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

"No matter what other tricks the ancient temple has up its sleeve, ignore them and keep pushing forward."

The Emperor's decree was conveyed to all the legions, and the advance of the four armies of the Great Xia Dynasty accelerated.

All the people in the world are paying close attention to the south of the Milky Way, hoping for the early unification of the Central Plains and a peaceful life.

However, an unexpected event still occurred. Just when only one-tenth of the Great Ancient Empire's territory remained, a battle report suddenly came from the west. Zhao Xi'er had sent troops to attack the western territory of the Great Ancient Dynasty, but her entire army was wiped out, and she herself was captured.

"What did you say?"

Chen Futu was completely stunned when he received the battle report.

Despite all the careful planning, we overlooked Zhao Xier. Without orders, how dare that woman send out troops!

"Your Majesty, the Western Regions suffered tens of thousands of casualties in this battle. It is said that a mysterious powerful figure attacked the Western Regions' military camp, resulting in countless deaths. There was also a Bloodlight Array that looted during the battle."

The intelligence from the Embroidered Uniform Guard was very detailed. It was highly likely that the one who made the move was the patriarch or the old demon of the ancient palace. Therefore, the old demon was indeed still alive. The blood energy of these tens of thousands of people was enough to restore the old demon who had been crippled by the two elders of Xuanyuan.

"Issue my decree: speed up the march!"

Chen Futu's unease grew stronger, but it would take at least ten days to half a month to complete the swallowing of Daigu in a short time.

This period is the most agonizing, as unexpected events may occur.

Sure enough, within five or six days, the ancient palace attacked the new capital. The incarnation managed to protect the capital region only by relying on the dynasty's fortune. However, the military camp was also attacked, and tens of thousands of surrendered soldiers died.

"Zhang Liang, you continue. I'll go and meet them!"

Chen Futu gave a few instructions and then summoned back Xiaobai and Li Yuanba.

On the battlefield of Xindu, smoke signals rose everywhere.

The ancient palace deployed its elite forces, led by three ancient palace ancestors. Among them were many peak martial venerables such as Mountain Ghost and Sea Demon, as well as several ordinary martial venerables, over a hundred martial emperors, and countless martial kings, martial sects, and below.

Flames raged across the battlefield. Xuan Yuanlie, covered in blood, carried a wine gourd. Chen Futu, in his avatar, was also seriously injured. Besides the two of them, there were also the four beauties and Ake who had just arrived to provide support, as well as the disciples of Zhongnan Mountain led by Long Luo.

Behind them were hundreds of thousands of civilians and hundreds of thousands of surrendered soldiers in Xindu.

The old woman looked coldly at the crowd opposite her and said arrogantly, "With the arrival of the ancient palace, you are but ants, utterly ignorant."

Chen Futu scoffed, "This time, even the rats in the gutter have jumped out."

"Oh? Are you the real person or an avatar? Interesting, but unfortunately you can't stop us!"

"No more words, let's fight!"

Another patriarch of the ancient hall had a sinister expression. The injuries of the three of them had not yet healed, all thanks to the two old men of the Xuanyuan family.

A great battle broke out. Apart from the three patriarchs, the opposing side had a team of Earth-level guardian elders, including the Mountain Ghost, who were at the peak of the Martial Venerable realm. With such a lineup, no one except Chen Futu could withstand them at present.

"You should retreat back to the capital first."

Chen Futu gave the order, and everyone quickly retreated to the city wall.

"Yu!"

Chen Futu unleashed the imperial seal, and the dynasty's fortune converged in the new capital, forming a thick golden barrier that instantly sealed off the area within a dozen kilometers of the capital, enveloping all the people and the army.

Rumble!

As the attacks from the Mountain Spirit and his companions arrived, the chaotic true energy bombarded the golden shield formed by the condensed fortune.

In just a few breaths, blood trickled from the corner of Chen Futu's mouth.

If we were to confront them head-on, it wouldn't be difficult for me to kill the Mountain Demons and their group with my current strength. The only problem is that they are too numerous. If they break through the defenses and storm into the city, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Chen Futu! Aren't you very arrogant? Is this all the Holy Emperor has to offer?"

