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

"Damn the Holy Emperor! Damn Wang Qianshan!"

The major forces were very frustrated. Not to mention the heavy losses they suffered in the last battle at Feixia Mountain, the losses in this battle alone were unacceptable, especially since a Martial Saint had died, and even more so, at the hands of Chen Futu.

"Tsk tsk tsk, are all you people good at is talking?"

Chen Futu spread his hands, compressing his true essence, and held wind and thunder in his grasp. "Before you rob others, you will also bear the same consequences."

"Kill them!"

Various forces launched a counterattack, and the battlefield at Feixia Mountain continued to expand.

Chen Futu fought alone against two berserk martial arts saints. The martial arts laws and true essence clashed with each other, making the already dilapidated mountainside even more fragmented wherever they went.

Chen Futu chuckled inwardly, "Go ahead and fight, you're excellent laborers. Once the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion's hidden traces are revealed, you'll have no reason to live."

The various factions had no idea that Chen Futu was trying to recruit them as laborers, and they all rushed forward with great enthusiasm.

Such battle fluctuations could overturn the entire Feixia Mountain foothills in no time.

"Little girl from the Lin family, you said this matter had nothing to do with you, but now you're actually meddling in. Do you want to die?!"

Several Holy Kings clashed head-on with the Holy Kings led by Lin Ying, constantly shouting insults at each other.

Lin Ying said, "His Majesty the Holy Emperor is a member of the Purple Dew Academy and also an honored guest of my Lin family. You attacked the Purple Dew Academy and you don't even allow us to fight back? You have quite the nerve!"

"You little brat, you've got a sharp tongue. I'll send you on your way!"

"I've seen too many despicable and shameless people. This bunch of old geezers should be in their coffins by now!"

Lin Ying was quick-witted and her combat strength, which had soared to the Saint King level, was not to be underestimated. It was the foundation left to her by a powerful Emperor-level expert, and her attacks were extremely lethal. Saint King experts began to fall at her hands.

In this battle, all the major forces suffered heavy losses. Neither the Purple Dew Academy nor the Bright Moon Auction House has been defeated so far. On the contrary, since the start of the battle, all the major forces have lost a Great Saint, three or four Saint Kings, and most of the other Saint Path experts have died.

"We can't go on like this!"

"That's right, we must send out ancient saint-level experts!"

The major powers have become increasingly aggressive, and some have even sent out distress signals.

Chen Futu was not alarmed but delighted. He secretly sent a message to everyone, instructing them to move the battlefield as close as possible to the still intact foothills. In short, they must take advantage of the situation today to thoroughly clear the foothills.

"Chen Futu, native of Lizhou, you will die today!"

The two martial arts masters joined forces to activate strange array patterns, attempting to lock Chen Futu in one area.

Chen Futu was equally decisive, transforming into Yin before the array patterns could encircle him, unleashing the Frost Dragon Soar. Two giant ice dragons charged and crashed, their sharp claws attacking the two martial arts saints who were suffering from the backlash of the array patterns, causing them to cough up blood.

The combat power displayed by Chen Futu, empowered by the Humanity Domain, is not as simple as that of a Saint King; it is the domain of an Ancient Saint, which they cannot withstand.

"Tch, you think you can seal me with this little strength? Dragon Emperor Fist, break!"

With the power of the Reverse Scale, the enormous fist, enveloped in hundreds of bloody rays, shattered the array patterns with a single punch.

Recently, Chen Futu hasn't spent much time on the Nine Revolutions Divine Dragon Jade, but the Dragon Emperor Fist combined with the damage-increasing effect of the Reverse Scale has reached its peak. This punch not only shattered the array patterns, but also carried the residual force to smash into a Martial Saint. Previously, under Chen Futu's command, two ice dragons dragged another Martial Saint into the foot of the mountain, forming a distorted true essence force field, causing sand and stones to fly wherever they went.

"Wow, that's spectacular!"

"What kind of methods are those? Their destructive power shouldn't be limited to just the Bible, right?"

The spectators were quite perceptive; they knew that Chen Futu's imperial power originated from the system, and that he would be able to unleash its full potential once he entered the path of sainthood.

"Damn..."

The two martial arts masters rushed out of the ruins, clutching their chests, severely injured.

Chen Futu has now become a formidable force. Even in his Saint King form, he can easily overpower a Great Saint. If it weren't for their large numbers, a typical Martial Saint would be no match for him in a one-on-one fight and would have been killed long ago.

"Thanks to you all today, I've finally had a chance to stretch my legs," Chen Futu said coldly, lifting the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow. "I have another sword strike to draw; do you think you can withstand it?"

His fingertips swept across the dragon sparrow, and the sword suddenly purified the pitch-black rules of destruction. Even a trace of it made all the powerful figures present feel a chill.

"That's the rule of the Emperor's Way!"

"It's the aura of destruction!"

"He has grasped a trace of the Emperor's Way!"

Amidst everyone's shock, Chen Futu raised the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow high and solemnly chanted, "Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, transformed into Xuan Sha, awe-inspiring heavenly might, drawn by the sword."

Chen Futu had no knowledge of the Nine Heavens Thunder Control Technique; he was merely bluffing. However, the trace of Emperor's Destruction True Intent covering the sword was real. It resonated with heaven and earth, causing the wind and clouds to tremble high above, with thunder intertwined within, creating a spectacular sight.

"What kind of swordsmanship does that kid practice?!"

Wang Qianshan, Cai Die, and the others were terrified. Chen Futu's methods were endless. While others cultivated a single method, he was different. He had mastered the strengths of many schools of thought. Whether it was his physique, true essence, or even blood energy, he had specific mental scriptures to coordinate with it. Every move he made could influence the power of heaven and earth and resonate with it.

"Nine Heavens Thunder Control True Technique, Slash—"

Chen Futu's sword strike was devastating; a hundred-foot-long sword light swept across the Feixia Mountain Range, enveloping the two martial arts saints.

"You can't fight them head-on, retreat quickly!"

The two Great Sages were terrified and tried to leave, but Chen Futu immediately made a sword gesture, "You can't escape, suppress them!"

The Imperial Seal and the Blank Stele suppressed the two Great Sages, rendering them unable to move. Then, the sword light arrived.

"No!"

Two screams echoed through the foothills. To everyone's horror, the two martial arts saints were crushed into dust by the sword light covered by the true meaning of destruction, leaving not even ashes behind.

The entire foothills were shrouded in blood and fell into desolation, with only a faint echo of the imperial path still flowing through them.

Everyone witnessed the two martial arts masters being instantly killed. The spreading sword light overturned the mountains within a radius of hundreds of meters, forming a terrible cut on the foot of the mountain.

Xi Daoren, who was watching from the shadows, stroked his beard and sighed, "This boy is terrifying. Given time, even I will not be his match."

Bi Chan's face was extremely ugly. After the initial fear, he felt a sense of relief. Now that he had taken the Three Corpse Brain God Pill and become Chen Futu's follower, he no longer needed to fear being targeted.

"Dead, dead?"

"The two patriarchs have fallen..."

The major powers felt a chill run down their spines, and even the three remaining Great Sages looked at Chen Futu with eyes full of fear.

How long has it been since the last battle?

That day, Chen Futu was besieged by several martial arts saints and was forced to self-destruct to kill one of them. Now, he is fighting against three opponents and has been completely defeated. Moreover, he is a Saint King who has crossed a major realm to kill three powerful people. It is no exaggeration to say that his combat power is terrifying.