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

In the Central Plains, Chen Futu possessed a massive amount of national fortune and had reached the Saint King level. With the Humanity Domain and a trace of the Emperor's Law by his side, he was practically invincible below the Quasi-Emperor level. No matter how strange Zhang Shouren was, he could not defy the heavens.

Xiao Bai and Dian Wei joined forces to confront Zhang Shouren, and the battle was extremely fierce.

Previously, after the national fortune was amplified, Yaoyue's strength, which was almost on par with that of an ancient sage, was still no match for Zhang Shouren. However, Xiaobai, having unlocked a certain amount of power, was able to suppress Zhang Shouren when he joined forces with Dian Wei.

However, his current state is too strange. Dark laws flow on the surface of his skin, which cannot cause any damage at all, not even the destructive imperial laws.

"What kind of extraordinary encounter did he have?" Chen Futu stared at the distorted figure with a gloomy expression.

If this continues, there will only be one outcome: Xiaobai and Dianwei will be worn down.

"I told you, you can't kill me! Chen Futu, after I've dealt with those two, I'll give you a proper welcome, my sworn brother!"

Zhang Shouren didn't really resist Xiao Bai and Dian Wei's attacks; he just kept stalling for time. No matter how hard Xiao Bai's consecutive kicks were or how fierce his martial arts were, it was useless, as if he was hitting cotton.

"My lord, this guy is too strange!"

Dian Wei realized something was wrong and immediately issued a warning.

Chen Futu nodded and decisively used the Imperial Seal and the Wordless Stele to suppress Zhang Shouren. Zhang Shouren screamed and fell into the deep sea. He saw the icy ocean surface churning like boiling water, but this process did not last long. After the Imperial Seal and the Wordless Stele completely sent Zhang Shouren into the array patterns deep in the Onon Sea, everything on the sea surface returned to calm.

"System, how is it?"

The requiem for sin and punishment is not yet complete; please proceed with caution, host.

Zhang Shouren must have been trapped inside the array pattern. Chen Futu took a look at the image based on the clues, and sure enough, Zhang Shouren was among the figures in the image.

He appeared among the group and fought like a madman, only to be surrounded and beaten by a group of people. In the end, he was beaten to the ground and unable to move. A mysterious powerhouse used his true energy to imprison him, forcing him to kneel and prostrate himself facing east.

"It seems that the situation below is more dangerous than expected. The one who made the move is most likely a Quasi-Emperor, but they won't be able to come out anytime soon."

Chen Futu stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Judging from the direction they are kneeling and worshipping, it is a palace deep in the ocean, or rather, a pilgrimage to the Emperor's corpse. Fortunately, the figure of the ancestral priest is not among them..."

Now that the Ice Clan's array patterns have shattered, it's as if the restriction has been broken. Those inside are temporarily unable to leave because they are wary of the Emperor's Corpse.

“I summoned the remnant of the Emperor’s Corpse during the great battle in the Northern Region, which may have caused a change in that mysterious hall, otherwise these guys would have rushed out long ago.”

Having figured this out, Chen Futu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If so many powerful individuals were to rush out all at once, the consequences would be unimaginable.

I have barely completed the second option given by the system, which was to knock Zhang Shouren into the abyss and fight them like dogs. Unfortunately, I did not complete the anecdote. My current strength is not enough to deal with a quasi-emperor unless I use my two trump cards.

However, this trump card is reserved for when the avatar ventures into outer realms and cannot be used lightly.

In the following time, Xiaobai and Dianwei healed Yaoyue's wounds, while Chen Futu checked on the situation of the Ice Clan. Only one-tenth of the Ice Clan remained alive, and the vast majority of them were injured.

Chen Futu distributed some pills to them, and then waited for the Tiger Guards to arrive to help the Ice Clan collect the corpses.

"System, where did Zuji go? He's a Great Sage, after all. He can't be killed by Zhang Shouren so easily, can he?"

No comment.

"Okay, I won't ask next time."

