"You, after receiving news of me, tried every possible means to kill me."

"First, you mobilized the Three Great Dynasties, then sent out the Middle Grade Sacred Lands, and the Ten Great Upper Grade Sacred Lands."

"As an Emperor's Son, the resources you can command are terrifying, yet even so, I still stand here in the Imperial Capital before you, safe and sound."

"So tell me, is it that I surpass you in every way, or are you just an utter waste?"

Xia Feng's words were like daggers, piercing Xia Naiwu's heart, leaving him momentarily speechless.

His face turned a purplish blue, and as the other ancestors heard Xia Feng's words, they couldn't help but cast strange glances at Xia Naiwu, taking another look at him.

In this world where martial arts are supreme, strength is everything.

At that time, Xia Naiwu's realm and resources far exceeded Xia Feng's by countless times.

Yet even so, he still failed to achieve his goal; instead, Xia Feng arrived in the Imperial Capital, trampling on his pride.

Xia Naiwu trembled with rage, unable to accept either admitting that Xia Feng's abilities far surpassed his own or admitting that he was a worthless failure.

"Bastard! You're just a boy who only knows how to be glib, surviving merely by luck and deceit."

"Didn't your grandfather want you to become the Emperor's Son? Fine! I'll give you that chance!"

Xia Naiwu's eyes burned with fury as he gritted his teeth and roared, "Since you claim to be so extraordinarily gifted, defeat me here in front of the Emperors Xia!"

"As long as you can beat me, I'll let you have the position of Emperor's Son, but if you lose, I want you to destroy your Emperor Body and abolish your Dantian, never to set foot on the path of cultivation again!"

"Do you dare?!"

Xia Naiwu's bet was enormous, causing a commotion among the ministers below.

The loser not only had to abolish their Dantian but could never again tread the path of martial arts.

He was a Martial Sovereign, but Xia Feng was just a Half-Emperor. How could he make such a demand?

Yet Xia Naiwu did, and he did so in front of the whole world.

Xia Feng looked at the enraged Xia Naiwu and couldn't help but laugh.

"Fine, I accept your challenge."

Xia Naiwu was taken aback, not expecting Xia Feng to actually agree.

"What... did you say?" He frowned, asking again, doubting if he heard correctly.

"I said I accept your challenge," Xia Feng said calmly, "Since you want to gamble, then let's do it."

"This was your own proposal — the one who loses not only has to give up the position of Emperor's Son but also must destroy their realm."

"Hahaha, good!"

Xia Naiwu was ecstatic, wondering if Xia Feng had lost his mind. How could a Half-Emperor dare to accept a match against a Martial Sovereign?

This was nothing short of suicidal!

The past Emperors Xia raised their eyebrows, and the seventh ancestor, Xia Qingyang, flashed a sharp light in his eyes, sizing Xia Feng up, then revealing a knowing expression.

Xia Tianming seemed to have realized something. He gripped Xia Naiwu's wrist tightly, his expression tense, "Son, Xia Feng isn't foolish; he might have a trick up his sleeve!"

"Don't worry, Father. No matter what tricks he has, he's still just a Half-Emperor. Even if he breaks through to Martial Sovereign, at most, he's just at the First Layer!"

"Xia Tianming crippled you; I will cripple his grandson. I won't swallow this grievance!"

"Rest assured!"

Looking at Xia Naiwu's chest-thumping, confident demeanor, Xia Tianming hesitated.

But just as he was about to speak, he swallowed his words back down.

Perhaps he was overthinking. Even if Xia Feng was a prodigious talent breaking through to Martial Sovereign, he would be at most Yellow Tier First Layer, while Xia Naiwu was already at the Second Layer, nearly stepping into the Third Layer.

Moreover, Xia Feng did not possess the Void Cauldron; he couldn't rely on a Divine Artifact to crush his opponent.

All signs pointed to Xia Naiwu having the better chance of winning.

So, after Xia Feng accepted the bet, Xia Naiwu invited the ten past Emperors Xia as witnesses, then leapt onto the Emperor Dragon Platform.

Xia Feng took out the Qingxue Sword from his Storage Ring, and upon entering the Emperor Dragon Platform, his aura of a Yellow Tier Second Layer Martial Sovereign erupted!

"As expected, he had a trick!"

Xia Tianming's pupils contracted sharply. He knew it!

Xia Tianming and his grandson were both cunning and deceitful, never engaging in a losing bet.

But soon, his anxiety eased greatly.

Even though Xia Feng had hidden his power, he was still just a Second Layer Martial Sovereign.

Xia Naiwu possessed the Innate Emperor Body, and his combat experience far surpassed Xia Feng's. His chances of winning this battle were still higher.

"Yellow Tier Second Layer Martial Sovereign? Is this your trump card?"

Xia Naiwu lifted his leg, fiercely kicking Xia Feng's Qingxue Sword, pinning it down to the ground.

He looked at Xia Feng, his face twisted, saying, "You've got some skill, but it's not enough!"

Then, Xia Naiwu unleashed his Domain Power!

Blood Demon Hell!

A blood-scented whirlwind swept through, with countless malevolent spirits and horrifying skeletons flying in the air, while the ground seeped with blood, looking extremely eerie.

"You and your father cultivate the Great Dao of Asura and the Great Dao of Blood Demon. Truly father and son—the evil truly runs in the family."

Xia Feng forcefully stomped his foot, creating a giant crater, instantly annihilating all the evil spirits attempting to ambush him.

"Die!"

Xia Naiwu's eyes turned blood-red as two bat-like wings, dripping with blood, sprouted from his back.

He clasped his hands together, and blood-red Spiritual Qi erupted from his palms, brewing an extraordinarily terrifying energy within.

Without any reservations, he unleashed all his power from the start.

His aim was to swiftly trample Xia Feng, who had insulted him, underfoot and completely destroy him in front of the entire world!

By then, everyone would know who truly was the waste between him and Xia Feng!

Xia Feng looked up at the monstrous Xia Naiwu in the sky, his expression unchanged.

The blood-red sphere flew toward Xia Feng at terrifying speed, evaporating all the air in its path, terrifying to the extreme.

The Flying Generals of Lingxiao Pavilion, mostly of Yellow Tier and some Profound Tier Martial Sovereigns, couldn't help but worry for Xia Feng upon seeing Xia Naiwu's attack.

The energy within was immense, gathering all of Xia Naiwu's essence blood and Spiritual Qi.

Moreover, his Martial Techniques were augmented by the Nine Orifice Exquisite Heart.

Faced with this attack, even a Yellow Tier Fifth Layer Martial Sovereign would find it troublesome.

Just as the blood-red sphere approached Xia Feng, he gently raised his hand, then waved it.

"Boom!"

With a loud crash, this blood-red sphere was swatted away like a ball by Xia Feng!

His arm emitted faint blood-colored steam, but he remained completely unharmed.

In Xia Naiwu's shocked gaze, ten different types of Great Dao Rules appeared behind Xia Feng!

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