The three patriarchs laughed heartily, and seeing this, the mountain spirits and others attacked even more vigorously.

The combined attack of dozens of Martial Venerables, hundreds of Martial Emperors, and countless other powerful figures was extremely devastating.

Even with Chen Futu's current peak Martial Venerable cultivation in his incarnation, he was still struggling to cope with the influence of the imperial dynasty's fortune.

The combined attack of this group of ancient palace experts is enough to easily annihilate a Grand Venerable of the Cloud-Piercing Realm.

"I can't hold back anymore! Let's fuck him!"

Xuanyuan Lie took the healing medicine and instructed Long Luo and the four beauties not to fight. He then personally took his wine gourd and went into battle.

He represents the Xuanyuan clan. The two ancestors burned their lives to severely injure the old demon, finally bringing a turning point to the world. As an elder of the Xuanyuan lineage, how could he sit idly by and wait for death?

"Die to me!"

Xuanyuan Lie was indeed a true Martial Venerable at the peak, and his full-force attack was not to be underestimated. With the roar of the Blazing Fire, one Earth-level Guardian was dead and another was injured. The remaining Mountain Ghost and others fiercely surrounded and attacked, which relieved the pressure on Chen Futu, but Xuanyuan Lie was also in danger.

"Let's go too!"

The four beauties broke through the array patterns, amidst the icy snow, and the music carried a surging killing intent.

"Qingpingdu!"

They possess a combined combat technique bestowed upon them by Chen Futu, which allows them to kill Martial Venerables even if they are separated by a major realm. Currently, several Martial Venerable experts have perished due to being covered by the blizzard.

The battlefield is now filled with the stench of blood. As the death toll rises, the twisted blood energy gathers into a small stream that surges into the sky, only to mysteriously disappear, as if the old demon has absorbed the essence of that blood through some unknown means.

"This can't go on!"

Chen Futu's face darkened, and he shouted at Xuan Yuanlie, "Why haven't you burned the corpses yet? What are you waiting for?!"

Xuanyuan Lie belatedly realized what was happening, and stretched out his hand to grab the Li Huo, intending to spread it across the battlefield to burn the blood corpses of those powerful warriors. However, suddenly a sword arrived silently, and Xuanyuan Lie was caught off guard and was pierced through the chest by the sword.

"how come……"

Xuanyuan Lie stared at the black sword that had pierced his chest, and the flames in his palm suddenly dissipated.

He was a long-haired young man with an extremely alluring appearance, bearing a resemblance to Liu Longyue.

"Welcome, Your Highness!"

Apart from the three patriarchs, all the other Martial Venerable experts on the battlefield shouted in unison.

He is none other than Liu Longyue's elder brother, Min Xian, the current divine son of the ancient temple.

Chen Futu seized the opportunity and slashed out with his sword. Min Xian teleported away from behind Xuan Yuanlie, but before he left, he cut half of Xuan Yuanlie's body in half with his sword. Xuan Yuanlie was almost cut in half, a gruesome sight.

Chen Futu grabbed the man from a distance and threw him next to the four beauties. "Step back and quickly heal his wounds!"

The four beauties, along with Xuanyuan Lie, had no choice but to return to Xindu.

Chen Futu was left alone on the battlefield, facing countless powerful opponents.

The people watched with growing anxiety, their faces turning pale.

Some powerful figures in the martial arts world were heartbroken. The ancient temple was in turmoil, and the three patriarchs were watching with predatory eyes. They were absorbing blood energy to protect the old demon. If this continued, everything would be over.

To put it bluntly, today's battle concerns the future of everyone in the Central Plains.

Min Xian smiled as he looked at the blood dripping from the sword's edge and said sarcastically, "Holy Emperor, why don't you surrender sooner? You can't stop the Ancient Palace army."

Chen Futu stood with his hands behind his back, the imperial seal swirling around him. "You dare to ask me to surrender?"