But dispatching a Martial Sovereign from the Lingxiao Pavilion of the Empire for one person is truly shocking.

The shadow sighed in the air, feeling that although Xia Naiwu's actions were too ostentatious, being just a servant, he had no place to voice his opinion.

"Once this is over, who knows how those Xia lords will handle the Emperor's Son..."

He couldn't help but shake his head.

Lingxiao Pavilion.

The tallest and most magnificent tower in the Imperial Capital, standing at the very center, built up to twenty-four floors, approximately four hundred meters high.

Though the Martial Sovereigns nurtured by the Great Xia Empire, the existence of the Lingxiao Pavilion consists solely of those at the pinnacle of the Martial Dao.

They are the Xia Family's strength on the surface, twenty-four people, guarding twenty-four territories of the Great Xia Empire.

The lower twelve of them once took action against the Reversed Blood Lineage.

The previous Emperor's Son, Xia Tianming, was titled War Celestial Emperor, and when the entire clan migrated to the Zhan Tian Dynasty, he still possessed the cultivation of a Martial Sovereign.

Even though his Emperor Body was stripped away and his realm plummeted, falling from a Celestial Tier Sixth Layer Martial Sovereign to a Yellow Tier Ninth Layer Martial Sovereign.

Having a Martial Sovereign in a dynasty is a terrifying matter.

Initially, surrounding dynasties, like the Three Great Dynasties of Heaven, Earth, and Man, were quite submissive to the Zhan Tian Dynasty, occasionally sending tributes, fearing the former Emperor's Son, once known as the number one in the Empire.

Until the last Emperor Xia retreated into seclusion once more, the uneasy Xia Tianming struck fiercely again!

The lower twelve Martial Sovereigns from Lingxiao Pavilion were known as the Twelve Flying Generals of the Empire, while the upper twelve were called Dragon Generals.

The lower defended internally, while the dragons waged war abroad.

And this time, Xia Tianming mobilized all twelve of the lower Lingxiao Pavilion's Flying Generals to Zhan Tian Dynasty, under the charge of conspiracy, crippling the last remnants of Xia Tianming's power as well.

Under the combined assault of twelve Martial Sovereigns, Xia Tianming's Great Dao was devoured, and his dantian exploded. Only when his realm dropped to Martial King did Xia Tianming let them stop.

That day, the Zhan Tian Dynasty was destroyed, leaving Xia Tianming on the brink of death. Due to clan rules, he dragged his broken body, taking his son and daughter-in-law to the most remote and downtrodden Xingyu City to eke out a living.

And just like that, twenty-five years passed.

At this moment, a figure with a vicious scar on his face, exuding a fierce aura, stood on the seventh floor of the tower,

Liao Changfei gazed into the distance, his eyes gradually growing cold.

"I didn't expect that after twenty-five years, I would have to do the same thing again." He said expressionlessly, leaning on his broad giant sword.

"A Celestial Tier Ninth Layer Martial Saint mastering four hundred and ninety rules is, at best, equal to a Half-Emperor. With Xia Tianming dead, Xia Naiwen being less than a hundred years old, after more than twenty years, he may only have cultivated to the realm of Martial Venerable."

"Facing such opponents, the Emperor's Son actually assigned me to take the field?"

Before him, a shadowed figure with the cultivation of a Celestial Tier Eighth Layer Martial Saint knelt on one knee, clasping his fists respectfully: "This person has become a major concern for the Emperor's Son. As a powerful Martial Sovereign of the Emperor's Lineage, only you can handle this person."

"Not to hide from General Liao, Xia Tianming's grandson is truly bizarre. When he had just broken through to a Martial Saint, we dispatched people from a Middle Grade Sacred Land to act, but he directly stormed into that Middle Grade Sacred Land, unleashing the power of an Earth Tier Martial Saint, massacring both the Saint Master, Vice Saint Master, and several core Elders!"

"We initially thought he was concealing his strength. Later, the Emperor's Son sent me to the northwest corner of Beizhou to make contact with the Ten Great Upper Grade Sacred Lands there, requesting their intervention to slay this individual."

"Yet, the twenty Earth Tier Fifth Layer Martial Saints they sent were half-slain by that brat in Xingyu City, with the remainder fleeing back to the Sacred Lands in disarray."

"They all say they don't know how, but Xia Feng's realm suddenly surged to a Celestial Tier Martial Saint, possessing numerous treacherous methods, extremely hard to handle!"

Liao Changfei listened in silence, not speaking.

"After about a month, the Ten Great Upper Grade Sacred Lands gathered once more, ultimately deciding to take collective action to avoid further mishaps."

"They swore an oath at the Black Tortoise Platform, preparing for action, when that brat appeared. He concealed himself in the thunderclouds and upon his first appearance, unleashed the aura of a Celestial Tier Ninth Layer Martial Saint, wielding the abilities of ten Daos of Elements in succession!"

"He's an Innate Emperor Body, eligible to condense the Emperor Body, yet he chose to cultivate the ten Daos of Elements instead?"

Liao Changfei couldn't help but frown hearing this question.

"This, I also can't comprehend," the shadow shook his head, "but this child is truly too bizarre, never following the usual path. It's as if the stronger you are, he becomes even stronger!"

"Even the Emperor's Son has started to lose his composure, which is why he sent me to seek your assistance, General," the shadow flattered once more, "only with your intervention can all those unforeseen occurrences be avoided!"

"A prodigy in his twenties cultivating to Celestial Tier Ninth Layer Martial Saint isn't impossible, especially with an Innate Emperor Body."

Liao Changfei chuckled, "But claiming he reached Martial Sovereign by his twenties is sheer foolishness. It's clear the Emperor's Son wishes to play it safe."

"But that's alright, report back to the Emperor's Son, as a person of the Emperor's Lineage, I will naturally act when the Emperor's Son is in need. He may rest assured, I will set out immediately, and in a month, personally bring back Xia Feng's head to present to him."

"Thank you, my lord!"

The shadow bowed once more, as the terror-inducing figure before him picked up the giant sword spanning over two meters, taking a step forward, transforming into a crimson fiery meteor, heading with soaring momentum towards the northwest direction.

This giant meteor instantly sparked a massive uproar in the Imperial Capital.

"A Martial Sovereign from Lingxiao Pavilion has acted, who is it?!"

"The red fiery spiritual power... it's the Seventh Flying General, General Liao!"

"My god, to deploy a Martial Sovereign again, what's going on? Is there an invasion in the southeast of the East Sea?"

"No, look where Lord Liao is heading, it's clearly the northwest corner of our Great Xia Empire!"

"The northwest corner? What's out there, wait, could it be the recent hot sensation..."

"Shut up, do you want to live? Don't talk recklessly about things you shouldn't!"

For a moment, numerous nobles and common vendors engaged in discussions over the matter, causing the shadow to break into a cold sweat.

Fortunately, the ancients in the main hall, mostly reclusive for decades, showed scarce interest in worldly affairs, giving Xia Naiwu a chance to act.

Lingxiao Pavilion's twenty-four Martial Sovereigns, the Seventh Flying General Liao Changfei, under the Emperor's Son's command, took action in the 496524th year of the Great Xia Empire, to seize and slay Xia Feng.

Many did not foresee that his intervention would directly change the fate of the entire Imperial Capital!

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