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

Enraged, the moon was engulfed in flames that engulfed the three holy kings.

With a deafening roar, half the sky was ignited by twisted karmic fire. The scene was so exaggerated that it seemed to burn a huge hole in the sky. Even Chen Futu, who had transformed into a saint, felt his hair stand on end. Looking around, the violent true energy confused the boundary between heaven and earth, and the raging flames seemed to want to burn everything.

Among the onlookers, some were so timid that they collapsed to the ground in terror, while Yan Xiaoxiao scurried behind Chen Futu, her face deathly pale.

As for the saints and cloud-piercing beings present, they all trembled and felt their hands and feet were ice-cold.

If such power were to fall upon oneself, just thinking about it would send chills down one's spine; one would probably be burned to ashes in an instant.

In the sea of ​​fire, the three Saint Kings screamed in agony. Their Poison Dao Laws were ignited and burned to ashes, and even karmic fire seeped into their bodies and burned them. The three were in excruciating pain and could not dispel it in a short time because Yaoyue had come to kill them.

What was thought to be the final battle was about to begin, but in the blink of an eye, a Saint King whose cultivation was gradually declining had his chest shattered by a palm strike from the enraged Yaoyue, another person's body was cracked open by a kick, and the last person had an arm torn off.

Holy blood was spilled across the mountains like a torrential rain.

A world where wind and fire, poison and blood intertwine makes one feel as if they are experiencing a nightmare.

Yaoyue is a true witch; carrying the remains of a saint, she intimidates ten thousand mountains, and no one can rival her.

"I'm getting old, I have to admit it."

"She is very strong; Great Xia is invincible."

"I never imagined in my life that I would end up so miserable before I die."

The three Saint Kings suffered severe injuries, and their cultivation levels plummeted rapidly. In just a few breaths, they fell from the King Realm to only Saint Realm, dragging their broken bodies like rotten wood and forcing a bitter smile.

Seeing this, Yaoyue discarded her severed arm and, amidst the fearful gazes of the crowd, pulled out a red ribbon to tie up her disheveled black hair. The red light from the cinnabar between her brows and the karmic fire behind her subsided, and she regained her former nobility and elegance. However, the blood of the Holy King she wore was enough to make anyone's scalp tingle at just one glance.

Throughout history, no one has ever been able to defeat three kings of the same realm in a short period of time, but she did it. This Grand Palace Master of the Flower Palace, Tianxuan Star of the Great Xia Dynasty, can be called an invincible existence among the Saint Kings.

"Yihua Palace will establish its sect next year at the Goddess Mountain on the grassland. Those who are destined can join our sect."

Inviting the Moon's voice echoed throughout the Ten Thousand Mountains, and everyone heard it.

This is explosive news, and it will shake the entire Central Plains and even the entire Li Continent in a few days.

After Yaoyue released the news, she returned to Chen Futu's side, revealing a beautiful smile, "Young Master, I have not failed you."

"Good, as expected of my Tianxuan Star."

Chen Futu stopped pretending and revealed his true identity: he was none other than the infamous Great Sage Emperor!

The powerful figures present were taken aback, and then, whether they were the sect leader or ordinary experts, they all lowered their heads.

"Long live the Holy Emperor! Long live the Holy Emperor! Long live the Holy Emperor!"

With the Holy Emperor himself present, who would dare to act recklessly?

Chen Futu looked at the three old men, who helped each other to his feet and bowed their heads. "Southern Frontier is willing to submit to Great Xia."

They had no choice; any one of the Seven Stars could easily defeat them. If another one joined, Southern Xinjiang would face a bloodbath.

"Next, I will arrange for someone to make contact."

After saying this, Chen Futu entered the Holy Sect.

The Holy Sect held a grand banquet. When the banquet began, the three Holy Kings had already fallen to the Cloud-Piercing Realm. Judging from their appearance, they probably wouldn't live past tonight.

Chen Futu knew what they wanted to say, so he kept them behind after the banquet.

