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

The projection rewarded by the system is Chen Futu's biggest trump card.

Now that the strongest person in Peach Blossom Mountain refuses to back down, thinking that he is bluffing, he can only use up this trump card.

Rumble! Thunder and violent turbulent energy intertwined in the Flying Clouds Mountains.

Chen Futu looked down at the Peach Blossom Quasi-Emperor, who sneered, "What? You have no backup plan? Or did I guess right and you want to kneel down and surrender?"

Chen Futu said, "I am just curious, how did someone as foolish as you grow up to be so big?"

"What did you say!"

“Peach Blossom Mountain is a den of snakes and rats, utterly unworthy of respectability, and so are you.”

"Chen Futu, how dare you insult the imperial way!"

"The way of the emperor? Today I will show you what the way of the emperor is."

With a casual wave of his hand, Chen Futu sent everyone behind him, including Liu Longyue, to a distance. He stood alone between heaven and earth, calling out in his heart, "System, use Quasi-Emperor Projection."

[Projection successful, random summoning in progress, please wait—]

Ding!

Summoning successful

As soon as the system voice fell, everyone who was watching the battle from the shadows felt an unprecedented sense of unease. The next second, they saw a huge, ethereal half-body afterimage appear behind Chen Futu.

It was a woman with long blue hair, her white clothes and long hair flowing, exactly the same woman Chen Futu had seen in the depths of the Onon Sea. Her face was indistinct, and she exuded an ancient and desolate aura, like a deity resurrected from the long river of time.

Upon seeing the woman appear, the Peach Blossom Quasi-Emperor was immediately terrified and instinctively retreated, "That is..."

He had seen this woman somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.

"How terrifying! Is that the echo of a Quasi-Emperor or an Emperor? Just a projection is enough to make one want to prostrate oneself in worship!"

Xi Daoren's expression was solemn. He had a premonition that this female projection was far more powerful than the quasi-emperor of Peach Blossom Divine Mountain, and it felt unreal.

At this moment, Chen Futu stood there alone, feeling the laws of the Emperor's Way intertwined with his body. This feeling was very strange, as if he had the world under his control and could destroy everything in an instant.

This is an invincible belief; it seems that no one can stir up any waves in the face of this power.

The blue-haired woman, as if still half asleep, hovered behind Chen Futu with her eyes closed. Her blue hair hung down to the sky, and countless strands of laws enveloped the one who had awakened her.

"Damn it!"

Emperor Peach Blossom finally came to his senses. Although he was afraid, he did not run away, but instead took the initiative to attack. "Chen Futu, how dare you play tricks on me in front of me!"

"Is it?"

Chen Futu raised his hand, and the woman behind him with her eyes closed also raised her snow-white, almost transparent palm. She coordinated with Chen Futu's movement and struck down with her palm.

A devastating force pressed down, causing the heavens and earth to rumble and countless glass-like cracks to appear across the sky.

"Shatter space with a single blow? No good!"

Realizing the impending terror, the Peach Blossom Quasi-Emperor hastily withdrew his power and fled in an instant.

"Can you get away?"

The majestic imperial voice of Chen Futu and the ethereal tone of the woman overlapped and interacted between heaven and earth.

"No!"

With a seemingly ordinary palm strike, as if swatting a fly, the Peach Blossom Quasi-Emperor was imprisoned and unable to escape.

He let out a terrified howl as he was slammed into the earth by a palm strike. The Feixia Mountain Range below was instantly annihilated. The destructive energy was comparable to Chen Futu's previous peak Quasi-Emperor strike, turning an area of ​​several kilometers into a void forbidden zone. Blue imperial echoes surged above the abyss.

hiss!

The power of a casual strike made all the spectators shrink back; such momentum was too terrifying and beyond comprehension.

The Peach Blossom Quasi-Emperor was not dead yet, but he had suffered severe injuries. The divine halo on his back was shattered, and his flesh and blood were covered with cracks, with imperial blood splattered everywhere, making him a pitiful sight.

All he has to do now is escape from the abyss and leave this terrifying area for good.

"I told you, you can't leave."

The voices of Chen Futu and the woman resonated once more.

The two of them simultaneously opened one hand, only slightly curling their five fingers. Peach Blossom Quasi-Emperor was like Sun Wukong falling into the Buddha's palm, imprisoned in the woman's pale, ethereal hand.

"What overwhelming power this is!"

The spectators stared blankly at the snow-white palm that seemed to crush the sky, each one filled with terror.

In this scene, the woman's hand seems to pass through a glass-like spatial barrier, with transparent remnants of the barrier constantly peeling away, and spatial turbulence surrounding her jade-like fingers.

"That is a true powerhouse, with unimaginable might."

The beautiful woman gripped Hua Hua's hand tightly, her beautiful eyes filled with amazement and awe, while Hua Hua was already terrified, as were the disciples of Zi Lu Academy.

A genuine battle between emperors; that woman might be a real emperor, not some half-baked quasi-emperor like Peach Blossom who could easily pull off a mere show of force.

"die."

Chen Futu and the woman's cold yet compassionate tone echoed throughout the vast realm.

"Do not--"

The two clasped hands tightly.

The quasi-emperor in the woman's palm had no chance of escaping. In a moment of daze, he was crushed into ashes in extreme fear and despair. His imperial blood resonated with heaven and earth, and another rain of blood fell. Heaven and earth wailed, and the world witnessed the fall of the second quasi-emperor.

"died?"

"My goodness!"

"Who exactly is she?!"

Everyone watched the whole thing with trepidation, a chill running from their heads to their heels.

That woman's projection killed a Quasi-Emperor as easily as crushing an ant. Even a Quasi-Emperor at the Great Perfection level couldn't be more powerful than that, could he?

"Even a newbie like me needs to become that strong."

Xiao Bai trembled with excitement as he stared at the woman's projection, while Lu Bu pursed his lips, lost in thought.

Feixia Mountain was shattered, and Chen Futu stood amidst the ruins, his imperial robes and long hair fluttering in the wind, so majestic and domineering.

The woman's illusory image had not yet dissipated; half of her body still swayed behind the Holy Emperor, her eyes tightly closed.

Just when everyone thought the battle of emperors had come to an end, a sense of terror suddenly spread through their hearts.

"This is bad! A supreme expert is testing us!"

"Go back!"

With a deafening roar, Feixia Mountain trembled, and rocks from the shattered area flew back to the horizon. Everyone was terrified and retreated immediately, not wanting to be affected.

Only Chen Futu remained standing in the center, gazing westward.

The woman sensed something. She raised her drooping, translucent face, and quietly opened her tightly closed eyes a crack. Suddenly, two beams of blue light burst forth from her eyes, stretching across the western sky. This single glance covered a distance of tens of thousands of miles.

"asshole!"

An old man was wailing, his screams echoing between heaven and earth.

This was a battle fought from a distance. Before Chen Futu himself could even react, the female projection behind him injured the explorer from a distant place.

Once everything had settled, the woman's half-body projection disappeared, and then she transformed into a floating shadow, dancing gracefully around Chen Futu, just like the fleeting glimpse she had made in the Onon Sea.

The woman's long blue hair fell on Chen Futu's face, giving him a feeling that was both familiar and strange, an indescribable mix of emotions. In the end, she drew closer like a moth to a flame, until her illusion faded, as if her entire being had merged into Chen Futu's body.

"finished?"

Chen Futu raised his hand, a faint blue echo lingering around his fingertips.

Thus, the Great War of the Emperors came to an end.

The Peach Blossom Palace was completely wiped out, and all the malicious forces suffered an unprecedented blow.