Chen Futu sat on the shore of Onon Lake, looking annoyed, and quietly observed the scene provided by the clues. Zhang Shouren's fate was terrible. He was imprisoned and had no chance to fight back, but he was very resentful and was still trying to resist.

"It's best to seal this place away, as it's considered extremely dangerous."

Chen Futu muttered to himself.

Chen Futu in Giant Wood City met the people from Bright Moon Auction House. One of them was a young woman named Lin Ying.

"I need a sealing array, and I'll trade it for a sacred pill."

Chen Futu's first move was to use a sacred elixir.

Lin Ying covered her lips and giggled, "Mr. Qin, please come with me."

She led Chen Futu to the VIP room and then presented a list detailing various array patterns. Among them was a Sacred Dao array pattern for the main seal, which was of the highest grade and priced at thirty Sacred Pills.

"purchase!"

Chen Futu waved his hand and gave him the pill.

Lin Ying was overjoyed and said coquettishly, "His Majesty the Holy Emperor is such a little tycoon."

There are only a handful of forces in the entire Northern Region that can produce thirty Saint Pills in one go, let alone an individual. Although Chen Futu is wearing a mask, Lin Ying can guess who he is just by looking at his surname, Qin.

Chen Futu raised an eyebrow. "You recognized me?"

"Your Majesty is joking. You are a celebrity in our Northern Region now. Even if you disguise yourself, people can still recognize you."

Lin Ying smiled radiantly, keeping him company while ordering the array patterns to be delivered quickly.

After obtaining the array pattern, Chen Futu placed it into the system space.

Lin Ying said enviously, "A treasure of the space system, and you have an Emperor-level expert backing you up. Everyone else is tempted."

She was alluring enough that her perfect curves couldn't be hidden by her black and gold patterned cheongsam, especially her big buttocks and long legs—she was definitely capable of bearing a son.

"Our Bright Moon Auction House missed the last great battle, and we were even scolded by our elders for it. Please don't mind. If there is an opportunity, I will definitely do my best to help."

Lin Ying rested her chin on her hand, leaned close to the table, and blinked her big, watery eyes.

Chen Futu said awkwardly, "Miss Lin, you're too kind. I am not the Holy Emperor, but merely an incarnation of him."

"The avatar and the original are inseparable. You are the Holy Emperor, and you are the Holy Emperor. In the future, I hope Your Majesty will take good care of their business."

"Okay, please help me find out the whereabouts of the Xuanyuan clan."

Chen Futu brought up the old topic again.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi summoned a manager and said, "I need to know the whereabouts of the Xuanyuan Clan within ten days, or you're fired."

"Yes, Miss."

The person in charge dared not delay and quickly got to work.

Then Lin Ying handed over a strange little stone, "This is a communication stone. It contains the spatial rules of the Emperor's Way. Although it's not particularly precious, I'm still willing to give it to you as a small gift."

"Is there such a good thing?"

Chen Futu picked up the communication stone and looked like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

The martial arts world has different technology from the original world. Here, powerful forces enable the transmission of sound over long distances, which is truly amazing.

In that sense, the creatures of Lizhou truly lived in remote, rural areas.

"Miss Lin, is it possible to mass-produce this in Lizhou?" Chen Futu asked earnestly.

Lin Ying's expression turned serious after hearing this. "Although communication stones are not as precious as storage treasures, they are still related to the rules of the Imperial Path. The cost of making one is equivalent to a Saint Pill."

"Fifty sets, please."

Chen Futu placed the order with a wave of his hand, and many bottles of holy pills appeared on the table in front of him.

Even Lin Ying, usually so laid-back, was stunned by such a large order. She stiffly asked, "Fifty, fifty sets?"

"What? You're out of stock?"

"Yes, yes, please wait a moment, I'll go prepare it right away!"

Lin Ying stopped joking, grabbed her beloved little fan, and hurriedly ran out the door.

Seeing her swaying her wasp waist and perky buttocks with such vigor, Chen Futu smiled and said, "Little brat, you think I can't handle you?"

This kind of glamorous, domineering woman needs to be bribed with money to behave. I guess she won't speak so effeminately anymore.