Xia Qingyang was furious. The opportunity was within his grasp, yet it slipped away. The Void Cauldron, which was supposed to be his sure possession, was now snatched away by Xia Tianming, who was unexpectedly also a Celestial Tier Ninth Layer Martial Sovereign.

A Celestial Tier Ninth Layer Martial Sovereign, coupled with a divine artifact, was virtually invincible.

Continuing to waste time on the Emperor Dragon Platform was futile, only depleting his Spiritual Qi in vain.

Moreover, he realized that the Void Cauldron held powers beyond what Xia Tianming had demonstrated.

It seemed that Xia Tianming might have been hiding some terrifying secret technique.

Thinking of this, Xia Qingyang decided not to persist any longer; after all, he was also someone who highly valued bloodlines.

Xia Tianming shared the Xia surname and was the current Emperor Xia.

Moreover, he had reached the Celestial Tier Ninth Layer Martial Sovereign realm before even turning five thousand.

Such terrifying talent made him the most likely among them to become a Martial God.

With this realization, Xia Qingyang felt much more at ease.

Even if he were to secure the Void Cauldron, it would only increase his chances of becoming a Martial God from five percent to ten percent.

As for Xia Tianming... he felt there was at least a fifty percent chance or more.

"Xia Tianming! This battle cannot count; you won solely because of the Void Cauldron, which is against the rules!"

At that moment, Xia Tianming suddenly stepped forward, pointing angrily at Xia Tianming.

"Without the Void Cauldron, you couldn't possibly be a match for the ancestor. Winning by such means will not gain the approval of any ancestor!"

"You must relinquish the Void Cauldron and compete again with the ancestor, or else no one will acknowledge you!"

He turned his head to the other Emperor Xias, seeking their agreement.

Xia Tianming clenched his teeth, glaring at Xia Tianming with intense resentment.

Perhaps a single Celestial Tier Ninth Layer Martial Sovereign couldn't handle Xia Tianming, but if all the Emperor Xias present joined forces, even with a divine artifact, Xia Tianming would have no escape!

The ninth, tenth, eleventh, and twelfth Emperor Xias heard his words, a glint of greed fleeting in their eyes, but the next second, they all frowned.

Seeing the seventh and eighth Emperor Xias unmoved, they hesitated to express their stance.

Indeed, everyone desired the divine artifact, but they had lost the earlier competition. To vie for it now had no significance.

Moreover... what Xia Qingyang realized, they quickly acknowledged as well.

At this moment, Xia Tianming was too radiant, and the future possibility of the Great Xia Empire becoming a part of the Divine Domain perhaps did rest on him alone.

After contemplating, these individuals made the same choice as Xia Qingyang.

"Why are you all..."

Seeing the former Emperor Xias silent, Xia Tianming was instantly stunned.

This didn't align with his plan. Logically, with all ten Emperor Xias united, how could a single Xia Tianming withstand them?

At that point, wouldn't Xia Tianming have no choice but to obediently hand over the Void Cauldron?

Though he harbored such thoughts, unfortunately, not everyone shared his dark and selfish motives.

Among the former Emperor Xias, most were still inclined towards the Xia Family and the Great Xia Empire.

If Xia Tianming were to become a Martial God, they would equally benefit from his guidance.

Moreover, as elders, communicating with Xia Tianming wouldn't bear as much pressure.

As Xia Tianming demonstrated his extraordinary strength, talent, and fortune, an unconscious shift occurred in the mindsets of the former Emperor Xias.

"Oh, right, I almost forgot about you."

On the Emperor Dragon Platform, Xia Tianming's expression turned cold. He stepped off the platform, advancing toward Xia Tianming.

Xia Tianming's pupils contracted, and terror surged forth in his heart.

Memories of his past actions against Xia Tianming flooded his mind.

Using living human sacrifices, collaborating with the Martial Sovereign of Lingxiao Pavilion to arrange a malevolent array.

Executing secret techniques to forcibly strip his Emperor Body, driving him to the Zhan Tian Dynasty.

During Xia Emperor's sanctioned second seclusion, collaborating with twelve Martial Sovereigns to shatter Xia Tianming's dantian at the Zhan Tian Dynasty...

These scenes flashed tirelessly in his mind.

Staring at the approaching Xia Tianming, unknowingly, Xia Tianming's legs began to tremble.

"What are you going to do? Our competition has already ended, and the Xia Emperor title is yours. What more do you want?"

Xia Tianming remained silent, the only response from him was the overwhelming killing intent radiating from him!

As Xia Tianming was about to make his move, Xia Donghai couldn't hold back anymore and shouted.

"Xia Tianming, you've already surpassed the ancestors and become the current Emperor Xia. Are you about to break the ancestral rules and kill your brother in front of everyone today?"

Xia Tianming turned to look at him, his eyes cold as if looking at a stranger.

"Yes, the Xia Family has ancestral rules. Apart from the competition for the Xia Emperor, we must not harm one another."

"But who told you that I'm going to kill him?"

Xia Tianming said word by word, looking at Xia Donghai. The atmosphere around them plunged to freezing.

Suddenly, Xia Tianming moved. He flashed in front of Xia Tianming and then extended his right hand, tightly gripping his neck.

His other hand was placed on Xia Tianming's dantian, with terrifying power of the void gathering in his palm.

Everyone could see what Xia Tianming intended to do.

"Father, ancestors, save me!"

Xia Tianming was consumed with fear, having lost the position of the Xia Emperor; he couldn't afford to lose his strength as well!

"I can't become a cripple, I'm begging you!"

He turned his head and hoarsely pleaded with Xia Donghai.

"Tianming, let it go."

Xia Qingyang sighed as he watched, "If we lose one Martial Sovereign in the Great Xia Empire, our strength will diminish. Tianming is currently an Earth Tier Seventh Layer Martial Sovereign. Given some time, he should be able to breakthrough to a Celestial Tier Martial Sovereign soon."

"If such a powerful martial artist were to be crippled, it would be a significant loss for the Great Xia Empire."

"Ancestor, you're jesting."

Xia Tianming couldn't help but sneer. He still held respect for Xia Qingyang but had no mercy for Xia Tianming.

"I was once also a Celestial Tier Ninth Layer, my strength not weaker than his, yet I was deceived and plotted against, my realm falling all the way to Martial King."

"Even as a mortal, I was able to return to the Martial Sovereign Realm."

"He bears the Great Emperor Body, does he truly lack the ability to cultivate back?"

Xia Tianming's words rendered Xia Qingyang speechless.

He sighed, realizing that Xia Tianming's mind was made up and no longer tried to persuade him.

"No, no, you can't cripple me. I can compensate, anything I have, I can give to you as compensation!"

Seeing the ancestors no longer helping him, Xia Tianming panicked. His knees went weak, and he knelt on the ground, pleading with Xia Tianming without dignity or pride.

"You said it yourself."

The voice responding to him was emotionless from Xia Tianming.

"Rip!"

The next moment, Xia Tianming's left hand plunged into Xia Tianming's abdomen, extracting a crystalline, dark, extraordinary object.

"Then use this as compensation." Xia Tianming looked down at Xia Tianming, revealing a cruel smile.

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