Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

Buzhou Mountain, at its summit

At this moment, on the edge of the battlefield, a figure watched this scene and touched the back of his neck.

Zhu Rong was somewhat bewildered.

He was ready to atone for his sins with good deeds.

Although he himself had not committed any crime.

On the contrary, he successfully prevented Gonggong from bringing disaster to the people, and thus made a great contribution.

However, in Zhu Rong's own view, his later battles with Gonggong led to a change in his temperament, causing the tribes under his rule to become indifferent.

He himself was able to live in this world because of Prince An's merits, and then he turned against his benefactor, which is an even more unforgivable crime.

Zhu Rong's personality was incredibly peculiar; he possessed the fierce and violent nature of fire, yet he was also warm.

So when Prince An asked him to stay, the emperor was unusually bewildered.

"Jun Su, what is this...?"

Nuwa, too, watched this scene with some confusion.

You should know that Zhu Rong had just used a deadly attack.

"It's normal to consolidate our forces."

"Zhu Rong is still usable; his strength is not much different from Ying Long's peak combat power."

"With a supreme subordinate, the Prince An's faction can be considered established."

Zhulong looked at the battlefield and explained to Nuwa with a faint smile.

"Over there...?"

Nuwa pointed to Feng Jinhe and Feng Lili on the other side, her expression somewhat strange.

Zhulong looked over and saw Feng Jinhe staring at Zhurong with a livid face, looking as if he wished he could kill him on the spot.

"There will be more excitement to watch in the future."

Seeing this, Zhulong became interested.

There aren't many supreme beings, but there aren't few either.

Now that Feng Jinhe wants to become Prince An's subordinate, with the addition of another supreme being, Zhu Rong, his advantage in strength is no longer so great.

Feng Jinhe's face naturally turned ashen.

In his view, he should be the Prince An's first deputy.

Of course, the Demon Emperor was unaware that the Black Emperor was also seeking a breakthrough in order to better assist King An.

The Anwang lineage has no shortage of geniuses.

Demon Yingjie naturally discovered this as well.

"Tsk tsk, looks like someone's about to beat you to it."

Demon Yingjie, always eager for a good show, remarked.

"Shut up."

Feng Jinhe, devoid of her usual gentleness, reached out and grabbed Mo Yingjie by the neck, exerting all her strength.

"Uh!"

Mo Yingjie rolled his eyes as he was being pinched.

Feng Jinhe is usually gentle and refined, but he has ultimately absorbed the entire existence of the Demon Abyss.

When necessary, he can also display the demeanor of a demon emperor.

As someone capable of annihilating the Hehuan Sect with a single palm strike, Feng Jinhe is by no means a mere gentleman of refined manners.

When dealing with some significant issues, demonic energy can affect his emotions.

However, Feng Jinhe's strength lies in his inhuman will and temperament.

"That's a good thing too."

Feng Jinhe closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the gloom in his eyes was gone, replaced by a smile.

Being able to help Prince An is enough.

Being too fixated on status is a bad thing.

Dao Li, standing to the side, was inwardly astonished to see Feng Jinhe adjust his mindset so quickly.

Sometimes... he also wished he had Feng Jinhe's mindset.

Every time he lost to the Jade Emperor, he would think back on the game in his mind while sleeping at night, wondering if he could have won if he had changed his perspective, his killing move, or his mindset.

It's no wonder the Jade Emperor was afraid of Dao Li, even though Dao Li was simply practicing martial arts and wanted to defeat the Jade Emperor.

But in the Jade Emperor's eyes, it was really creepy that a man was dreaming about him every day.

On the battlefield, Zhu Rong keenly sensed a killing intent coming towards him.

Although this murderous intent came quickly, it also went away quickly.

But Zhu Rong still keenly noticed it.

However, he no longer had the mind to investigate where this murderous intent came from.

He just kept staring at Prince An's back.

