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

"Kill you! Kill me!"

Consort Ge rushed towards Chen Futu with her sword drawn, the blade aimed straight for his throat, her actions extremely vicious.

Chen Futu raised his hand and firmly grasped the sword. Looking into her dark eyes, which were filled with a purple light, his heart ached even more. "My beloved concubine, wake up."

Calling was useless. Under the blessing of the Emperor, Consort Ge actually possessed the cultivation of a Martial Venerable. When her sword failed, she kicked instead.

Chen Futu dodged the attack, glancing at the old monk out of the corner of his eye. The old monk smiled sinisterly, "Great Sage Emperor, Mount Sumeru is not a place for you to run wild?"

"Bald monk, if I do not annihilate your lineage this time, I swear I will never return."

"Let's attack together, activate the Golden Photovoltaic Magic Array!"

The old monk gave another order, and one hundred and eighty golden Buddhas joined forces to attack. The phantom of the golden Buddha appeared, and colorful Buddha light shone everywhere.

Chen Futu suppressed Ge Fei in place with a single palm strike, and Long Que stood in front of him, saying, "I am the emperor, those who stand in my way shall die."

The Saintly Realm, when wielding the Great Grade Heavenly Sword Absolute, was already able to unleash a portion of the Emperor's power. The Dragon Sparrow returned to its original form, transforming into a divine sword embryo.

"Great Dream Sword Embryo, go!"

Upon seeing this, the 180 Arhats quickly reinforced the array patterns, and a golden shield of light hummed into existence, as the golden Buddha's hand pressed down on their heads.

However, Chen Futu's sword strike triggered the laws of swordsmanship, and the golden Buddha's hand was severed in an instant. The monks screamed in agony, and cracks appeared in the golden photovoltaic magic array.

"Today, this humble monk will slay you, the Demon Lord of Great Xia!"

The old monk personally presided over the array pattern. As he was from the Holy Path realm, with his protection, the Demon-Subduing Array became even more solid, and the severed hand of the golden Buddha phantom instantly grew back.

"Bald monk, when you fall into my hands, I will show you what the deepest hell is like."

Chen Futu raised his hand, and a blank stele appeared in his palm.

Don't underestimate this small stone tablet. As a special national treasure of the Great Xia Dynasty, its destructive power is extremely astonishing. In the blink of an eye, it pierced through the body of the golden Buddha.

"impossible!"

The old monk cried out in surprise, his beard and hair flying wildly.

Why was the demon-subduing formation, which he personally oversaw, so easily broken?

Chen Futu would not give him a chance. Seizing the gap in the formation, he transformed his true energy into icy energy.

The Dragon Emperor turns, reaching the ultimate Yin!

Frosty Dragon Soars!

With the blessing of the Dragon Emperor, the icy true energy transformed from behind Chen Futu into two icy dragons that charged forward, the ice dragons, each several tens of feet long, flying left and right.

The dragon's roar echoed throughout the imperial city, and screams of agony rose and fell.

Some monks were instantly frozen to pieces, and the two ice dragons whipped their tails, blasting dozens of slow-moving monks into icy mist.

"No, retreat quickly!"

The old monk was shocked and tried to retreat, but Chen Futu had already locked onto him and said in a sinister tone, "You think you can leave after injuring my beloved concubine?"

With a single, breathtaking sword strike, the old monk watched in horror as his legs gave way, and holy blood cascaded down the imperial city like a waterfall.

"It's not over yet."

At this moment, Chen Futu was filled with boundless hatred and would not kill him with a single sword strike.

The Dragon Emperor's Instant Prison Kill was unleashed, with countless sword energies crisscrossing and slicing through the old monk.

"Ahhh!"

The old monk howled, watching helplessly as his body was disintegrated inch by inch; he had no way to escape.

Chen Futu is far more powerful than him. Even if he is just an incarnation, he is empowered by various laws and is an invincible existence below the Saint King level. He is far beyond what he can contend with.

Not only that, when Chen Futu killed him, the other sword laws crisscrossed the vast area, causing rivers of blood to flow wherever they went, turning into mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the blink of an eye, and all the monks present were killed.

Some were beheaded, some were cut in half at the waist, and some were nailed to the palace walls; their deaths were all extremely gruesome.

