Section 113

"Lao Bai, do you think we have a choice? What if we don't go? Go against General Mingyu, go against the Great Xia Empire?"

"I'll just ask you, in our Extreme Ice Holy Land, who can withstand a single move from General Mingyu?"

"Back then, my judgment was too poor, I didn't recognize the hidden dragon, which led to the current situation."

Fang Moli looked miserable, he lowered his head, regretting it terribly.

"Cooperate obediently with them, and the Holy Land still has hope of survival. If we anger General Mingyu, our Extreme Ice Holy Land's tens of thousands of years of Legacy will probably end here."

"Holy Master..."

The other high-ranking members of the Extreme Ice Holy Land looked at him, filled with reluctance.

"Remember, after I leave, immediately spread the news that Wan Qing will be the next Lord of the Extreme Ice Holy Land. No matter what she says, just do as she does."

"This is the only chance for our Extreme Ice Holy Land to survive, remember this!"

After saying this, Fang Moli gritted his teeth and slowly rose into the air.

General Mingyu glanced at him expressionlessly, then reached out and grabbed him from a distance as if pinching a little chick.

Soon, a huge shooting star carried Fang Moli, this Half-Emperor, rapidly towards the Imperial Capital.

...

Li Huo Holy Land.

Zhang Wen Xiong knelt on the ground, gritting his teeth. The main hall of the Li Huo Holy Land had been smashed into a large pit, and the Earth Rank First Level Martial Emperor before him was quite overbearing.

After arriving at the Li Huo Holy Land, he didn't say anything, directly stepped onto the main hall of the Li Huo Holy Land, and then unleashed monstrous pressure, directly pinning Zhang Wen Xiong, the Lord of the Li Huo Holy Land, tightly to the ground, unable to move.

"General Jiang Tao, are you here this time because of the new Emperor Child...?"

Zhang Wen Xiong raised his head with difficulty, his brain felt somewhat suffocated, and his words were unsteady.

"Since you've guessed, come with me." Jiang Tao stepped forward, he reached out and grabbed Zhang Wen Xiong's collar, lifting him up in front of everyone in the Li Huo Holy Land.

Such an impolite action was like directly giving the Li Huo Holy Land a resounding slap in the face in front of everyone.

But the people of the Li Huo Holy Land dared not be angry, and had no way to be angry.

In terms of strength, there was an absolute gap.

Empire Lingxiao Pavilion Martial Emperor, Eleventh Dragon General Jiang Tao personally took action.

As long as he was willing, he could even instantly make these Ten Supreme Holy Land of the Empire vanish into thin air.

"I'll go with Lord, I only ask that Lord does not harm the people of my Holy Land." A hint of desolation flashed in Zhang Wen Xiong's eyes, he lowered his head, almost pleading.

"How the people of your Holy Land fare is not for me to decide," General Jiang Tao said coldly.

"That day in Xingyu City, when you took Zhao Lingxuan away, you should have expected this day."

"As for how exactly you will be dealt with, await the Emperor Child's decision."

Having said that, General Jiang Tao unleashed monstrous Aura, instantly lifted Zhang Wen Xiong, and sped towards the Imperial Capital.

Zhang Wen Xiong was at least a Half-Emperor who had condensed an Emperor Body, he could still withstand the speed Jiang Tao unleashed.

If it were a weaker Heaven Rank Ninth Level Martial Saint, they would probably have exploded and died halfway due to their body being unable to bear it.

...

Purple Thunder Holy Land.

Chen Zhongming had an overbearing temper, but at this moment, in front of him, a charred corpse knelt on the ground, yet he dared not utter a sound.

The Holy Son of a Top-Grade Saint Realm, because he spoke disrespectfully, was directly struck by heavenly lightning by the newcomer and turned into charcoal.

The Purple Thunder Holy Land, which had shaken all directions with the Way of Purple Thunder, had its Holy Son killed by heavenly lightning today.

If this matter were to spread, people would surely think this was an irreconcilable, life-and-death feud.

But Chen Zhongming dared not acknowledge this great feud, nor did the other high-ranking members of the Purple Thunder Holy Land behind him.

They could only kneel on the ground, not saying a word, allowing that man to dispose of them as he pleased.

"Chen Zhongming, is this how you educate the Holy Son of your Holy Land? I said I wanted to take you, and he actually said I was too overbearing?"

A middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties, with silver lightning swirling around him, walked up to Chen Zhongming and patted the dust off his hands.

"Reporting to Great Dragon General, it is my fault, I did not discipline him strictly enough usually. I am willing to go with you, I only ask Great Dragon General not to vent your anger on others."

"That's not necessary, I'm just following orders. It's enough if you're willing to come with me."

The Great Dragon General smilingly withdrew the Aura of an Earth Rank Ninth Level Martial Emperor from his body, then he reached out and lifted Chen Zhongming up.

