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

The power of Chen Futu's self-destruction was unimaginable. Chaotic true energy spread, and with a loud bang, dazzling light covered the entire battlefield.

The vast Feixia Mountain Range trembled, and countless people staggered and fell. Amidst the raging energy, there was both the aura of the imperial power and the blood essence of the dragon emperor.

"This madman!"

The five Great Sages screamed and were the first to be engulfed, while only Liu Longyue, protected by the Holy Emperor Armor, was forcibly pushed away from the blast radius.

At that moment, all fighting ceased, and everyone stared blankly at the source of the terrifying energy eruption.

Who could have imagined that the Holy Emperor of Great Xia would be so fierce and unyielding, preferring death to submission?

With his death, the battle came to an end, and all the efforts of all the forces present were in vain.

"Damn it, he actually did it!"

Jade was furious; her hair stood on end in anger.

The two envoys from the sacred mountain, as well as the powerful figures from various forces, also looked very unwell.

Rumble!

The energy from the explosion spread in all directions.

Qin Hao and Ling Xue knelt on the ground with a thud, staring in despair at the blood mist deep within the battlefield, until everything finally settled.

One of the five Great Sages died on the spot, and the remaining four were seriously injured. Chen Futu was nowhere to be seen, and only golden light fell from the sky, making it seem desolate and sad.

"Husband..."

Liu Longyue stood on a hillside, two lines of bloody tears sliding down her cheeks. A dark flame quietly ignited in her pupils. She looked at everyone present with resentment, and the sword was almost crushed in her hand.

"Pah, what bad luck!"

"That damned little bastard has a tough bone in his body."

The strong were extremely unwilling.

The beautiful woman sighed and lowered her eyes, while the two messengers from the sacred mountain were so angry that their chests heaved violently.

This was not the outcome they wanted. In their minds, Chen Futu should not have died so easily!

"Damn it, I'm going to kill them!"

Wang Qianshan was about to make a move when Xi Daoren grabbed him, saying, "No need, he's dead."

"These people have no shame! So many Great Sages ganging up on a junior!"

"It's come to this point, there's no point in saying more."

Xi Daoren was helpless; Chen Futu's death was too sudden, and he always felt something was strange about it.

"This is strange! Your master is dead, why are you still clinging to me!"

A sudden sound rang out, and everyone turned to look. They saw that the puppet was still locked in a fierce battle with the green toad, and the green toad's roar gave everyone a strange feeling.

Yes, Chen Futu is dead, so why are the puppets still fighting?

Could it be?

Before the thought had even formed in their minds, a golden beam of light suddenly descended from the sky, followed by a black figure crashing down.

The young man was dressed in a black and gold dragon robe, his hands behind his back like a young deity, his eyes radiating the golden light of the nation's destiny, his aura domineering to the extreme.

"Chen Futu!"

"He's still alive!"

"Master?"

"Qin boy!"

Everyone was astonished, and the entire Feixia Mountain was thrown into turmoil.

This scene was so incredible and miraculous, because Chen Futu was not only alive, but also completely unharmed, and his aura was much stronger than before, as if he had suddenly transformed from a martial artist into an invincible emperor, his eyes filled with arrogance, regarding all living beings as ants.

Xi Daoren, the beautiful woman, and Piaoyu Shengren exchanged glances, seeing each other's astonishment. They had no idea what was going on, but something felt off.

Chen Futu stood beneath the dark sky, surveying all living beings, his domineering aura overwhelming the entire Feixia Mountain Range. "I have arrived in person; the real show is about to begin."

"Chen Futu, what exactly are you up to?!"

Biyu was both surprised and delighted, as he thought the mission had failed.

Chen Futu looked at him indifferently without saying a word, his eyes seeming to regard him as a pile of garbage.

"Boy, how dare you defy me!"

"Biyu, you talk too much. I hereby grant you death."

Chen Futu waved his hand, and suddenly a twisted, dark red divine lightning bolt descended from the sky. Before Biyu could even react, he was suppressed by the violent true energy. He screamed and was cut in two, his holy blood splattering, making half a mountain look as if it had been washed in blood.

This scene silenced everyone, and Bi Chan shuddered in fright, crying out, "Big Brother!"

Crack! Twisted crimson lightning enveloped the jade-like corpse, and then a towering figure in crimson-purple armor appeared, carrying a halberd stained with the blood of an ancient saint. "Tch, trash!"

The newcomer was none other than the divine Lu Bu, a peak ancient saint. He could kill Bi Yu as easily as killing a chick.

This situation made the ancient sages present feel uneasy, and even the beautiful woman and Xi Daoren showed signs of fear.

"This person is incredibly strong!"

"I can't kill Biyu in one move either."

As the beautiful woman was taken aback, four figures descended from the sky and landed behind Chen Futu in unison.

There was a girl, a boy, a woman, and a big man.

"Four Great Sages!"

"No, they are not ordinary Great Sages; their auras are unusual!"

The powerful figures from various factions all retreated in fear.

Chen Futu waved his sleeve and pointed to the battlefield, "Go, kill them all, and vindicate my Lizhou."

"Here!"

These four people are Xiaobai and his companions. Although they are currently at the Great Sage level, their combat power is beyond imagination. In their eyes, the Great Sage is nothing.

In a single exchange, the four surviving Great Sages were sent flying through the air, their screams echoing everywhere.

Dian Wei sliced ​​down a Martial Saint with a single halberd strike, and then lunged at the two Great Saints of Peach Blossom Palace.

"No, get back!"

Bi Chan sensed something was wrong and decided to withdraw from the battlefield.

Chen Futu arrived with his hands behind his back, stepping through the air, the true dragon of the nation's destiny transforming into a golden halo behind him. "Fengxian, you should go too."

"Lu Bu is here; do not overstep your bounds!"

The ensuing battle was almost a one-sided massacre, requiring no intervention from the Purple Dew Academy.

Bi Chan was no match for Lü Bu. With a sweep of the Divine Demon Halberd, Bi Chan was swept away like a tattered rag doll, leaving only a trail of afterimages. His holy blood flew swiftly, drawing a horizontal line in the sky. His fate was unknown.

"You madman, how dare you!"

The two ancient saints of the sacred mountain attacked in anger, but were immediately suppressed by Lü Bu.

"Scrap fish, all of them are scrap fish!"

Lu Bu was too ferocious. His physique was even more imposing than Dian Wei's. His halberd pressed down like a mountain, causing the bones of the two ancient saints to crack and cough up blood. The earth was almost sliced ​​open by that halberd.

"My God, where did these powerful individuals come from?!"

"It's unimaginable why the Holy Emperor, after being resurrected, has become so powerful!"

"Could it have just been an avatar?!"

Finally, someone realized this, and then everyone turned ashen-faced.

"No wonder, no wonder he fell so easily."

"If the avatars are so powerful, now that the real person has arrived, it seems the situation is about to reverse."

"Not necessarily. Lizhou is involved in many things, and perhaps some important figures will get involved."

"You mean a quasi-emperor?"

The ensuing battle was beyond the control of all forces; the people of Great Xia were too fierce, the kind of fierce that was completely unreasonable.