"Chen Futu, you dare to act recklessly on Mount Sumeru! The Holy Buddha will not let you get away with this!"

The old monk's body was reduced to half, with surging blood energy flowing between heaven and earth.

Chen Futu grabbed his head with a gloomy expression. "Tell me, how do I break the Buddha Flower!"

The oppressive aura accompanying the shout caused the old monk to bleed from his seven orifices. "I don't know, spare me—"

"Insects, die!"

After saying this, Chen Futu flew into a rage and smashed his head with a punch.

The Holy Blood Corpse fell, and the battle came to an end.

Chen Futu retrieved the Dragon Sparrow and the Wordless Stele, then looked at Ge Fei, who was frozen in place by the pressure. Even while lying on the ground, she angrily raised her head and roared. Dense purple Buddhist patterns appeared on her face and neck, making her look neither human nor ghost.

Chen Futu, who was stationed in the capital, and his avatar were one, so he naturally saw Consort Ge's appearance. In his anger, he still asked the system how to solve the problem.

[The Buddha Flower is a poison; to remove it, one needs the blood of the Dragon Emperor, a host.]

Chen Futu was taken aback, almost forgetting that he was immune to all poisons and that the Dragon Emperor's blood could indeed neutralize poisons.

Before she could think any further, a drop of blood flew from Chen Futu's fingertip and landed on Ge Fei's brow. As the Dragon Emperor's blood entered her body, Ge Fei gradually calmed down, the purple Buddhist markings on her face and neck quickly faded, and her dark eyes swiftly regained their clarity.

In just a few breaths, Consort Ge returned to normal. She looked at her hands, then looked up and burst into tears. She then threw herself into Chen Futu's arms and cried, "Your Majesty, waaaah—"

"Alright, it's all over. I will make those damned bald monks pay the price."

Chen Futu smiled wryly and patted her head, comforting her for a while before her emotions calmed down.

Many people were still gathered below the palace, but Bai Chen stood there motionless, staring blankly at the two with his one eye.

Chen Futu did not hesitate. He cut open his palm, and the imperial blood aura surged forth, sweeping across the imperial city.

The common people, whose cultivation levels were low, regained their senses after being touched by the Dragon Emperor's blood. Even the dazed Bai Chen gradually recovered, and the Buddhist flowers blooming in his eyes suddenly faded away.

When everything settled down, the imperial city was filled with the cries of the people, each one seemingly a survivor of a catastrophe.

"Your Majesty, you have finally arrived."

Bai Chen flashed forward, both excited and furious.

They were thrilled that the Holy Emperor had arrived and saved everyone, but furious that Little Sumeru Mountain dared to attack him, the Right Deputy Commander of the Sand Sea. Did he think all the strongmen of the Sand Sea were dead?

Chen Futu frowned and asked, "Tell me in detail what happened?"

Bai Chen didn't hide anything and told the whole story, which was pretty much what the people were saying. Ge Fei's expansion was too fast, which aroused the dissatisfaction of Xiaoxumi Mountain. A monk came to persuade her to surrender, but Ge Fei said that Chen Kingdom was the Chen Kingdom of Great Xia. This sentence completely enraged Xiaoxumi Mountain. Subsequently, Buddhist flowers spread to punish Chen Kingdom, and Ge Fei, as the emperor, was the first to suffer the backlash.

As a native of the Sand Sea, Bai Chen's martial arts techniques were extremely powerful and yang, and his cultivation was profound, yet he had not yet fully mastered them. Therefore, he instinctively refrained from attacking the Holy Emperor just now.

Chen Futu nodded. "You personally send a message to the desert, leaving only Zhang Sanfeng to suppress the sand eye. All the others above the Martial Venerable level should come here. This time, I am determined to destroy Little Sumeru Mountain."

"Here!"

Bai Chen turned and left; he was truly furious.

Sha Hai was, after all, a regional overlord. To try to control him, the right deputy commander, was tantamount to slapping Sha Hai in the face!

In the following period, Chen Futu, in the name of the Great Xia Holy Emperor, connected with the fate of the Chen Kingdom and completely took over the Chen Kingdom.

At this moment, Chen Futu felt a purple, distorted national destiny coming from all directions, all of which were polluted.