Section 196

Xia Feng didn't hear the sound inside, but he couldn't believe a Martial God was annihilated by merely two strikes.

He took a deep breath, and blood again overflowed from the corners of his lips. He didn't know if it was energy backlash caused by excessive use of the Void Cauldron or the essence blood from biting his tongue earlier.

"Third strike! Shatter Yin and Yang!"

Cracks began to appear on Oriental Le'an's body inside. He looked down for a moment, then closed his eyes without much reaction and began to brainwash himself.

"This is a dream, wake up."

"Wake up!"

"Fourth strike!..."

"Fifth strike!..."

Xia Feng struck a full nine times.

These nine strikes used up half of his essence blood and Divine Power, and consumed a lot of his vital energy.

He leaned against the Void Cauldron, seemingly only able to stand precariously by supporting it.

At the fifth strike, there was no longer any life aura inside the Void Cauldron.

However, Xia Feng was worried that the Martial God might have some strange hidden moves, so he struck a full nine times before stopping.

Now countless Martial Emperors were paying attention to the situation here, seemingly wanting to know if Xia Feng could kill a Martial God at the Half God Realm.

Xia Feng breathed heavily and waved his hand.

The inverted Void Cauldron flipped over. Xia Feng struggled to go over and check the situation inside the cauldron.

He saw that the Void Cauldron was completely Void inside. Not to mention Oriental Le'an's body, even his Divine Soul was nowhere to be found.

Xia Feng felt a bit of heartache. This was the first Martial God he had defeated, yet he couldn't even keep a single trophy.

However, being able to kill Oriental Le'an was the greatest success.

The Void Cauldron gradually shrank and then re-entered Xia Feng's body.

Without support, he fell and sat on the ground, just in time to look up and meet the gazes cast from the Void.

When those Martial Emperors saw that he was indeed the only one who survived, they quickly withdrew their gazes.

They seemed afraid of being targeted by Xia Feng if they were even a step slower.

Although Xia Feng looked particularly weak at this moment, no one dared to underestimate this youth who was only twenty years old.

From today onwards, Xia Feng's name will surely resound throughout the entire Tian Yuan Continent.

Several figures flew over from a distance. Summer AzureSun rushed at the forefront, his face unable to conceal his smile.

"Good, good! Heaven protects my Great Xia! With this gifted son in my Xia Family, why worry about not prospering in the future!"

Chapter 241: Returning to the Imperial Capital, Everyone's Fanatical Worship

Xia Naiwen flew over with an excited look, ready to hug his son, but was squeezed aside by the previous Xia Emperors.

Summer AzureSun, relying on his cultivation, even squeezed next to Xia Feng.

His palm patted Xia Feng's shoulder, his face smiling like a blooming old chrysanthemum.

"Little Feng, good, really good. You are even more powerful than Xia Feng's grandfather. This branch of your family is truly remarkable."

Xia Feng, who was still sitting on the ground, was directly lifted up by Summer AzureSun.

He gave a wry smile: "Old Ancestor, shall we go back first and talk?"

Looking at Xia Feng's weak appearance, Summer AzureSun said with a worried expression: "You weren't injured anywhere, were you?"

"That old Oriental fellow is despicable and shameless. He's already a Martial God yet he still bullies the young."

"But Little Feng is amazing, he directly killed him!"

He was originally worried about Xia Feng's body, but after a few sentences, he became happy again.

Xia Feng sighed and gave his Father a look.

Xia Naiwen suppressed the excitement in his heart and stepped forward: "Yes, Old Ancestor, Little Feng just finished fighting. Let's go back to the imperial palace first and talk."

Only then did Summer AzureSun restrain himself a bit, and he quickly flew towards the Great Xia Empire's imperial palace, carrying Xia Feng.

Along the way, they passed through several cities, and even half of the Imperial Capital.

Looking at the figures flying through the sky, the Martial Warriors below had a hint of fanaticism in their expressions.

That is the Emperor Child, a genius who killed a Martial God at the Half God Realm!

Xia Feng felt a bit strange being watched and slightly lowered his head to look at the crowd.

