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

Yueji couldn't understand why Chen Futu was so monstrous. Even though she was a monstrous talent of the Celestial Clan with forbidden bloodlines, her talent was far inferior to that of the young Great Xia Holy Emperor.

"how so!"

When the emperor of Yang Kingdom saw the holy cultivators who rushed forward dying one after another, he felt a chill run down his spine and realized that he was facing a great terror.

"Your Excellency, this is going too far!"

An old man rushed out from beneath the imperial city; he was the former ruler of the dynasty, whose cultivation had reached the peak of the Ancient Saint realm.

Chen Futu remained silent, and with a wave of his hand, both the old king and the young king were swept up into the sky and unable to escape.

"what are you up to!"

"Sir, let's talk this out!"

The two men's terrified roars echoed throughout the entire Yang Kingdom.

Chen Futu looked up at the two men and said calmly, "These children just want an explanation. What have they done wrong?"

"Sir, everything can be discussed, please do not resort to violence!"

"If you had spoken kindly to me at the beginning, things would have been fine. But alas, even the most noble are nothing more than ants."

A small sword shape materialized in Chen Futu's palm, emanating perfect sword principles.

"You, you are the Emperor!"

The old king screamed in terror, as if he had seen a ghost.

This shout sent chills down everyone's spines, and their eyes were filled with awe as they looked at Chen Futu.

Great Emperor?

A young emperor? How is that possible?

The powerful spectators stared intently at the perfectly formed sword shape.

Only the Great Emperor can master the perfect rules, and even the Great Emperors who master the perfect rules are invincible beings rarely seen throughout history, because they involve the ultimate rules and are known as the Ultimate Great Emperors, who all use the ultimate imperial weapons.

Chen Futu was not some great emperor; his realm was far from perfect. He only attained the perfect sword dao rules by chance.

"I have a sword; please take a look."

Chen Futu stretched out his hand, and a sword-shaped object shot through the air from his palm.

"No!"

"Emperor, spare your life!"

Amidst screams, the sword light hung upside down in the sky. With terrifying sword dao fluctuations and spatial rules, a spatial rift was forcibly cleaved in the sky, and turbulent currents swept out, destroying everything in their path.

Fortunately, the battlefield was in the sky; otherwise, the entire imperial city would have been destroyed in an instant.

As for the old and new rulers, they were reduced to ashes long before the sword light even hung in the heavens, and they didn't even last until the sword light fell.

This is Chen Futu's current combat power. With the Saint Venerable Realm, which is the rarest in history, he can kill ancient saints as easily as slaughtering dogs. It is no exaggeration to say that Chen Futu's current combat power far exceeds that of a Quasi-Emperor of the first level. He is at the same level as Lian Ni Chang in her white-haired witch form, belonging to the upper three Quasi-Emperor levels.

The path to becoming a Saint is the true path to becoming a Great Emperor. After Chen Futu breaks through, he will no longer need to go through the Quasi-Emperor realm, but will directly step into the Great Emperor realm.

Are you satisfied with this ending?

After killing the old and new kings, Chen Futu turned around with a smile and asked a group of dumbfounded teenagers.

Qinghe snapped out of her daze and immediately nodded, "Thank you, Brother Xie, for helping us get an explanation."

“In that case, you shall come back with me. I will settle you in Giantwood City to temporarily suppress the curse on you, and then find you a new place to live.”

“Big brother, this dynasty is especially hateful. All our elders died at their hands. We cannot swallow this insult.”

Qinghe still harbored resentment, and the other children behind him were equally unable to let go of it.

After much deliberation, Chen Futu said, "The Yang Kingdom is immoral and cruel. From today onwards, the Yang Kingdom will be destroyed. However, Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life. In ten days, I will personally wipe out this country. Everyone should flee for their lives."

The imperial decree resounded throughout the entire territory of Yang Kingdom. The common people turned ashen-faced upon hearing it, while the powerful trembled in fear.

No one dared to resist, no one dared to stand up.

This is the best possible outcome.

Chen Futu needs these children to nurture the Jianmu tree. The Jianmu tree is of great importance and relates to the safety of Lizhou. Therefore, exchanging a country for the peace of Lizhou is not unreasonable.

Some may disagree, but this world is just that cruel.

"Thank you, Brother Xie, for upholding justice!"

The youths, including Qinghe, finally quelled their inner rage.

In the following period, Yang Kingdom fell into turmoil, countless people fled for their lives, and the people moved away with their families, their faces covered with tears.

Some martial artists took advantage of the chaos, committing murders everywhere and causing endless disorder.

Chen Futu watched all this quietly, feeling neither joy nor sorrow, and made no attempt to interfere.

The sage is not benevolent; he treats the people like straw dogs.

My state of mind was elevated at this moment.

"Is Master really going to destroy a country?"

Chen Ranran looked at the martial arts experts looting and killing everywhere, and her feelings were indescribably complicated.

Hua Hua muttered, "Don't think your master did something wrong. You have no idea what the situation is like in Lizhou. If your master isn't strong enough, the future of Lizhou will only be worse than that of Yangguo."

“I did not question my master. This is the world of martial arts, and I understand the principle that the strong are respected.”

Chen Ranran has broken away from the original life trajectory of a transmigrated woman fighting against an evil mother-in-law. Although she felt that her master's behavior was a bit cruel, she was sure that her master had a reason for doing so. Moreover, her master only said to destroy Yang Kingdom, instead of killing the people along with it. From this point of view alone, her master was much better than those stinking bald monks who talked about benevolence and compassion all the time.

Within a few days, Hua Hua, Chen Ranran, and Zhao Lingxiao also made their move. They weren't targeting ordinary people, but rather the martial artists who were indiscriminately slaughtering civilians.

Chen Futu saw this and a smile appeared on his lips.

Ten days later, the Soul-Destroying Spear, imbued with imperial might, descended upon the Yang Kingdom, sweeping away all obstacles with a single strike.

Countless buildings were reduced to ashes under the emperor's rule, and city after city of Yang Kingdom became ruins. The devastating scene terrified countless onlookers.

Now all living beings understand what it means to be ants under the emperor's rule.

The fall of Yang Kingdom served as a wake-up call to the rulers of nearby dynasties. Some bold individuals took in the people of Yang Kingdom and guided them to start a new life.

Chen Futu naturally did not stop him. In the ruins of the destroyed country, he added array patterns to the tombs of the Bing tribe and issued a decree that from this day forward, the Bing tribe would cease to exist and be renamed the Mu tribe.

One month later, the construction of the Sun Moon Cult came to an end.

Chen Futu returned with everyone, and Dongfang Bubai held a grand banquet.

Today, the Sun Moon Sect has tens of thousands of disciples, and Chen Futu has given the money he brought back from the Yang Kingdom's treasury to Dongfang Bubai.

The system points have increased from two million to six million.

Yang Kingdom was ultimately too weak, its resources far less abundant than those of the major powers in the Northwest Region.

"elder brother--"

Chen Yuling immediately gave him a bear hug, and Chen Futu's face darkened. "Didn't I tell you not to come?"

"Hmph, Lizhou is nice, but I also want to travel around before I die."

As the eldest princess of the empire, Chen Yuling was unruly and unrestrained; no one could stop her from doing whatever she wanted.

The former ruler of the Dayu Dynasty attended the banquet, along with elders and disciples of the Zilu Academy, including Wang Qianshan.