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

"Good lad, you're strong!"

Wang Qianshan gave Chen Futu a thumbs up, and Lin Ying's beautiful eyes were filled with joy, even mixed with a hint of admiration.

Who wouldn't like such a powerful man? It's just a pity that the Holy Emperor has a harem of wives and concubines, otherwise she really would like to get close to him.

"Ancient Sage Ancestor, please slay this fiend for us!"

"Ancestor, help!"

The various factions, feeling a sense of shared fate, issued desperate cries for help.

In a flash, four figures arrived together. They were four ancient saints, and they were the source of confidence for the major forces to take action. If they couldn't defeat the ancient saints, they could go about their business as usual. Moreover, if a quasi-emperor didn't take action, it was highly unlikely that a quasi-emperor would appear on Chen Futu's side.

"An ancient sage? He arrived quickly."

Chen Futu stood firm, sword in hand, surrounded by the wordless stele and the jade seal, and even the ancient saint's puppet appeared.

"Finally it's our turn."

Xi Daoren and Bi Chan entered the arena, and the four of them looked at the four ancient sages opposite them.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds, then, without exchanging words, decisively started fighting.

The two forces clashed, generating true energy and a field that swept across more than ten kilometers, blowing away all the powerful figures in the vicinity.

Battles at the Ancient Saint level often involve domain suppression, leaving Great Saints and Saint Kings completely unable to intervene, so they can only shift their battle lines.

Chen Futu had his puppet fight one person, while he himself faced a woman dressed in Yin-Yang robes, who was said to be an ancient saint of the Five Elements Sect.

The woman looked her up and down and sneered, "You have the cultivation of a Saint King, and you defied the heavens to kill three Great Saints. You do have some skill, but you are far too arrogant to face me."

Chen Futu said, "Even ancient sages are not invincible."

“A native is a native. He doesn’t understand the true meaning of martial arts. He’s arrogant and doesn’t deserve to be called a proper person.”

"You old codger has quite a lot to say. Come and meet your death."

"Little dog, I'm going to skin you alive today."

The woman's expression was gloomy. In an instant, she appeared in front of him. Such speed was far beyond what the Great Sage could match. She pressed down with a palm. Chen Futu opened his Human Domain and used the Nameless Stele and the Imperial Seal to defend himself, but he was still struck by the palm and turned into a streak of light that swept across the entire foothills.

"So strong..."

Chen Futu retreated rapidly, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Spanning two major realms, their strengths differed greatly, but he wouldn't use his trump cards. Only by fighting stronger opponents could he gain a deeper understanding of martial arts.

"Is Master alright?"

Qin Hao clenched his fists nervously, while Wang Fugui said with a serious expression, "The difference in strength is too great. We can barely put up a fight, but for a Saint King to defy the heavens and attack an Ancient Saint is pure wishful thinking."

Xue Wu, standing beside him, gripped her longsword tightly with nervousness. "I believe in Senior Brother Qin's strength. Even if he can't win, he can at least buy some time. Our ancestor is very strong. Ordinary ancient saints are no match for him. As long as our ancestor can take care of one of them, the battle can be turned around."

As it turned out, Xi Daoren was indeed strong. He was only one step away from becoming a Quasi-Emperor and was considered an invincible existence among the ancient saints. When he noticed the situation on Chen Futu's side, he unleashed his full power and struck the ancient saint of Liujin Sect with a blow that tore his skin open.

"Daoist Xi, do you really have no regard for our past relationship?!" The ancient saint of Liujin Sect roared, his hair and beard standing on end.

Xi Daoren remained silent. His domain was composed entirely of literary principles. With a flick of his finger, a string of characters pressed down on the opponent, who was pierced through by the bronze script and could not withstand it at all.

"Damn Xi Daoren!"

The other two ancient saints were furious. They were contemporaries of Xi Daoren, but Xi Daoren was always one step ahead of them and had stronger combat power.