On the other side, there is Gonggong, whose body is even taller than a mountain.

"Juansheng".

Gonggong held a long spear, which he spun continuously above his head.

His body was already over ten thousand feet tall, reaching straight into the clouds.

The spear spun in the clouds, like a serpent coiling in the sky.

The stagnant floodwaters of Kyushu have begun to spin once again.

The spearhead and the spear tail brought forth a flood, and Gonggong's spear fell from the sky, smashing straight at King An.

Gonggong was enraged and only wanted to kill Zhurong.

Since Prince An is blocking my way, I might as well die with him.

The Overlord's personality is very similar to that of Gonggong.

Equally powerful, stubborn, domineering, and arrogant.

This kind of person cannot be subdued.

Such a strong person has no concept of being subservient to others.

"destruction."

Prince An was naturally aware of this, which is why he fully unleashed his royal power.

This would then provoke the wrath of Heaven, who planned to use a devastating attack to send Gonggong away.

A spearhead, larger than the city walls, slammed down towards Prince An.

Prince An simply raised Zhao Han above his head.

Boom!

The realm was completely swallowed by the flood, but amidst the raging torrent, the crisp sound of weapons clashing was all the more captivating.

The spectators were all exceptionally strong, even the Holy Mountain Goddess was a Martial Venerable.

Naturally, he could see what was happening inside the barrier.

The tiny Prince An, wielding a long sword, directly blocked the spearhead, which was larger than the city itself.

The flood was blocked by the deathly aura and could not advance an inch, so it could only rage in both directions.

Prince An suddenly thrust upwards, unleashing his divine might.

The distance caused Gonggong to lean back.

The spear was deflected, like a dragon emerging from the sea.

He looked imposing, but his owner was in a terrible state.

"Heaven is falling."

The figure of Prince An vanished into the world as a wisp of ink.

When he reappeared, he was already above Gonggong.

King An raised Zhao Han above his head, and the murderous intent of the heavens directly enveloped Gonggong.

The power of heaven and earth flowing between the inner and outer Dao domains was already enormous. The power of heaven and earth amplified the killing intent, causing Gonggong's figure to freeze.

Suddenly, a vast power erupted from the sky.

This force swirled around Zhao Han's blade.

Zhulong's eyes narrowed.

This is divine might.

Back then, even the Jade Emperor's Lingxiao Daoist aura could evoke the might of Heaven.

With a single palm strike, the heavenly might descends, leaving the enemy either dead or crippled.

Now... Jun Su has also incurred the wrath of Heaven.

And judging from its appearance... it seems to be even purer than the Jade Emperor's.

The might of the Prince of An was not imbued with Daoist principles; it was simply the might of the heavens.

"Suppress and kill."

With a single strike, King An unleashed a divine might that cleaved through Gonggong's flesh, severed his meridians, and broke his bones.

Blood rained down from the sky, merging into the floodwaters.

"World destruction."

When Gonggong was struck by the knife, he regained his mobility and neither screamed nor retreated.

At this moment, his internal organs were clearly visible.

The dark blue aquatic spirit rapidly healed his body.

This time, Gonggong directly unleashed his final killing move.

This is a world-ending flood, a flood that even the human emperor of yesteryear found troublesome.

It was also a flood that plunged the people into despair.

This time, the scene unfolds as a sudden flood sweeps across the nine provinces of the imperial dynasty.

The floodwaters surged directly towards the people.

The emperor and his ministers, who were watching the battle from the Liangyi Hall, were greatly alarmed.

The other supreme beings were also startled, and then quickly took action.

Gonggong's move was to recreate the cataclysmic disaster of that year through the river of time, thus directly bypassing the barrier.

This is Gonggong, a fierce god who unleashed a world-destroying flood during his lifetime and shattered Mount Buzhou before his death, dragging the entire world down with him.

The next instant, white clouds suddenly appeared and drifted in between heaven and earth.