At that moment, Xia Naiwu finally remembered that when Xia Feng was in the Martial Saint realm, he cultivated ten different Heaven and Earth Rules!

At the time, everyone thought he was destroying his own path to becoming an emperor, doing something foolish for short-term explosive power!

In recent days, Xia Naiwu's mind had been preoccupied with Xia Tianming, and he hadn't been concerned about Xia Feng's situation at all.

He even almost overlooked this young man who hadn't yet become a Martial Emperor.

"Extreme Ice, Li Huo, Sword Dao, Sword Dao... he actually transformed ten Heaven and Earth Rules into Great Dao Rules!"

Xia Qingyang's pupils suddenly contracted; he looked at Xia Feng in shock, full of disbelief.

He had lived for hundreds of thousands of years and had seen countless Martial Emperors, but he had never seen a Martial Emperor like Xia Feng, who possessed ten Great Dao Rules.

Everyone knew that upon reaching the Martial Saint realm, cultivating too many Heaven and Earth Rules would exponentially increase the difficulty of condensing the Emperor Body.

In the several hundred thousand years of Great Xia Empire's history, there was only one Martial Saint who cultivated five Heaven and Earth Rules and finally became a Martial Emperor.

After becoming a Martial Emperor, his power surpassed those of the same level by several times, conquering many peers in battle for Great Xia Empire.

However, despite his genius, he never grew to be a Celestial Tier Martial Sovereign. Ultimately, he was ambushed and killed in a great war with the Rizhao Empire, dying with regret.

In the shocked gaze of Xia Naiwu, Xia Feng suddenly appeared before him, holding the Qingxue Sword in one hand and grasping a mass of overwhelming Li Huo in the other.

"Celestial Punishment, Earth Destruction!"

Xia Feng's eyes burst with a sharp light as he unleashed two Divine Techniques immediately.

Divine Techniques are the skills of a Martial Emperor, but after a martial artist breaks through, it doesn't mean these techniques can't be used.

Martial Techniques have levels, and upon reaching a higher realm, martial artists typically re-cultivate their techniques.

Divine Techniques, however, enhance themselves as the practitioner's realm improves.

In the sky, the Qingxue Sword, burning with intense flames, suddenly descended, its blade just a few meters from the suspended Xia Naiwu.

"Explode for me!"

Seeing this, Xia Naiwu furiously shouted, unleashing numerous blood demon energy into the Qingxue Sword.

In an instant, countless blood-colored orbs flew toward the Qingxue Sword in the sky.

But the ground suddenly moved, with black Evil Qi infused with the Dao of Extreme Ice, carrying a chilling cold in addition to a soul-stirring deathly aura.

The flaming Qingxue Sword began exerting pressure as well, pressing down with innumerable blood energies like a massive mountain.

A momentum from the ground condensed into a tornado, charging rapidly towards Xia Naiwu.

Above and below, two Divine Techniques, paired with Li Huo and the Great Dao of Extreme Ice, launched a frenzied attack on Xia Naiwu.

Xia Naiwu's face changed color, feeling an unprecedented pressure from the dual attack.

It's impossible to take it head-on!

This was the instinctive reaction honed from countless battles.

He constantly shifted his gaze, frantically searching for an angle to find a way to escape.

The speed of Celestial Punishment, Earth Destruction was incredibly fast, completing the pincer attack in just three seconds!

Xia Naiwu gritted his teeth, desperately squeezing his Dantian, and at the moment the two attacks merged, he suddenly dodged, barely avoiding the strike in midair!

However, the massive explosion still left him unsteady, tumbling through the air rather embarrassingly.

"No! My son!"

Xia Tianming looked up at the scene and couldn't help but shout heart-wrenchingly.

It wasn't that Xia Tianming valued familial love so much — don't forget he was once Emperor Xia, with only cold indifference towards it.

But times have changed; now he had lost his power and throne, leaving only Xia Naiwu.

One could say Xia Naiwu was his only hope of cultivating again or making a comeback in the future.

Xia Naiwu quickly controlled his spiritual power to stabilize himself, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and quickly turned to locate Xia Feng.

He wasn't content to be passively beaten; he wanted to find a chance to strike back!

"Whoosh!"

"Thunder Punishment!"

Before he could lock onto Xia Feng's position, Xia Feng had already appeared behind him at lightning speed.

His right hand clenched towards the sky, and then a massive lightning bolt quickly condensed, turning the sky into a canopy of black and purple.

"What terrifying thunder power!" Xia Haiwei looked up at the lightning, frowning slightly.

"Not like usual Celestial Thunder, could it be the more aggressive Purple Thunder?" Xia Qingyang also recognized the extraordinary nature of this thunder, nodding subtly as he stroked his chin.

"Multiple Heaven and Earth Rules stacked together, every move like several Martial Emperors acting together; Xia Naiwu has lost."

The ninth Xia Emperor watched the battle, shaking his head.

These Xia Emperors were the elite among Martial Emperors, and just a few moves had already allowed them to determine the outcome of the battle.

"Impossible, you are just a Yellow Tier Second Layer Martial Sovereign; how can you keep unleashing such attacks!"

Xia Naiwu looked incredulously at the giant Purple Thunder in the sky, roaring in defiance, unwilling to be a sitting duck, he also unleashed his Divine Technique.

"Blood Tide!"

With an angry shout, Xia Naiwu's body was immediately enveloped in a mass of blood, which circled around him like a living thing, constantly morphing into sharp spikes.

"Boom!"

The giant Purple Thunder from the sky struck down instantly, and the blood spikes around Xia Tianming's head wrapped tightly above him.

"Damn you, Xia Feng, no one can take my position as Emperor's Son. No matter how talented you are, you won't succeed!"

Xia Naiwu roared, tearing at his throat, the blood spikes rising in response, constantly clashing with the lightning strikes from above.

Xia Feng wasn't idle either; after a cold sneer, he continued to increase his spiritual qi output.

Gradually, these blood spikes gathered from the Blood Demon Domain went from matched to being gradually suppressed by the Purple Thunder.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

With three consecutive layers of Celestial Thunder, each hitting the same spot.

Xia Naiwu couldn't hold on for long; faced with the layered strikes of three Celestial Thunder, his Yellow Tier Second Layer Martial Sovereign power simply couldn't withstand it!

"No!"

A flash of despair crossed his eyes as the massive Purple Thunder finally shattered his blood spikes, crashing down onto him heavily.

A flash of white light, and Xia Naiwu's body instantly became scorched black, his aura wilted as blood flowed copiously from the corner of his mouth.

"I still prefer your previous defiant look."

Xia Feng slowly walked up, placing a foot on the back of Xia Naiwu's head, a form of humiliation that instantly ignited Xia Naiwu's rage.

He wanted to resist desperately, but already severely wounded, he had no strength to move Xia Feng's foot from his head.

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