"Daoist Xi, wouldn't it be better to hand over the pill formula? We're old acquaintances, let's profit together, why should you monopolize it!"

"The alchemical formula belongs to the academy. If you are not satisfied, you can study it yourselves. Why do you try to seize it at the slightest disagreement? Do you think I am detached from worldly affairs, or too easy to talk to?"

Xi Daoren is usually very quiet, but he is really ruthless when he strikes. He kicked the ancient saint of Liujin Sect into the ground, and the resulting true energy overturned a small mountain.

"Good heavens, the old man has quite a temper. I was wondering why my old man was so irritable; it turns out he learned it all from the old man."

Wang Fugui grimaced as he watched, feeling some sympathy for the ancient sage of the Liujin Gate.

"The Ancestor should have shown mercy. Otherwise, with the Ancestor's peak Ancient Saint cultivation, if he really wanted to kill him, he could have done it instantly, just like that strange man from that day," Fang Yuan muttered. The strange man he was referring to was Lü Bu. It was a pity that he didn't see Lü Bu this time, which was quite regrettable. Otherwise, these Ancient Saints would probably have been strung together by Fang Tian's halberd.

On the other side, Chen Futu had been suppressed by the woman. His avatar was not his true self, so his various martial arts and supernatural powers were weakened. In addition, the gap in their realms was too great, so he could only rely on the Humanity Domain to resist. Without the Humanity Domain, he would not be able to stop the ancient saint at all.

"Hehehe, is the puppy already no good?"

The woman noticed that Chen the butcher's fighting strength was waning, and she became even more smug. She wanted to play a cat-and-mouse game, capturing him alive and then slowly torturing him.

Seeing this scene, everyone broke out in a cold sweat.

Chen Futu was seen being sent flying through the air, his blood splattered everywhere, a truly gruesome sight.

"It's still not quite there."

Inside the Jade Palace, Chen Futu muttered to himself.

At that moment, the old woman's withered claws came rushing over, "Little dog! I'll take your guts first as punishment!"

Everyone sensed the murderous intent and hurriedly looked over. With a loud bang, the woman's claw attack was blocked.

"what?"

"Blocked? It was blocked? How is that possible?"

Then Chen Futu appeared to have changed his clothes at some point; they were his signature black and gold dragon robes. He had a cold and aloof expression, a refined aura, and an imposing and domineering imperial presence.

"That's...that's the real Holy Emperor!"

"The Holy Emperor has descended in person once again!"

Exclamations of surprise filled the area surrounding the mountain.

Chen Futu stared coldly at the old woman and said indifferently, "You old hag, you dare to insult my incarnation? You're really something."

"The Holy Emperor?" The woman's expression turned ferocious as she screamed, "Die!"

"You think you can kill me? How arrogant!"

When Chen Futu unleashed his Humanity Domain, it was far more powerful than when he transformed into an avatar. His physical body unleashed its Reverse Scale to withstand the woman's attack without taking a single step back.

"So strong!"

"I am only a mid-stage Saint King, yet I managed to block an attack from an ancient saint!"

The other battlefields quieted down and the fighting stopped, since no one expected that the Holy Emperor himself would actually descend.

"The fifth sword, man and sword as one, destroys the rules."

The current Chen Futu is not an incarnation; an incarnation cannot execute the perfect fifth sword of the Great Heavenly Sword Technique, but he can.

The dragon-phoenix chirped, carrying the destructive essence of the imperial way, and coupled with the power of national destiny transmitted by the Imperial Seal, the fluctuations emanating from the sword made even Xi Daoren's heart tighten. "The Holy Emperor's true form has such a strong killing intent."

Not only him, but all the ancient saints present felt it: the Holy Emperor was about to kill the Five Elements Sect's ancient saint with a single sword strike.

"Get out of the way!"

The ancient sages from various factions hurriedly tried to remind the woman, but she dismissed it, saying, "A mere Saint King, how could he possibly defy the heavens!"

"Is that so?" A mocking smile appeared on Chen Futu's cold face. "A domineering aura."