me send my people to you? What are you?"

His words, though brief, were powerful and resonant.

The people cheered with excitement, and some of the powerful were moved to tears.

This is what domineering means.

No matter how strong you are, the Holy Emperor doesn't take you seriously. He'll just fight you if necessary!

"This kid is too tough!"

Xuanyuan Lie grimaced upon hearing this. That was one of the six Supreme Elders of the Ancient Palace. Was the Holy Emperor not afraid of sinners?

Hearing Chen Futu's disdainful words, Hei Hun's eyelids darkened. "Boy, I'm giving you face by calling you Holy Emperor. If I didn't give you face, what Holy Emperor? You're just a native emperor from the barbarian lands of Lizhou!"

Chen Futu flashed to the square and faced the Black Soul directly. Imperial dragon aura clung to him, as if a real dragon was circling around him. "Oh, judging from your tone, the Ancient Palace is not a force from Lizhou. I am truly curious, since you are not from the Central Plains, why have you usurped our territory? Have you no shame?"

"You!" Black Soul was enraged, suddenly exuding murderous intent. For many years, no one had dared to curse him.

"They seize other people's land and even kill and exterminate their families. Tsk tsk tsk, the so-called ancient palace is nothing but a bandit who plunders people's homes. Listen to my words, you'd better pack your valuables and get out of Lizhou to save your lives."

"Chen Futu, you're asking for death!"

Black Soul no longer concealed itself, taking a step forward as its black true energy transformed into a gale that pressed down.

Chen Futu spread out his sleeves, and the imperial seal flew out from the cuffs. Endless imperial dragon energy enveloped him, and his late-stage Martial Venerable cultivation was displayed without reservation.

Currently, his avatar possesses the cultivation level of a late-stage Martial Venerable, and with the help of the seal, he might be able to fight against the Black Soul.

"The Holy Emperor of Great Xia is too kind. Today, I will personally take action to destroy your new capital as a warning to others!"

"What a coincidence, I also wish to use your white hair to deter villains."

Two beams of light, one gold and one black, shot into the sky above the imperial city.

In a battle above the Martial Venerable level, the two soared through the air, each move as if spoken, invoking the power of heaven and earth, stirring up thunderclouds and oppressing the entire world.

"So strong!"

"Is this the Holy Emperor?"

The powerful figures in Xindu were both surprised and delighted. Everyone said that the Holy Emperor became famous at a young age and had no taboos, but now it seems that they had underestimated him. He himself was simply extremely strong.

If the emperor had heard of the ancient palace's name, he would probably have wet his pants in fear. But the Holy Emperor only had one thing to say: If you're not convinced, then fight!

Rumble!

High in the sky, the wind and clouds trembled.

With the protection of the Imperial Dao, the Great Xia Holy Emperor held his own against the Cloud-Supporting Realm expert in every move.

In his secluded retreat in the capital, Chen Futu observed the great battle with his eyes closed. His avatar inherited eighty percent of his strength and, with the help of the seal, was able to fight against a Supreme Being. It was no wonder that he had fought so hard in the anecdotes.

Thinking of this, Chen Futu ordered his avatar, "Today you must kill the Black Soul and set an example for the south of the Milky Way, so that it will be easier to recruit martial arts experts to join the dynasty. If you cannot defeat them, they will have no heart to be loyal."

The avatar, caught in the heat of battle, received orders and its attacks became even more ferocious.

Black Soul gritted his teeth and said, "You little brat, you dare to dream of killing me!"

"Why not?"

Chen Futu sneered, and in an instant, his body was covered with a thick blood aura, which was the bloodline of the Dragon Emperor. He was about to unleash the Nine Revolutions Divine Dragon Jade!