Chen Zhongming was somewhat overwhelmed by the favor, this Lingxiao Pavilion Great Dragon General actually personally came to help him up?

If not for the charred corpse in front of him, he would definitely have been proud of this.

But the Great Dragon General's next sentence instantly sent him plummeting into an ice cellar, his entire body turning cold.

"It's just that I heard something. At that time in Xingyu City, among all the Lords of the Top-Grade Saint Realm, it seems you were the only one who made a move, and you almost killed the Imperial Son then, right?"

"I..."

A startling thunderclap seemed to fall in Chen Zhongming's heart, at this moment he felt a lump in his throat, wanting to say something but unable to open his mouth.

Because it was the truth.

Back then, if Wang Yuwei hadn't desperately hugged Xia Feng, when his strike of heavenly lightning fell, Xia Feng would have been severely injured even if he didn't die.

"Mm, it seems it's the truth." The Great Dragon General nodded lightly, then the smile on his face disappeared, leaving only extreme coldness.

Chapter 140: The Emperor Child's Lady Speaks, Naturally Follow

"Put this on."

The Great Dragon General stepped forward and handed a collar with barbs to Chen Zhongming.

When Chen Zhongming saw what the Great Dragon General handed over, his breathing immediately became heavy.

His eyes turned red, staring fixedly at the Great Dragon General, his face full of humiliation.

He recognized that thing. Within the Great Xia Empire, a slave collar was a symbol of a slave.

What the Great Dragon General took out was also no ordinary item; it contained terrifying spiritual energy. Even a Half-Emperor Martial Warrior like him, once fitted with a slave collar, could only be controlled by others and would have no power to resist whatsoever.

But this was not the most important thing.

The most important thing was that his identity was the Lord of a Top-Grade Saint Realm, the highest authority of the Purple Thunder Holy Land.

How could he wear such a thing?!

"I told you to put it on."

The Great Dragon General didn't care about Chen Zhongming's attitude, his eyes turned cold, and a terrifying Aura suddenly erupted, instantly making Chen Zhongming kneel on the ground again, and even smashing a deep pit into the ground!

Blood flowed from Chen Zhongming's knees, he stiffened his neck, veins bulging.

He dared not show any disrespect to the Great Dragon General, but he also wasn't willing to wear this slave collar.

So he could only keep his head lowered, allowing the Great Dragon General to wildly unleash his Aura upon him.

"Quite a backbone." Seeing this, the Great Dragon General slowly squatted down, he looked into Chen Zhongming's eyes.

"I won't kill you, I still need to take you back to the Imperial Capital, but I don't mind making your Purple Thunder Holy Land a dead land before I leave, do you want to try?"

"Great Dragon General... I'll bear the consequences of my actions alone, you can't harm the other innocent people in my Holy Land!"

Chen Zhongming lowered his head tightly, he gritted his teeth, blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and said with difficulty.

"If you cooperate obediently, I won't harm them."

The Great Dragon General patted his head, 'But if you're unwilling to wear this slave collar, then their deaths today will all be because of you.'

"Do you want your pride, or the safety of the disciples of your Purple Thunder Holy Land, you choose yourself."

These words from the Great Dragon General completely shattered Chen Zhongming's psychological defense line.

He was an extremely strong-willed person, normally unable to tolerate even a hint of insult outside, but today he had no choice.

He looked at the slave collar handed over by the Great Dragon General, then slowly reached out his hand in the sight of countless disciples, about to take it.

"Holy Master!"

"Holy Master, don't!"

These disciples of the Purple Thunder Holy Land couldn't help but grit their teeth and shed tears, they didn't want to see Chen Zhongming wear that thing.

Although Chen Zhongming was overbearing outside, in the Purple Thunder Holy Land, he was their sky, a protector who wholeheartedly served them!

Just as Chen Zhongming's hand was about to touch the slave collar, a clear female voice suddenly rang out.

The stunningly beautiful Wang Yuwei jogged all the way over, she had been in seclusion, but the Lord Vice Holy Master, seeing that the Great Dragon General had killed the Holy Son, keenly rushed towards the Holy Land's blessed land and quickly brought Wang Yuwei over.

They all knew why the Empire Lingxiao Pavilion Martial Emperor had come, so after seeing the Great Dragon General make a killing move, the Lord Vice Holy Master immediately turned and charged out.

"Great Dragon General, can Holy Master not wear that collar?!"

"That day in Xingyu City, Holy Master just wanted to take me away, he didn't intentionally attack Husband, he was just used to being overbearing on a daily basis, that's why he acted like that, he wasn't trying to kill someone at that time!"

Wang Yuwei stepped forward quickly, she furrowed her delicate and beautiful brows, looking up at the Great Dragon General.

The Great Dragon General lowered his head and looked at Wang Yuwei, who was wearing a purple robe, with exceptionally beautiful looks and a slender figure, and fell into thought for a moment.