Liao Changfei's vision suddenly turned pitch black. He frowned and began to release his spiritual power, using it to sense the things around him.

"The former Emperor's Son, and now you can only resort to these despicable tricks?"

He sneered and spoke mockingly.

"Before, even when twelve of you were together, you couldn't kill me. Now it's just you alone. I don't even know where you get your confidence."

All around echoed the ethereal and mysterious voice of Xia Tianming.

"You think I can't kill you? You are just a First Layer Yellow Tier Martial Sovereign, while I have comprehended nine Great Dao of Fire. Killing you is a piece of cake!"

"Stop putting on airs and come out!"

Liao Changfei wielded his giant sword incessantly, striking the ground and surroundings with sparks flying everywhere, but the darkness before him still did not dissipate.

Originally, he planned to rely on brute force to knock away or shatter the great cauldron covering him, but after several strikes, the cauldron remained intact.

"What is this thing?" Liao Changfei frowned, not remembering Xia Tianming having such a weapon.

"You can't even escape my Void Cauldron, yet you dream of killing me?"

Once again, Xia Tianming's mocking laughter echoed around.

"Liao Changfei, you dared to touch Xiao Feng and Xiao Wen, so Xingyu City will be your grave. You can't escape."

"Screw you, Xia Tianming. If you have the guts, come out! Stop playing these ghostly tricks!" Liao Changfei roared in anger.

"Then I'll satisfy you!"

Suddenly, Xia Tianming's azure and purple figure appeared abruptly beside Liao Changfei, and in his hand was a mini version of the Void Cauldron, only palm-sized!

"Void Devouring!"

With a furious shout, Xia Tianming fiercely smashed the purple Void Cauldron onto Liao Changfei's chest!

The next second, to Liao Changfei's shock and anger, the Void Cauldron began to tremble autonomously, as if it were a living creature.

At its center, a large void mouth instantly appeared on Liao Changfei's chest, frantically and greedily absorbing his spiritual qi.

"What?"

Liao Changfei was startled, instinctively retreating dozens of meters, wanting to get rid of this strange Void Cauldron.

But no matter how fast he retreated, the mouth formed by the Void Cauldron stuck to his chest like a leech, refusing to dislodge.

"What is this thing!?"

Liao Changfei gritted his teeth, desperately gathering Celestial Fire in his right hand, trying to scorch and destroy this void.

Yet strangely, no matter how his flames, with the power of a Yellow Tier Ninth Layer Martial Sovereign, swelled, the Void Cauldron remained unaffected, continuing its devouring with great gusto.

"Just something to kill you with!"

Xia Tianming flashed again to Liao Changfei's back, wielding an azure-green longsword, slashing fiercely at Liao Changfei's shoulder!

Though terrified, Liao Changfei's combat instincts had not abandoned him. Feeling the fierce gust from behind, he quickly turned, raising his giant sword to block the strike with all his might.

"Hmph."

Xia Tianming coldly snorted, shifting his steps to retreat once more into the darkness.

"Come out, come out! Aren't you the Great Xia Empire's most renowned War God, Xia Tianming? If you have the ability, take away what's on my chest and fight me fair and square!"

Liao Changfei realized his spiritual power perception was mostly blocked by the surrounding darkness, making it impossible to sense Xia Tianming's position, which sent him into panic.

The Void Cauldron devouring his spiritual qi from his chest required quite some time to dispel.

Yet Xia Tianming didn't give him any chance, sporadically emerging from the darkness with lethal strikes.

Thus, Liao Changfei truly felt at a loss, unable to strike back, while the spiritual qi from his body was relentlessly being devoured.

At this moment, he felt as if he were punching into cotton, utterly nauseated.

Xia Feng stood in the darkness, unaffected by the Void Cauldron. Watching Liao Changfei as if being toyed with like a mouse by a cat, he couldn't help but gape.

He hadn't understood before how his grandfather, a First Layer Yellow Tier Martial Sovereign, could face the enemy; it turned out this was the way.

No wonder Xia Tianming told him sometimes defeating an enemy doesn't rely solely on superior realms.

"Xia Tianming, remove this cauldron for a fair fight!" Liao Changfei roared.

"Fair? You pitted your Yellow Tier Ninth Layer Martial Sovereign strength against my grandson, a Half-Emperor. Why didn't you speak of fairness then?"

The response to him came with three thrusts from Xia Tianming in the darkness, each aimed lethally.

This shocked Liao Changfei, who immediately turned, narrowly evading the strikes.

"You're a former Emperor's Son of the Great Xia Empire; you shouldn't rely on such schemes and tricks to win!"

"I promise to bind my cultivation, lowering myself to the same level as you, a Yellow Tier First Layer Martial Sovereign, for a fair duel!"

Liao Changfei was truly desperate; the efficiency of the Void Cauldron devouring his spiritual power was too high. In just a short while, his spiritual power had been depleted by twenty percent!

This was, after all, the spiritual power of a Yellow Tier Ninth Layer Martial Sovereign, yet this small cauldron was like an insatiable Taotie, absorbing with increasing speed and excitement!

"Sorry, not interested," Xia Tianming sneered, "Dealing with despicable people like you, there's no such thing as fairness."

Fairness?

If these people truly cared about fairness, there wouldn't have been the incident years ago of Xia Tianming leading twelve Martial Sovereigns to abolish his dynasty and cultivation, would there?

Now, finding themselves in dire straits, they suddenly talked about fairness, how laughable.

"Don't push me too far!" Liao Changfei, seeing Xia Tianming unmoved, shouted angrily, "Do you think I really can't break through your despicable Emperor's Domain? At worst, I'll overdraw my dantian, forcibly enhancing my cultivation, and we'll both perish together!"

"Whatever."

His response was only Xia Tianming's indifferent attitude.

"You!"

Liao Changfei gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing.

He truly wanted to disregard everything and blast open this imprisoning cauldron, but overdrawing his cultivation to reach Profound Tier First Layer Martial Sovereign would definitely leave hidden ailments in his body, stalling his progress for thousands of years, requiring a long recovery.

As the Seventh Flying General of Lingxiao Pavilion, he had clawed his way up to this position. If his strength stagnated for millennia, he would definitely be left far behind by his peers!

Thus, unless absolutely necessary, he really didn't want to forcibly elevate his realm and explode with Xia Tianming.

"Xiao Feng, come practice your moves. A Yellow Tier Ninth Layer Martial Sovereign makes the perfect target for grasping technique insights."

Xia Tianming gestured towards Xia Feng, standing afar, who nodded and swiftly flew to his side.

"Grandfather." Xia Feng nodded.

"Use any attack methods you have on him, and take in the experience of confronting a strong Martial Sovereign."

Xia Tianming reached out and ruffled Xia Feng's hair.

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