"Celestial Tier Martial Sovereign, seven days?" Xia Tianming was slightly bewildered, not understanding what exactly his grandson was thinking.

This was obviously impossible, how could he... wait!

Xia Tianming seemed to have thought of something and turned his head to look at Xia Feng.

"A day in the dream feels like a millennium; we essentially have a full seventy thousand years now. We must not let it go to waste, right?"

Xia Feng said with a smile.

As soon as he spoke, Xia Tianming's eyes were filled with a look of ecstasy.

"Yes, seventy thousand years, I almost forgot about this!"

"In these seventy thousand years, as long as you, Grandfather, can break through to above Celestial Tier Sixth Layer, and with the Void Cauldron, even if they're the successive ten Emperor Xias, it won't be easy for them to take the Void Cauldron!"

Xia Feng snorted coldly and looked back towards the direction of the Imperial Palace, his eyes as cold as an iceberg.

Xia Tianming couldn't help but laugh heartily. This whole time, he had been pondering how to defeat Xia Tianming in battle, forgetting that his own grandson had this heaven-defying cultivation method.

"Good, although I've lost my Emperor Body and now possess just a mortal frame, with the help of the Void Cauldron, it should not be a problem to condense over a dozen Great Dao Rules!"

"Xiao Feng, follow me."

Xia Tianming leapt from the window, soared into the sky, and then flew towards the back of the Imperial Capital.

Xia Feng followed closely behind Xia Tianming, accompanying him along the way.

Grandfather and grandson flew one behind the other for a full half-hour.

Upon leaving the Imperial Capital, Xia Tianming suppressed his aura to avoid unnecessary complications, so his speed was a bit slow.

But once they were ten thousand miles away from the Imperial Capital, Xia Tianming suddenly erupted with the full speed of an Earth Tier Martial Sovereign, leaving with Xia Feng in his wake.

Soon afterward, at a mountain shrouded in dense fog, Xia Tianming descended.

Xia Feng glanced around, finding he couldn't use spiritual power to sense the surroundings,

which surprised him. After all, he was already a Half-Emperor, yet these mists could still block his senses?

"Mist Beast Mountain, a gathering place for Sacred Beasts comparable to the Top Grade Sacred Land of the Great Xia Empire,"

Xia Tianming explained to Xia Feng, "These mists can shield from detections below an Earth Tier Martial Sovereign; even for a Celestial Tier Martial Sovereign, it's difficult to feel anything if they're a bit far away."

"Don't underestimate this place, it even used to have Yellow Tier Emperor Level Emperor Beasts."

"There used to be Emperor Beasts, but none now?" Xia Feng was a bit stunned, not expecting this place to have such a deep history.

"Yes, when I first broke through to Yellow Tier Martial Sovereign, I wanted to find someone to spar with, later hearing about Emperor Beasts causing trouble in nearby towns, I took the initiative to lead troops here."

Xia Tianming chuckled heartily.

So it turns out the Exotic Beast here was dealt with by his grandfather. Xia Feng's mouth twitched, making the place seem more ordinary at once.

Under Xia Tianming's lead, the two finally reached a cave.

The cave was ten meters wide and about five meters high, with mist inside even thicker; Xia Feng stayed close behind Xia Tianming, finding it difficult to sense him if Xia Tianming vanished into the fog.

"This is it, where the Mountain Rock Dragon Lizard used to hide. Cultivating here, no matter how much commotion you cause, it won't be transmitted outside."

Xia Tianming stopped walking, tapping on the solid rock wall around them and then nodding in approval.

Xia Feng looked closely, noticing these rock walls seemed alive, inhaling and exhaling mist as if the fog outside was created by them.

"The skin shed by the Mountain Rock Dragon Lizard during its transformation, this thing is cunning, average at fighting but exceptional at hiding," Xia Tianming explained to Xia Feng's puzzled expression.

Then, Xia Tianming tossed out a bead, creating a clear space around them.

The Dust-avoiding Pearl, usable in any outdoor environment and terrain, creating a suitable space for rest.

This item wasn't very valuable and was often carried by Martial Emperors and Martial Saints who loved treasure hunting.

The time was no longer early, so the two sat cross-legged and began to enter the world of dreams.

Under Xia Feng's guidance, Xia Tianming quickly arrived again in the Dream Realm.

After a life-and-death battle with Xia Tianming, Xia Tianming's understanding of the Great Dao of Space had risen another level; in the five-hundredth year, he broke through a small realm, a speed that astonished Xia Feng time and again.

Compared to his grandfather, he was much slower.

The Supreme Technique, which had previously resisted Xia Naiwu's full-force attack, now lost its golden characteristics, becoming an ordinary Saint Level Top Grade Technique.

Xia Feng researched for a long time without restoring it, reluctantly turning to focus on condensing the Great Dao Rules.

It seemed that to restore the Supreme Technique to its original state, the remaining half of it had to be found.

Setting this matter aside, Xia Feng now aimed to become a true Martial Sovereign.

Grandfather and grandson continued their cultivation, while Xia Tianming was not idle on his end.

After a battle with Xia Tianming, the defeated Xia Tianming's mind twisted extremely, his eyes blood-red and unaware of restraint, now more demonic than demons.

"What kind of demeanor is this!?"

Xia Donghai stood in front of him, his gaze suddenly cold, and then a swift slap landed.

This slap was so fast Xia Tianming couldn't dodge it, nor dared to, taking it forcefully.

A slap from a Celestial Tier Fifth Layer Martial Sovereign, even if restrained, caused dizziness and stars before his eyes.

The demonic transformation on his body quickly faded, his eyes returning to their original state.

"Just a useless fool, losing the throne, and are you done for life?"

Xia Donghai pointed at him coldly, then sat back in his seat, showing a disappointed expression.

"Back then, when you framed your brother, I did not punish you because I recognized your mindset and scheming."

"Your brother was an obsessed martial artist, repeatedly telling me he didn't want to be Emperor Xia, but he had an Innate Emperor Body, if he didn't become Emperor Xia, then who would? I needed more time to break through to Martial God!"

"So when your scheming won you the Emperor Body, I sided with you and did not punish you."

"Look at your current state, where is your wit? Where are the means you'd use at any cost to achieve your goals? If I had known, I should have insisted on selecting your brother after all!"

Upon this scolding, Xia Tianming finally awoke, hurriedly kneeling and saying, "Father, I realize my mistake, please don't be angry."

"What are your plans now?" Xia Donghai sat in his chair, looking coldly at him.

Xia Tianming lowered his head, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes before he came up with his daytime idea.

"Xia Tianming defeated me only because of his divine artifact; without it, he's nothing!"

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