Dozens of brilliant lights shone in the Imperial Capital of the Rizhao Empire, as the Martial Sovereign of the Great Xia Empire exerted full strength.

In almost an instant, a significant portion of the Imperial Capital of the Rizhao Empire had been destroyed by violent explosions.

Countless buildings collapsed, and the once-glorious Imperial Capital turned into a scene of devastation.

Seeing this, the Cyan Emperors of all generations were furious, their eyes bloodshot, wishing they could tear the Martial Sovereign of the Great Xia Empire before them limb from limb!

But since they were all Celestial Tier Ninth Layer Martial Sovereigns, none could overpower the other. In particular, the second Cyan Emperor kept retreating under Xia Qingyang's fierce attacks.

The second Cyan Emperor had a more esteemed title than the Seventh Xia Emperor, but in actuality, the Great Xia Empire was established earlier, and this second Cyan Emperor was ten thousand years younger than Xia Tianming.

Originally, Yun Zhonghe could suppress Xia Qingyang, but now with the strongest warriors of the Rizhao Empire dead, no one could restrain Xia Qingyang.

The two sides engaged in fierce combat mid-air. The Celestial Tier Martial Sovereigns of the Great Xia Empire appeared quite relaxed, even having an extra Celestial Tier Sixth Layer Fourteenth Xia Emperor observing the battle, reinforcing where needed.

They didn't intend to kill the Cyan Emperors of the past; rather, it was a strategy of delay.

The only goal was to facilitate Xia Feng's actions below!

At this moment, Xia Feng was leading ten women, unleashing death in all directions. A giant python, several hundred meters long, emerged from his sleeve, viciously lunging at the nearest Teng Jiu Building's Martial Sovereign.

The Rizhao Empire had recruited over forty foreign Martial Sovereigns, seventeen of whom had been killed by Xia Feng earlier, with five dispatched by the army, leaving just over twenty now.

However, the levels of these twenty or so were not high, mostly at the Profound Tier with a few at the Earth Tier, nowhere near matching Xia Feng's side in quality or quantity!

With the Cyan Emperors restrained, they were like lambs to the slaughter, being massacred by Xia Feng and the ten women.

Lightning, fire, and various martial techniques and divine abilities exploded in the Imperial Capital of the Rizhao Empire. In less than ten minutes, there were already five corpses of Rizhao Empire's Martial Sovereigns lying on the ground.

Five Martial Sovereigns, all turned to corpses within ten minutes—it was a frightfully fast rate of demise.

Now, with only just over twenty Martial Sovereigns remaining in the Imperial Capital, losing a quarter of them in one blow, the other foreign Martial Sovereigns couldn't help but cry out to the sky.

"Cyan Emperor, save me!"

"Damn it, hang in there! Repel the Martial Sovereigns of the Great Xia Empire, and I'll reward each of you with one hundred pieces of Top Grade Dragon Marrow!"

The current Cyan Emperor was barely defending himself against the attacks of the Thirteenth Xia Emperor, not daring to be distracted further.

His realm was even one layer lower than the Thirteenth Xia Emperor; that he managed to hold on this long was no small feat.

So, he could do nothing but promise generous rewards, hoping they would fight to the death.

The foreign Martial Sovereigns of the Rizhao Empire looked up to see both the current and past Cyan Emperors struggling, and their determination began to waver.

Especially when the seventh corpse appeared, finally one Martial Sovereign couldn't hold back, abruptly rising from the ground.

"Damn it, I'm not fighting anymore! Top Grade Dragon Marrow or not, saving my own life is what matters most!"

"Bastard, you dare to flee!"

The second Cyan Emperor was furious upon seeing this, and in a rare break from combat, fiercely struck out with his palm.

A pair of colossal hands projected down suddenly from the sky, slamming hard onto the escaping Profound Tier Martial Sovereign.

"Pfff!"

The Profound Tier Martial Sovereign was struck squarely, pausing mid-air, then vomiting blood before his body shattered into pieces!

"Anyone else who dares to flee will meet the same end!"

The second Cyan Emperor roared.

"Hahaha, this is hilarious. Useless against outsiders, but ruthless towards your own!"

Xia Qingyang laughed heartily, then turned to shout to the foreign Martial Sovereigns of the Rizhao Empire below, "The world is vast, but nothing is more important than your own life—just a moment ago I was negligent, but I won't let him have another chance to strike. If you want to run, now's the time!"

"Xia Qingyang, you!" The second Cyan Emperor's veins bulged; he pointed at Xia Tianming, gritting his teeth.

"Mind your own business!" Xia Qingyang said coldly, slashing another sword at the second Cyan Emperor, forcing him back several steps!

The Martial Sovereigns, momentarily cowed, were once again spurred by Xia Qingyang's words to reconsider.

They were under immense pressure, crushed not only by the number of Earth Tier Martial Sovereign experts, but also a unique Emperor Level Array that allowed the Imperial Prince of the Great Xia Empire to battle on par with a Celestial Tier Martial Sovereign!

Among the seven corpses on the ground, five were slain by him.

Once these Earth Tier Martial Sovereigns were all dead, would it then be the turn of these Profound Tier Martial Sovereigns?

"I've served the Rizhao Empire for tens of thousands of years—I owe them nothing. Ouyang Xuanxue is off first!"

One Profound Tier Ninth Layer Martial Sovereign gritted his teeth, then suddenly rushed towards the west, quickly exiting the battlefield.

The second Xia Emperor was furious, intending to strike again, but Xia Qingyang's attack frequency suddenly surged, leaving him no time to deal with the fleeing Profound Tier Martial Sovereign.

"Ouyang Xuanxue has run, let's go too!"

"The Rizhao Empire is finished. Staying here is a dead end. Better to seek refuge with another empire!"

The remaining Profound Tier Martial Sovereigns wasted no time; with one successful defection, others naturally followed!

"Whiz, whiz, whiz!"

In an instant, these foreign Martial Sovereigns fled in all directions, not bothering with their opponents in front of them.

Some of the combative Martial Sovereigns of the Great Xia Empire wanted to give chase, but Xia Feng raised a hand to stop them.

"No need to complicate matters," Xia Feng looked at the warlike Dragon General, his expression indifferent.

"S-sorry, my lord," the Martial Sovereign apologized hurriedly, face red with embarrassment, bowing his head.

Xia Feng nodded, saying nothing more.

He knew this Dragon General was naturally combative; having such a rare opportunity to clash with a peer was understandably tempting.

Foreign Martial Sovereigns could develop in any empire; there's no need to hang by one tree, especially since their surnames weren't Yun.

For the moment, the past Xia Emperors tightly held down the Cyan Emperors before them, providing the foreign Martial Sovereigns a quick escape route.

Within three breaths, there were no foreign Martial Sovereigns left on the ground.

"The Martial Sovereigns of your Rizhao Empire are truly loyal,"

Xia Qingyang mocked upon seeing this, emphasizing the word "loyal" so heavily that the second Celestial Emperor almost spat blood in anger.

"You scoundrels! Attacking like cowards with superior numbers, what a despicable act!" The second Cyan Emperor howled, clutching his chest, nearly out of breath.

"There is no such thing as despicable in war, and don't forget, you started this war," Xia Qingyang replied coldly.

"That's only because your Imperial Prince first cursed Yun Zhonghe's demise in the Divine Tribulation!"

"Rubbish! Xia Feng is just an Earth Tier Martial Sovereign; how could he disrupt a Celestial Tier Ninth Layer Martial Sovereign's Divine Tribulation!" Xia Qingyang's eyes flared with anger.

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