Facing the fierce blade, Xia Haiwei neither dodged nor evaded, his resolute face showing no trace of emotion, as his pupils were fixed only on the sharp weapon in Xia Qingyang's hand!

In just one second, Xia Qingyang struck out twenty-one times, each strike carrying the terrifying Great Dao of the Gale!

Xia Haiwei sidestepped, using a speed incongruent with his physique, deftly dodging these twenty-one strikes, and then lifted the giant axe from below, executing a Mountain-Piercing Slash!

Violent flames suddenly combusted on the giant axe, Xia Qingyang's face turned grave as he channeled all his Spiritual Power into his feet, rapidly retreating!

The giant axe hit nothing, and Xia Haiwei snorted coldly, continuing his pursuit without giving Xia Qingyang any respite.

"Bang bang bang!"

The longsword and giant axe clashed continuously in mid-air, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi turned from gentle to violent, and countless substantial ripples of Spiritual Qi exploded from all directions!

"You've made significant progress in strength!"

Xia Qingyang retreated rapidly, his every step on the ground causing cracks to appear.

Xia Haiwei took a deep breath, having just attacked with full force. Although Xia Qingyang appeared battered, he had not yet taken the initiative to attack.

The two in the sky tangled ceaselessly, then separated, only to entangle once more.

The Emperor Dragon Platform's construction materials are Red Rock Diamonds, said to be unbreakable by a Martial Sovereign.

This material is extremely rare, with only 100,000 tons in storage within the entire Great Xia Empire.

Under the clash of these two, the Emperor Dragon Platform gradually became dilapidated, with countless fragments flying about, causing the other former Xia Emperors below to feel heartache.

Yet they dared not rashly intervene in the duel, only hoping they would quickly determine a victor.

"Cyan Nether Cloud-Splitting Slash!"

From above came Xia Qingyang's roar, his longsword suddenly soaring skyward, surrounded by a chilling sheen as cyan-green Sword Qi spun around the blade!

Xia Haiwei's expression changed slightly, as he raised his giant axe high, refusing to be outdone, and roared.

"Frenzied Spirit Axe, Dragon Flame Sky Breaker!"

The two ultimate techniques burst forth, the cyan-green and massive fiery red exploded in mid-air, painting the sky in a strangely captivating hue.

Their attacks contained extremely sharp edges, filling the faces of the onlookers below with intensity and shock. The subsequent Xia Emperors could hardly fathom the terrifying power of Xia Qingyang and Xia Haiwei.

If anyone else from the platform were to replace them, even the aftermath of these moves would cause continuous blood-spitting. A direct hit might leave them not far from death.

Neither side held back the slightest. For the Divine Artifact Void Cauldron and to break through to Martial God, they had already given it their all.

The crowd looked up at the dust in the sky, watching intently, unaware of who could emerge victorious in this terrifying battle.

The cyan-green and fiery red hues reflected in the sky stalemate fiercely, appearing calm and peaceful, but in truth, both sought to ravenously devour the other.

Xia Haiwei's complexion was slightly worse than Xia Qingyang's, his hand gripping the giant axe trembling slightly. The degree of Xia Qingyang's Divine Body seemed beyond his expectations, suggesting it had surpassed fifty percent judging by the earlier outburst!

"I didn't expect you'd break through in the midst of battle!" he gritted his teeth, looking at Xia Qingyang in disbelief.

Xia Qingyang's face also appeared a bit pale, but in the earlier clashes, his extraordinary talent unexpectedly pushed the cohesion of his Divine Body to fifty-one percent, vaguely exuding a transcendent aura.

Gradually, the cyan-green light began infiltrating the fiery red, and Xia Qingyang formed seals with both hands, shouting angrily: "Break!"

With a command, the vast energy wave in the sky exploded directly in the onlookers' eyes!

The cyan-green fiercely suppressed the fiery red—the Eighth Xia Emperor, though unhappy and unwilling, ultimately held a Divine Body that was slightly inferior.

Surpassing fifty percent in Divine Body cohesion represented a watershed; many cannot cross it their entire lives.

The fifty percent and ninety percent thresholds are the two greatest obstacles in Divine Body refinement.

Every breakthrough brings unrivaled power, and divinity becomes more substantial.

After surpassing fifty percent and until ninety percent, there will not be significant barriers.

Breaking past ninety percent almost guarantees at least a leap to Demigod.

"Broken past fifty percent, unexpected. The strength of the Seventh Ancestor is indeed formidable to this extent."

Xia Tianming slightly shook his head, feeling a sense of respect.

The Eighth Xia Emperor roared, continuously increasing the output of Spiritual Power, crazily chopping with the giant axe.

He dared not delay; he had to exert all his strength to resolve the battle in the shortest time possible.

Victory could only be achieved in this manner.

Facing the momentum-swelling Xia Haiwei, Xia Qingyang remained calm and composed, steadily responding to each of his moves.

Half a stick of incense later, Xia Haiwei, still unable to overcome Xia Qingyang, could only sigh helplessly, slowly landing on the ground, stepping off the Emperor Dragon Platform.

"I concede."

The battle's outcome was already destined; his significantly depleted Spiritual Power left him with no further capital to defeat Xia Qingyang.

After all, they were of the same Xia Family; he couldn't treat him like a true external enemy and spare no expense to obliterate him.

With his Divine Body surpassing fifty percent, Xia Qingyang was now on a different level, and Xia Haiwei knew how formidable his second uncle was, leading to the same result if they continued.

Despite losing the Divine Artifact, it was clear that if anyone here had the potential to break through to the Martial God Realm, it was surely Xia Qingyang.

Rather than antagonize him, it would be better to proactively yield the Void Cauldron. This way, there might be a chance for guidance from a future Martial God.

The victor chosen from all successive top ten Xia Emperors had emerged, being the oldest and most experienced Seventh Xia Emperor, Xia Qingyang.

Xia Qingyang landed on the ground, emotionally charged, staring intently with extreme excitement at the Void Cauldron beside Xia Tianming.

"Tianming, the competition has concluded, the strongest has been chosen, and per your and Xiao Feng's pledge, isn't it time to hand over the Void Cauldron obediently?"

Xia Qingyang squinted slightly, eyes locked on the Void Cauldron, unable to avert his gaze.

"Of course, as previously stated, the Void Cauldron must be held by the strongest entity among the Xia Emperors." Xia Feng nodded with a smile.

"Indeed, that is correct."

Xia Qingyang stroked his goatee, nodding with a smile.

"Congratulations to the Seventh Ancestor for winning, but..."

At this 'but,' Xia Qingyang whipped around with a harsh expression.

The other Xia Emperors also cast their gazes at Xia Feng, the atmosphere suddenly freezing to the extreme.

They couldn't believe that Xia Feng would go back on his word now, aware that anyone here could easily crush him. How could he have grounds for reneging?

"Did the Seventh Ancestor forget that there is still another Xia Emperor standing here?"

Xia Feng raised his head amicably, revealing a sunny smile, and then pointed at Xia Tianming.

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