"Dad..."

It was the first time Xia Feng had seen his father so agitated, but facing the impending enemy, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"Since they've come, we might as well think of a strategy to repel them."

"Son, that's the Yellow Tier Ninth Layer Martial Sovereign. I know your current combat strength can match a Half-Emperor, but a Half-Emperor is not the same as an actual Martial Sovereign."

Xia Naiwen held his forehead, recalling a long time ago in the Zhan Tian Dynasty, when he personally witnessed those Twelve Flying Generals take action, how they destroyed their dynasty, and shattered the world.

"We still have time, don't we, Dad?" Xia Feng raised his head, his gaze gradually firming.

"When soldiers come, we fight them back; when water comes, we cover it with earth. No matter what, since they've come, being afraid is useless."

"Previously, you and Grandpa were bullied by these people in the dynasty. From another perspective, maybe this is just the right opportunity for us to get revenge?" Xia Feng revealed a relaxed smile.

"Although I don't know how fast the Martial Sovereign is, there should still be tens of thousands of years of cultivation time, right?"

"During this time, as long as I make a breakthrough to Martial Sovereign, perhaps there's still hope for a turnaround."

"You have to believe in me, and you must also believe in yourself, Dad."

These words from Xia Feng were like a warm current surging through Xia Naiwen's chest.

He slowly turned his head to look at his son's smiling face, and an unusual feeling welled up inside him.

"You kid..."

He reached out his hand and rubbed Xia Feng's head.

"Hearing you say that, do you think your old man is someone who easily cowers?" Xia Naiwen also smiled.

"Actually, you're right. Since we have already caught the attention of the Martial Sovereign, running away is impossible. We might as well go all out and play with him!"

Xia Naiwen raised his head, gazing in the direction of the Imperial Capital, his eyes becoming sharp.

His father was the previous Emperor Xia of the Empire, strong-willed, and always charging forward.

His son, who came later, neither arrogant nor impetuous, never feared difficulties.

So why would Xia Naiwen fall behind?

In the past, they were persecuted by Xia Tianming, lacking the strength to fight back, had to endure, gradually becoming a part of this small city.

But now?

Once again, people have been sent to kill them. What else can they do? Beg for mercy on their knees?

Hell no!

He was once part of the proud Xia Country Emperor's Lineage, carrying the same blood as Xia Tianming, the kind that charges forward regardless of what happens!

The father and son quickly reached a consensus, just as they had overcome every danger before, this time would be no exception!

...

The news of the Martial Sovereign coming to kill Xia Feng quickly spread from the Imperial Capital. Upon hearing the news, all the major sacred lands in the northwest corner declared publicly that they had no ties with Xia Feng's family.

They didn't understand the background of the Xia Family in Xia Xingyu City, and even sent emissaries with great treasures to the Imperial Capital to personally apologize to the Emperor's Lineage.

Although the Emperor's Son didn't care for their petty gestures, they understood that in smiling diplomacy, no one dares to bet whether Liao Changfei, after making his move, would also conduct a thorough cleansing of the northwest corner.

Amidst the days filled with fear and anxiety, Xia Feng never wasted any time he could use for cultivation.

Xia Feng's cultivation had reached 30,000 years, but the cohesion of his Emperor Body was only at 20%, causing him no small amount of anxiety.

He thought differently from the world; while others believed he had an Innate Emperor Body, free from obstacles on the path to becoming an emperor, Xia Feng's actual physique was merely a Purple Thunder Body, with just a Top Grade talent!

The main reason he progressed so rapidly was due to the Dream Realm Pearl, compressing time, thus creating the illusion of an Innate Emperor Body.

Formulating 490 Heavenly Dao Rules, Xia Feng thought simply that, with a cultivation speed ten thousand times faster than others, he should employ every possible method to enhance his strength before entering the path to becoming an emperor!

The ten Elemental Rules correspond to the Ten Great Sacred Lands, which showed Xia Feng also had his private concerns.

The moment those Top Grade Holy Land Saint Masters came to Xia Xingyu City to hold him accountable, a seed had already been sown in his heart.

Being looked down upon, despised, seeing one beloved woman after another taken away.

How could he not be angry?

But there was nothing he could do, really nothing. The Top Grade Sacred Land Saint Masters all wielded the strength of a Half-Emperor, back then he was just a Martial Emperor, what could he have done?

This is why Xia Feng's comprehension of the elemental dao was tied to the Ten Sacred Lands—he wanted to tell those saint masters, and those who thought he wasn't worthy of marrying those girls, that it wasn't Xia Feng who was unworthy, but rather, those Top Grade Sacred Lands had no insight, failing to recognize a true gem!

But breaking through to Martial Sovereign isn't as simple as with Martial Saints.

Time is indeed crucial, but refining the Emperor Body and Great Dao Rules depends mainly on talent.

That's why, at this moment, Xia Feng hadn't even reached the level of a Half-Emperor.

The fifth day soon passed.

In the Dream Realm, Xia Feng equivalently cultivated for 50,000 years.

At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, unable to suppress the agitation in his heart, and during cultivation, he nearly experienced Qi deviation several times, leading to serious injury.

As a result, he wasted more cultivation time recovering from injuries.

During each healing session, he consciously hid this from Xia Naiwen and Huang Xiaoqian, not wanting them to worry.

But he could clearly sense that they were equally anxious.

After 50,000 years, both of them also broke through to Earth Tier Martial Saints.

But such power means nothing to a Martial Sovereign!

No one knew when Liao Changfei would arrive at Xingyu City, but according to Xia Naiwen's understanding of the Martial Sovereign, he estimated it would take no more than fifteen days from the Imperial Capital to Xingyu City.

Counting the time, they might only have the last five days left.

Could Xia Feng break through to Martial Sovereign in five days?

They didn't know.

They did entertain the thought of escaping, but Martial Sovereign experts could conduct spiritual power tracking, and their speed was far inferior to Liao Changfei's.

How could they break the deadlock?

"Stay calm, stay calm..." Xia Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, taking deep breaths repeatedly.

He constantly reminded himself that there was still time, repeatedly suggesting to himself that he could succeed.

After 80,000 years, under such extreme oppressive state of mind, Xia Feng's potential was truly being stimulated.

At this moment, his Emperor Body cohesion reached 65%.

But it was still not enough; he needed more time.

Liao Changfei turned into a giant meteor, traversing across half of the Great Xia Empire, his speed extremely fast; many cities only felt a tremor in the heavens and the earth, a sonic boom in the air, and people stood there dumbfounded, watching the fiery red trail.

The pressure of that Martial Sovereign was enough to crush everything!

Most of Beizhou's forces had already considered Xia Feng a dead man; no one thought he could survive Liao Changfei's clutches.

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