Section 151

A mouthful of fresh blood immediately spurted from the Fierce Spirit Martial Emperor's mouth; he fell to the ground, already severely injured.

"Life Imprisonment."

Xia Feng condensed a staff with spiritual energy in his right hand, then activated the spiritual energy, causing a white pillar of light to rise and directly trap the Fierce Spirit Martial Emperor within it.

His life energy was constantly being extracted, and the Fierce Spirit Martial Emperor frantically attacked the cage, but unfortunately, Xia Feng's current raw strength already crushed him. No matter how much power the Fierce Spirit Martial Emperor used, he could not break this cage in the slightest.

The Yunxiao Martial Emperor's heart instantly turned cold. Even the strongest among them, the Fiend, had been subdued. What waves could he possibly make by himself?

"I, I surrender..."

After a moment of hesitation, the Yunxiao Martial Emperor immediately raised his weapon and said to Xia Feng and the others.

As soon as he spoke, it caused the Fiend inside the Life Imprisonment to spit out blood again. He roared furiously.

"Yunxiao, we are Martial Emperors of the Nichao Empire! How dare you beg for mercy from Great Xia people? Are you betraying the country?!"

"Martial Path cultivation respects strength above all else! If you die, everything is just fleeting smoke!" Yunxiao gritted his teeth and roared, "Not everyone is like you. I just want to go further on the Martial Path. Empire or no Empire, that's not my business!"

"Nonsense!" The Fierce Spirit Martial Emperor was instantly enraged. "You bastard with no loyalty to the Empire, I really don't know who let you into the Nine Ascendant Tower back then!"

"The Empire gave me resources and sent me to battle. I've done everything I should have. It was just a hired job, no one owes anyone anything!"

Yunxiao gritted his teeth and looked at the Fiend below: "On the contrary, you, this kind of foolishly loyal person, if you hadn't cultivated a bit earlier, you wouldn't be able to go as far as me on the Martial Path at all!"

"Imperial Son, I am willing to offer three Emperor Weapons and leave the Nine Ascendant Tower of the Nichao Empire. Please spare my life!"

After saying that, Yunxiao directly knelt down on one knee towards Xia Feng, completely disregarding any face.

"You, you, you..."

The Fiend in the Life Imprisonment was so angry that his hair stood on end. If he hadn't been unable to escape, he would definitely have sliced Yunxiao, this traitor, into a thousand pieces.

"Your life is only worth three Emperor Weapons?" Xia Feng tilted his head slightly and said expressionlessly.

Yunxiao was immediately startled upon hearing this. Then he quickly took off his storage ring and presented it with both hands.

"Imperial Son, this also includes all my possessions. All of these are for you, I only ask not to die!"

Chapter 184: Seal Cultivation, Take Essence Blood

"Someone like you, without an anchor in your heart, can indeed do very well outside." Xia Feng stepped forward two steps and took the storage ring from Yunxiao's hand.

Seeing this, Yunxiao finally let out a sigh of relief.

"If it were before, perhaps I would have let you go."

But Xia Feng's next sentence made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"But my ten wives were all injured because of you. If I had returned even a little later, some of them might have even perished."

"By participating in this siege, you are also one of the main culprits!"

"Whether you beg for mercy or not, your fate is already sealed."

"Imperial Son, you've already taken my things, why are you saying this?!" Yunxiao immediately became anxious and roared at Xia Feng.

"Your things?" Xia Feng sneered, "Are you talking about unclaimed items on a dead person?"

Yunxiao's pupils constricted. He had already understood Xia Feng's hidden meaning.

No matter what, the three of them were going to die today.

Despair, trembling, unwillingness.

Yunxiao had no one to rely on and was born alone. He had reached this point by enduring countless hardships and expending endless effort.

But was all of this going to end today?

As he watched Xia Feng, holding the Qingxue Sword, walk towards him step by step, his face became completely distorted.

"Husband, don't rush to kill them, take their Emperor Blood!"

But at this moment, Sun Yazhu called out to Xia Feng.

"Take Emperor Blood? Essence Blood?"

Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, then steadied himself and looked back at Sun Yazhu.

Sun Yazhu's little head nodded quickly. Xia Feng rubbed his chin, thought for a moment, and then hummed in agreement.

Although he didn't understand what his little wife wanted to do, Xia Feng never refused his wife's requests.

Since that was the case...

Xia Feng teleported several times on the battlefield, throwing the three Earth Rank Martial Emperors onto the Ling City wall like garbage.

