"Our Di Xia Dynasty has survived until today because of our courage to fight, our resolve to fight to the death, and willingness to sacrifice against our enemies!"

"If everyone acted like you, cowering at the slightest sound and eager to surrender, our dynasty would have fallen long ago!"

"Elder Yan, stop trying to sway His Majesty here. A twenty-three-year-old boy breakthrough to the Earth Tier Martial Emperor in such a short time, I'll concede he's got an Innate Emperor Body!"

"But if you dare say he's a Half-Saint at twenty-three, I'd spit in your face just to wake you up!"

The coarse-talking war general spoke with the rapidity of machine-gun fire, overwhelming Elder Yan.

His old face flushed with anger as he pointed at the war general, exclaiming, "You... you scoundrel! We are discussing matters that concern the dynasty's survival, and here you are, behaving like a shrew, completely disgracing the dignity, yet you claim to be a grand general of the dynasty, utterly disgraceful!"

"Hmph, I think the disgraceful one should be you!" The war general sneered, utterly unmoved by Elder Yan's words.

"Afraid of such a snot-nosed brat, what a waste of living all these years!"

A thoughtful flicker passed through the eyes of Di Xia Emperor Xia Di.

Admittedly, the war general's words were vulgar, but upon closer scrutiny, they held reason.

If Xia Feng were truly a Half-Saint, why would he spare them after destroying the Celestial Xia Dynasty...

If a Half-Saint did come, it would take about two days, right?

But now it's already the eighth day; perhaps General Zhang is right?

If possible, who would want to continue fearing others like this?

Moreover, the opponent is just a snot-nosed kid!

He had even considered migrating south to avoid trouble; now, a surge of shame and indignation arose within him.

"Hear my command!"

Suddenly, Di Xia Emperor Xia Di shouted, shaking the civil and military officials, who then turned and respectfully clasped their hands.

"Your Majesty!"

"I've made my decision. General Zhang, immediately go to the Ren Xia Dynasty and tell Human Xia Emperor Xia Ren that the boy is just bluffing. Have him bring his three Celestial Tier Martial Emperors and join forces in Xingyu City to capture and kill the boy completely!"

"I obey your command!" General Zhang rejoiced upon hearing the order, promptly stepping forward and kneeling, saying, "Rest assured, Your Majesty, I'll unite with the Human Xia Emperor as quickly as possible and won't let the boy escape!"

Other courtiers exchanged glances, all stepping forward to express their intentions to dismember Xia Feng!

Only Elder Yan stood aside, sighing deeply in pain.

That's a naturally born Emperor Body; it's not entirely impossible to become a Half-Saint.

But he was insignificant; his words went unheeded, effectively rendering them useless.

Sadly, no one in the Di Xia Dynasty paid him any mind anymore.

General Zhang took the emperor's decree and turned to leave the Imperial Palace.

But as his left foot crossed the threshold, he froze, unmoving.

"My dear minister, what's wrong? Why aren't you departing? Did you forget something?"

Somewhat puzzled by General Zhang's actions, Di Xia Emperor Xia Di marched forward, contemplating while asking.

"No... it's not... he..."

The only response was General Zhang's mock muted murmurs, not even turning his head.

He didn't want to speak; he was simply dumfounded, utterly paralyzed by the scene before him.

"Not what? What are you saying, as the grand general of my Di Xia Dynasty, why are you speaking as ambiguously as a woman!"

This improper scene instantly fanned the flames of Di Xia Emperor Xia Di, hastening his steps towards General Zhang, angrily berating him!

Yet, General Zhang still ignored him.

It wasn't that he didn't want to respond to His Majesty; his entire body had lost feeling, his flesh and bones totally numbed!

"Why are you still silent? I'm asking you, are you ignoring me?!"

Seeing General Zhang disregarding him as if lifeless, even on this grand occasion with civil and military officials present, made Xia Di feel a complete loss of face.

As the supreme ruler, all high-ranking individuals were concerned with maintaining their pride.

Seeing General Zhang's indifference, Di Xia Emperor instantly pushed his aura to the extreme.

The Nine Heavens Celestial Tier Martial Emperor's aura burst forth, sending the weaker officials recoiling, with some even stumbling to the ground.

Yet General Zhang remained unmoved.

The emperor was furious; since the dynasty's establishment, no subject dared to ignore him like this!

His left hand gathered Spiritual Qi, forming a blue Spiritual Power Pearl.

"Scoundrel! I'm speaking to you!"

The blue pearl was charged with a tyrannical aura, everyone could see the emperor intended to severely punish General Zhang for his disrespect.

Under the watchful eyes of civil and military officials, the emperor, holding the Upper Grade Martial Emperor Skill: Water Dragon Bursting Star, stepped outside the palace gates.

Yet the imagined scene of beating a disrespectful subject did not play out.

The Water Dragon Bursting Star dissipated into nothingness; Di Xia Emperor Xia Di also raised his head slightly, like a statue, standing motionless.

No, not motionless, he trembled, his entire body quivering uncontrollably.

With a gulp, trembling, he spoke.

"No... impossible, you're... a Martial Saint?"

Martial Saint?

Once these words were said, the officials exchanged bewildered glances.

Di Xia Emperor Xia Di raised his head, gazing upward at Xia Feng, five body lengths away from him and General Zhang.

Immense fear welled within him.

"Why, I can't become a Martial Saint?"

Xia Feng sat casually in the air, with a gentle smile, as he watched them.

But now, describing Xia Feng as a Thunder Spirit was more fitting.

His current appearance was enshrouded by leaping silver lightning, a vast Holy Power enveloping the two.

General Zhang and Xia Di, one a Celestial Tier Ninth Layer Martial Emperor and the other a Celestial Tier Fifth Layer Martial Emperor, resembled infants babbling, faced with an immense three-hundred-pound brute.

Helpless, weak, and fearful.

Their expressions changed; they never anticipated the person before them, eight days ago a Half-Saint, now meeting again, became a genuine Martial Saint!

Though Xia Di hadn't met Xia Feng before, through Han Sen's portraits, he had some impression of him.

Upon meeting him in person today, Xia Di was instantly befuddled.

Further down, as if eating dirt, regret and fear mixed inside him, his heart was painfully remorseful!

This is truly a Martial Saint!

Holy Power may be faked, but the rolling lightning on him indeed bore a solid Power of Rules!

The Power of Rules, only cultivators who have comprehended such Great Dao of Rules can unleash!

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