The two looked at their companions beside them, who were somewhat dazed at this moment.

Dongfang Lezhi even took the lead to attack the opponent, with a ferocious expression on his face: "Boy, how dare you insult me like this!"

He then struck Dongfang Lechuan fiercely.

The two were using the Great Dao Rules to clash, and the more they fought, the angrier they got, and the tougher they fought.

Xia Feng's eyebrow couldn't help but twitch, he originally just wanted to confuse these two Martial Gods.

But he didn't know if it was because after his Divine Fire Illusion ignited, his control over the Great Dao Rules became more formidable, or because the divine sense of these two people was really too weak.

Xia Feng just used one-fifth of the Void Cauldron's strength to throw a punch, and these two couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion anymore.

The Great Xia Soldiers below were stunned.

In the past, they had heard that the Great Xia War God was unbeatable in battle, but that was for sieging and capturing territories.

Xia Feng only made real moves in Taihang City and the Great Li Imperial Capital, and only a few had seen his strange moves in the Great Li Imperial Capital.

And at the beginning, the most praised thing was Xia Feng killing a Martial God with a Demigod Realm strike, even though it was widely spread, few actually saw it.

Now Xia Feng was single-handedly taking on two Martial Gods right in front of their eyes.

And he was not at a disadvantage at all!

Though they couldn't understand why the two suddenly started fighting themselves, it was surely the power of Xia Feng, the War God!

Thinking of this, everyone's gaze towards Xia Feng became fervent again.

Xia Feng suddenly felt that the previously thin Power of Faith surged suddenly once more.

He looked down in amazement, discovering the soldiers below looked at him with eyes shining like lights in the night.

Each gaze was more passionate than the last.

With a bit of contemplation, he understood, his expression carrying a hint of amusement.

In that case, let's put on a show to repay the faith of those who believe in me!

Thinking of this, he originally planned to use his Domain to trap these two people, but now he changed his mind.

Xia Feng's palm once again struck the Void Cauldron.

The Void Cauldron is a Space Element Divine Artifact, and Xia Feng's compatibility with it cannot match Xia Tianming's.

But now, after refining it for so long, coupled with Xia Feng now able to use genuine Divine Power, every knock seemed even more grandiose than when Xia Tianming used it before.

It's a pity for those two Martial Gods on the other side, playing the roles of villains in this performance.

Each time the colored ripples swept over them, they seemed to suffer especially fierce attacks.

First, their limbs were shattered, then their organs, and finally their brain.

Yet even so, they still glared at each other with hatred, not looking at Xia Feng or the Great Xia Soldiers below.

Bear in mind, there were a million Great Xia Soldiers below them, if they really tore faces and attacked those soldiers, Xia Feng alone wouldn't necessarily be able to protect them.

Unfortunately, they were completely unaware of anything abnormal due to the Great Dao of Charm.

Even up to the moment their brain shattered, they were still watching the opponent's actions with resentment, not looking at Xia Feng here.

Martial Gods fell, their corpses directly shattered by the Void Cauldron, large amounts of blood scattered from mid-air.

The heavens and earth seemed to mourn, apparently upset over losing two Martial Gods.

Xia Feng clicked his tongue lightly, his fingertip gently tapping the Void Cauldron.

A layer of faint transparent ripples spread out from here, dispelling that inexplicable sorrowful emotion.

The soldiers below also drew out of that sad emotion, with expressions carrying a hint of puzzlement.

Obviously, their Great Xia War God had won, why did they just feel so sad?

Seeing Xia Feng caressing the Void Cauldron, their expressions showed slight realization.

They must have just been infected by the atmosphere of the Martial Gods' deaths, so they felt deeply sad.

Fortunately, there was the Great Xia War God, otherwise, they wouldn't know when they'd be controlled unknowingly.

Thinking of this, these soldiers all kneeled to Xia Feng: "Thank you, Emperor's Son."

Xia Feng paused for a moment, waved his hand to let these people rise, then his gaze subtly fell on the Martial Sovereigns' divine senses spying on him.

After killing two Martial Gods again this time, the Divine Domain above would surely quickly notice the anomaly here.

He must expedite stabilizing the Lower Realm, not to mention the matter of Power of Faith.

If the Lower Realm is not stable, when he charges into the Divine Domain to fight, others might find ways to stab him in the back, even Xia Feng would be spread too thin.

Thinking of this, he tapped the Void Cauldron with his fingertip again, this time not ripples but many transparent blades.

These blades slashed towards the spying divine senses.

Passing over those merely concerned about his condition, dealing with those holding ill intentions.

Then he put away the Void Cauldron, leisurely returned to the tent to rest for a while.

After all, the Void Cauldron is a Divine Artifact, even though his Divine Fire Illusion is already very apparent, using it as deftly as the Qingxue Sword is still somewhat arduous.

Coincidentally he had slain two Martial Gods, the Great Xia People were now worshipping him boundlessly.

The Power of Faith gathered frantically surged, allowing Xia Feng to further advance taking this opportunity.

The Martial Sovereigns whose probing divine senses were shattered by the Void Cauldron blades all held their foreheads, their complexions briefly turning pale.

Even being spied upon, rarely anyone would take such extreme action.

Especially against so many Martial Sovereigns.

But none of these dared utter a curse, fearing they'd be heard even if murmured quietly by Xia Feng, and then the next nation attacked would be theirs.

Inside the surrendered Beiman Empire, the successive Khans sat around the table with somewhat unsightly expressions.

"Given this situation, should our plan proceed as intended?"

The third Khan's complexion wasn't good: "Is there even a need to go on? He just killed two Martial Gods."

"Two Martial Gods, what does that mean?"

"Even if we hand over that Treasure Map, can the exotic beasts in the sea truly stop him?"

The tent was silent, no one spoke.

The first Khan coughed twice, drawing everyone's attention.

Moerkedo did not remember his own age, only knowing that he was getting old and without seeking breakthroughs soon, he likely didn't have many days left to live.

He had brought out that Treasure Map, intending to seek treasure with it back then, yet ended up falling into someone else's trap, collapsing on the way to the ocean.

The contents of the Treasure Map had already become his obsession, even if he couldn't acquire it himself, if he could trap a demigod, it would still be worthwhile.

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