The three made a request, hoping that the people of Southern Xinjiang would be treated well. They also pointed out that because Southern Xinjiang was extremely special, almost everyone there knew witchcraft and sorcery. The submission of the higher-ups did not mean that the Central Plains could reclaim Southern Xinjiang in a short time. They needed to plan carefully and correct the mindset of the people at the grassroots level in Southern Xinjiang.

In the capital, Chen Futu summoned Zhuge Liang and said, "The high-ranking officials in the Southern Frontier have submitted and will not make any further moves. You will be the commander-in-chief from now on. Select two generals to lead your troops to the Southern Frontier. If the people below still want to fight, defeat them. In short, we must completely bring the Southern Frontier under the control of the Great Xia."

Zhuge Liang smiled and said, "It seems that coming to this world means I will have to capture Meng Huo seven times. Your Majesty need not worry, I already have a plan in mind."

"I trust the Prime Minister with his work. Just to be on the safe side, you may bring an additional Sage along, since there is no Sage King over there."

"Let's choose Lian Ni Chang. She just broke through to the Saintly Realm. If there's a Dongzhu in the Southern Border who still wants to fight, she should be very happy."

Zhuge Liang chose Lian Ni Chang, and Chen Futu had no objection. He even suggested that Zhuge Liang prepare before sending out troops, and that another seven captures of Meng Huo could be accomplished.

A few days later, Zhuge Liang led his troops, appointing Ma Chao and An Jingsi as generals. In this battle, it was highly likely that they would have to abandon their warhorses and venture deep into the barren lands.

As for the southern border, the three holy kings left early after their secret meeting, and news of their demise was later sent back.

Chen Futu sighed inwardly, regretting that they were too old. Even without reaching the ultimate sublimation or engaging in a great battle, they didn't have many days left. Being able to face the peerless female saint before death made their journey in the mortal world worthwhile.

Yan Xiaoxiao delivered the Seven Absolute Witchcraft Gu. It took a lot of effort to collect them all, because the Seven Absolute Game Gu had been lost. Before the three ancestors perished, they handed them over, saying they were a gift for the Holy Emperor.

They didn't use such underhanded tactics when fighting Yaoyue, which can be considered fair and aboveboard; otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy for Yaoyue to defeat them.

Next, Chen Futu summoned the Witch King and told him about Zhuge Liang's military expedition.

The Witch King said bitterly, "I understand. I will instruct each village to obey the ancestor's orders. If anyone is blind to the danger, I will have the elders of the Holy Sect take action."

"If ordinary forces want to start a war, you don't need to get involved. Prime Minister Zhuge will subdue them. You just need to restrain the Sage as much as possible. Also, I must remind you that the Prime Minister brought a Sage with him this time. That Sage has a bad temper. If any village chief is foolish enough to attack the army, she may destroy the lineage of one of your villages."

Upon hearing this, the Witch King was terrified.

Yan Xiaoxiao hurriedly asked, "Which sage is it?"

"The White-Haired Witch, Lian Ni Chang".

Chen Futu's lips curled into a wicked smile, and Yan Xiaoxiao shivered upon hearing it.

She had heard Chen Futu talk about Lian Ni Chang's exploits on the grasslands before; he described her as a ruthless, crazy woman who killed without blinking an eye.

She single-handedly slaughtered an entire army on the grasslands, killing and wounding tens of thousands of people.

Of course, Yan Xiaoxiao was unaware that Lian Nishang harbored hatred towards the grasslands, and Chen Futu did not intend to reveal it.

Finally, Chen Futu gave Yaoyue some more instructions. Because Shennv Mountain needed to rebuild the Yihua Palace with grassland slaves, which would take time, she could stay in the Southern Frontier for the time being, or she could return to the capital and enter Baiyujing for quiet cultivation.

Yaoyue asked, "Your Majesty is going to the Western Regions. Would you like me to accompany you?"

"No need. My departure is uncertain, and I don't know when I will return."

After giving all his instructions, Chen Futu set off from the Ten Thousand Mountains the next morning. Of course, before leaving, he did not forget to collect some rare medicinal herbs and poisons and send them to his main body through the system space.