As a result, the Martial Warriors below became even more excited by this glance.

"Ah! The Imperial Son looked at me!"

"Nonsense! The Imperial Son clearly looked at me!"

"You two stop arguing, that glance from the Imperial Son must have been at me!"

After discussing for a few moments, they seemed ready to fight.

"I wonder when I can become a Martial Warrior like the Imperial Son."

"Stop dreaming. The Imperial Son is so exceptionally talented. Even if you had another chance to reincarnate, you wouldn't reach the Imperial Son's height."

"Ah, I wonder if the Imperial Son is still recruiting guards. If I could see the Imperial Son up close every day, that would be great..."

"The Imperial Consorts have all left the Imperial Son. I wonder if the Imperial Son needs a woman. If he does..."

Everyone's eyes simultaneously turned to the woman who said the last sentence.

That woman did have some looks, otherwise she wouldn't dare to fantasize about the Imperial Son.

But compared to the Imperial Consorts, the difference was like heaven and earth; she was hopelessly unattractive.

Seeing the sudden silence around her and everyone's eyes on her,

the woman's face turned pale, and then she spoke with a hint of embarrassment turning into anger.

"What's wrong? Can't I even dream?"

"Didn't you all want to be the Imperial Son's guards too?"

"What's wrong with me becoming a palace maid!"

Everyone silently shifted their gaze away again.

Little Feng was a bit confused by the surging crowd below and turned to look at Summer AzureSun.

"What's going on?"

Summer AzureSun squinted his eyes, smiling so much that his teeth weren't visible.

"Xia Feng, you don't know how amazing the thing you did is."

He carried Xia Feng directly into the imperial palace and waved his hand, summoning imperial physicians to examine Xia Feng.

Xia Feng said helplessly: "Old Ancestor, I am a Alchemist myself. These injuries look serious, but they didn't really damage my meridians."

He had a sense of proportion when he acted, and he also had the Void Cauldron.

For a mere Huang Realm first-level Martial God, if Xia Feng hadn't been afraid of him escaping, if it were just for deterrence, he wouldn't even need to take out the Void Cauldron.

Summer AzureSun said with a smile: "See, it's fine. Oh, Xia Feng is really amazing..."

Xia Feng didn't know how many times he had heard Summer AzureSun say this along the way.

The previous Xia Emperors who flew a bit slower also arrived and gathered around Xia Feng's bed, all exclaiming in admiration.

Xia Feng felt a chill down his spine from their gazes and asked in confusion: "Old Ancestors, what exactly is going on?"

Xia Naiwen paused, then said in a low voice: "After Xia Feng's grandfather was taken away, many Martial Warriors lost the original intention of their cultivation."

"Today, you killed a Martial God at the Half God Realm, letting them know that Martial Gods can also be contended with, and rekindling their direction of cultivation."

Xia Feng was speechless for a moment. After Xia Feng's grandfather was taken away, indeed few of the previous Xia Emperors went back into seclusion.

Was it because they were worried about being treated just as roughly after they broke through?

Xia Feng thought for a moment, then turned to look at his Father: "Since we've already offended the Oriental Family, we might as well be more thorough."

"Spread the news of Oriental Le'an's death."

Xia Naiwen said with a smile: "Those who should know pretty much already know. Besides, I plan to erect a statue of you in every city."

"If it weren't for you, the entire Great Xia Empire might not exist after today."

Xia Feng frowned, about to refuse, when the previous Xia Emperors around him gathered closer.

"Xia Feng, Martial Gods..."

He came back to his senses and looked at these elders of the great-grandfather and great-great-grandfather generation.

"Old Ancestors, don't worry. Martial Gods are not insurmountable. Although I took some advantage from cultivating the Ten Daos today, as long as one is strong enough, a Martial God is just a part of the cultivation path."

The previous Xia Emperors had a hint of joy in their expressions, wishing they could immediately go back into seclusion and try to break through their Realms again.

However, since Xia Feng was still lying in bed, they didn't feel comfortable leaving immediately.