Why, why didn't he heed Elder Yan's advice?

He was hesitant before, saying Xia Feng was weak, but the fall of the Celestial Xia Dynasty was right before his eyes.

Yet he still believed General Zhang's slander and chose to fight Xia Feng to the bitter end.

"My...lord, Lord Xia Feng, I beg you to spare my life, I have nothing to do with the Di Xia Dynasty, I'm just trying to make a living!"

The next second, something he never expected happened.

General Zhang, who was just mocking Xia Feng as trash, suddenly dropped to his knees, crying and snotting, bowing to Xia Feng.

"You are a Martial Saint, your magnanimity is vast, please spare a nobody like me! I'm just trying to survive!"

Xia Di and the ministers behind him were all stunned.

They never thought that Grand General Zhang, who was fearless and defiant in the dynasty, would show such a side.

As a Celestial Tier Fifth Layer Martial Emperor, Xia Di had not treated him badly, even granting him the sole position of Grand General in the dynasty.

But the shameless dog begging Xia Feng now is the same General Zhang who was once so domineering in the Di Xia Dynasty, so arrogant on the battlefield?

"Zhang Xiaohui, you bastard, haven't I treated you well under my command for thousands of years?!"

"Bastard! I should have killed you sooner, and I still made you a Grand General!"

Under the eyes of all officials, right in front of him, Zhang Xiaohui begged Xia Feng for mercy, making the Di Xia Emperor feel utterly humiliated, as if his very essence was stripped away, driving someone who values face like life to madness.

"Your Majesty, please, Lord Xia is a Martial Saint powerhouse, begging is not shameful!"

General Zhang quickly turned around, seemingly wanting to calm the Di Xia Emperor, while actually just trying to hold him back from causing havoc in front of Xia Feng, so as not to infuriate him!

"Me, causing a scene?"

Listening to Zhang Xiaohui, Xia Di couldn't believe it, pointing to himself in shock.

Zhang Xiaohui's eyes flashed with vigilance, then he quickly nodded.

This is a Martial Saint powerhouse; we are just a dynasty, what can we use to resist?

Don't mention being a bloodline of the current Emperor Xia, if you were really capable, why would you be thrown here?

The current Emperor Xia has thousands upon thousands of descendants; quite frankly, you are among the least significant.

And everyone knows your bad habits, now with a living Martial Saint in front of you, who cares about your dignity!

And even if the Emperor Xia valued you, who is Xia Feng?

He's from the Reversed Blood Lineage, the grandson of the previous Emperor's Son!

Killing you would bear no burden at all, given the current royal family has long been at odds with him!

Elder Yan clutched his chest, struggling to run over, immediately cupping his hands in a gesture of humility.

"Lord Xia Feng, didn't know you were coming, failed to welcome you properly! My apologies!"

"Elder Yan, you!"

Xia Di's eyes widened, pointing at the white-haired elder, his face turning livid.

"Who the hell is your master, stand firm, and don't grovel in front of me!"

"Your Majesty, I beg you to stop, when Xia Feng was just a Half-Saint, we were already helpless, now he's a Martial Saint, can you calm down?"

Elder Yan, full of sorrow, quickly leaned into Xia Di's ear, whispering his advice.

Elder Yan knew Xia Di's bad habit, desperately needing face, but in front of civil and military officials, when his own people were bowing and scraping before someone else.

Xia Di was stunned, but then he grit his teeth, face twisted and eyes filled with barely suppressed rage.

These people dared to point at him, call him unreasonable, say he's out of touch?

They dared, dared to defy me like this!

Amidst this scene, Xia Di's mind whirled, images of the past in the Imperial Palace flashing through his mind.

Among the royal family, he was one of the least favored by Emperor Xia, bullied by other princes, and ignored by the ministers in the palace.

This led Xia Di to develop an extreme desire to assert his presence from a young age.

But among the princes, he was neither talented nor wise, a mere reject.

Emperor Xia ignored him, palace servants treated him coldly, even his mother, upon realizing his useless nature, put all her attention on Emperor Xia, trying to have another child and never cared for him.

Upon reaching adulthood and being granted the dynasty by the current Emperor Xia, on his first day in the Di Xia Dynasty, he demanded everyone to kneel and bow to him, allowing no one to ignore his voice, his authority, his every move!

The Di Xia Dynasty was his, and everyone was his servant!

Here, what Xia Di said was everything!

That's why he was so angry when Zhang Xiaohui didn't respond, even disregarding his own image to confront him personally.

He feared Xia Feng breaking through to a Martial Saint.

But seeing Zhang Xiaohui and Elder Yan bowing and begging Xia Feng, groveling with false smiles, and the restless civil and military officials behind Elder Yan, something in Xia Di seemed to shatter.

"You traitorous dogs, I'm your emperor! I will kill you all!!"

"Screw you, a bunch of bastards, scum, dogs looking down on me, all of you die! Die! Die!"

He raged, ignoring Xia Feng, completely lost in madness, cursing both the officials now and those who bullied him back in the palace.

Suddenly, the Dantian within the Di Xia Emperor whirled furiously, unleashing the power of a Celestial Tier Ninth Layer Martial Emperor!

"Divine Technique, Daluo Purgatory Palm!"

"Divine Technique, Cyan Nether Sword Technique!"

"Divine Techniques..."

In an instant, the furious Xia Di unleashed four Divine Techniques, ruthlessly attacking Zhang Xiaohui and Elder Yan!

Xia Feng hovered in the air, crossing his legs with an intrigued expression, watching the chaos below.

He found it truly amusing, having only spoken a few words, not even acted, and Xia Di was already violently attacking his own people as if crazed.

What a shame he didn't bring some melon seeds, he could have enjoyed this even more.

"No, Di Xia Emperor, we're all doing this for your sake, for the dynasty's good! You can't do this!"

Elder Yan was shocked, then hurriedly shouted.

"That's a Martial Saint, if you want to die, go die alone, don't drag everyone else with you!"

Zhang Xiaohui's eyes widened in anger, shouting furiously, spiritual power flashing through his body, a set of impressive battle armor appearing on him.

Gripping the towering Meteor Hammer, he fought desperately against Xia Di's divine attacks.

"No, Your Majesty, the old minister is innocent!!"

As for Elder Bai, he was just a civil servant, with a pitiful Realm of Celestial Tier Martial Venerable.

Wailing his last, he was then reduced to ashes by Xia Di's Divine Techniques.

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