With the three Earth Rank Martial Emperors defeated by Xia Feng, the hundred thousand strong army they commanded immediately became leaderless and extremely chaotic.

Especially when the high-level and mid-level commanders saw the three Martial Emperors being forced to kneel on the city wall, a certain string in their hearts immediately snapped.

"Retreat... retreat the army!"

Even the most foolish commander knew that they could no longer continue the forceful attack at this time. They all gave orders to their subordinates, telling them to quickly retreat with their troops and abandon the siege.

Facing such a great situation, how could Chen Hongyu and General General Gu Sha let it slip away? The two immediately ordered the city gates opened, and the iron horses and golden spears charged out.

The Nichao Empire's army now had no Martial Emperor level combat power. The two Yellow Rank Martial Emperors below were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, causing large casualties wherever they went.

Xia Feng just turned his head to look at the Nichao Empire army fleeing in disarray outside, then took the small bottle handed to him by Sun Yazhu.

Xia Feng opened the small bottle, then drew his sword and stepped forward.

In a dazzling display, countless sword wounds burst open on the bodies of the three Earth Rank Martial Emperors, and blood flowed down profusely.

But soon, the sword wounds began to slowly heal, and the blood stopped seeping out.

Xia Feng frowned slightly.

The bodies of Earth Rank Martial Emperors were simply too strong. Even if injured, they would repair themselves, making it impossible for the blood to flow continuously.

"Husband, I'll do it."

The Heavenly Rune Saintess Li Shiqing stepped forward with cold eyes. She lightly waved her lotus-like arm, and three runes immediately attached themselves to the back of the three men's necks.

The three men, restricted by Xia Feng, had no power to resist at all and could only watch as the runes flickered with light, then sealed their cultivation.

"Alright, they can't use even a trace of spiritual energy now, and their bodies won't recover on their own." Li Shiqing clapped her hands.

Xia Feng raised an eyebrow, then stepped forward and struck three more times.

As expected, the fresh wounds remained in place, and blood continuously flowed out.

"This Emperor Blood is all treasure."

Seeing the Great Dao radiance shimmering on the Emperor Blood, Xia Feng couldn't help but sigh in wonder.

The three Earth Rank Martial Emperors were filled with despair. Being tied up and bled alive like livestock was simply too humiliating for powerful individuals like them.

But unfortunately, with insufficient strength, they could only become prisoners, their lives and deaths controlled by others.

"You two, come here."

Xia Feng waved at the two nearby soldiers.

The two soldiers were watching from a distance, wanting to see what the Nichao Empire's Earth Rank Martial Emperors who had attacked their city looked like, and also wanting to see Xia Feng's heroic bearing.

Seeing Xia Feng wave at them, the two were extremely excited and quickly jogged over.

"What are your names?" Xia Feng asked with a smile.

"Reporting... Reporting to Imperial Son, my name is Pan Junxi, and he is my blood brother, Pan Junsheng. We are both Little Captains of the Gu Sha Army."

Pan Junxi immediately knelt down on one knee and clasped his fists excitedly.

"Good. You were very brave in this battle, worthy of being generals of my Great Xia Empire."

Xia Feng smiled, then his storage ring flashed, and he handed five mid-grade Dragon Crystals to the two.

"I'm giving you a task. For the next few days, stay by these three men and use these small bottles to collect their blood until no more flows out."

Xia Feng pointed to the large number of bottles and jars placed by Sun Yazhu in the corner.

"Yes, yes, Lord!"

The Pan brothers' faces turned red, and they excitedly took the two mid-grade Dragon Crystals.

They were both Earth Rank Martial Venerables. With these five mid-grade Dragon Crystals that even Martial Saints coveted, they would have the capital to break through to the Yellow Rank Martial Saint realm!

"But Imperial Son..."

Xia Feng nodded, just about to leave, but Pan Junxi hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping.

"What is it?"

Xia Feng turned around and said softly.

"Uh... Imperial Son, they are Martial Emperor powerhouses after all. I'm afraid even the aftershocks could shake us to death. It's not that we don't trust Empress Li's restraining power, but we are still a little worried..."

Seeing the Little Captain's constantly darting eyes, Xia Feng slapped his forehead. It seemed he hadn't considered the matter thoroughly himself.

The worries of these two Little Captains were not unreasonable. Powerhouses who could reach the Earth Rank Martial Emperor realm all had some unfathomable methods.

They were only Martial Venerables. If the three were to break through the Seal even slightly, perhaps a fart could kill the two of them.

"Little Nine."