510: Chapter 510 Unrivaled Power, Emperor's Overbearing Dominance

At the same time, those with low cultivation felt a chill rise in their hearts, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble.

Accompanied by Hun Tiandi's cold rebuke, cold sweat broke out on their backs.

In everyone's intelligence, Hun Tiandi was a man skilled in calculation with wisdom as vast as the sea, yet now he had broken into the Lei Clan alone.

And he was so peerlessly powerful, so righteous and confident.

People now believed that after his shocking feat of blocking a million-strong army alone, this person's cultivation was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

"Senior, what level is Hun Tiandi's cultivation exactly?" the Emperor of Great Yan asked with a frown.

The Emperor of Great Yan's inquiry was heard very clearly by the five Dou Sheng experts present.

"Seven-Star Dou Huang!" Saint Leiyun spoke slowly.

Seven-Star Dou Huang?

After receiving the true information, a cold sneer appeared on the Emperor of Great Yan's stern face, and he looked at Hun Tiandi with burning eyes.

Seven-Star Dou Huang? How did he dare? This was the first time the Emperor of Great Yan had seen such audacity.

No wonder the Emperor of Daxuan was so cautious and wanted to dispose of him quickly.

"Hmph, since I know your cultivation, even if your courage is as vast as the sea, do not dream of changing the outcome of your fall today."

"Hun Tiandi, you are not qualified to face Saint Leiyun. Today is the day of the Lei Clan's grand wedding, yet as the ruler of a dynasty, you have come to cause trouble."

"Do you wish to be an enemy of the Lei Clan and the Daxuan Heavenly Dynasty?"

The Emperor of Great Yan stepped forward and rebuked in a deep voice.

After he spoke, the five Dou Sheng super-experts naturally remained silent.

"Emperor of Great Yan, Yan Zhao? This matter has nothing to do with you. Withdraw now, and I may spare your life, lest you bring the disaster of destruction upon the Great Yan Empire."

Hun Tiandi didn't indulge Yan Zhao at all. His eyes were cold and aggressive as he looked directly at Yan Zhao.

Knowing that Hun Tiandi only had the strength of a Dou Huang, Yan Zhao instantly felt confident again.

"Hahaha, I am a Five-Star Dou Zun. How can a mere Dou Huang ant turn the heavens upside down?"

Yan Zhao laughed wildly.

"Dou Zun? Jie jie jie, are you coming down to meet your death, or do I need to go up and slay you?" Hun Tiandi pointed his long blade directly at Yan Zhao.

"Hun Tiandi, you are too arrogant. Today you are alone; even I am enough to crush you to death," Yan Zhao said deeply.

Yan Zhao was extremely disdainful. A Seven-Star Dou Huang? He was at the level of a Five-Star Dou Zun, possessing absolute crushing power over a Dou Huang.

If it came to a head-on clash, there was no suspense.

Swish!

Yan Zhao flew down from the high platform of the hall. With a wave of his hand, the surrounding soldiers all retreated.

These foot soldiers were merely for show.

To deal with Hun Tiandi, the Emperor of Great Yan, Yan Zhao, was more than enough.

Everyone present, including the experts of the Lei Clan, the people of the Daxuan Heavenly Dynasty... countless soldiers' gazes fell upon the square.

Lei Xuanji and her group each had their own thoughts.

Yan Zhao, wearing dragon robes and a Pingtian Crown, landed gracefully, not even drawing a weapon.

In his heart, with absolute strength, all schemes and trickery were like floating clouds.

Hun Tiandi, a Seven-Star Dou Huang ant, could be suppressed with a raised hand before a Dou Zun expert.

"Very well. Then I'll kill you first to warm up." Hun Tiandi looked at Yan Zhao playfully, a wicked smile appearing on his handsome face.

In their intelligence, was there no record of his strength?

When he had first entered the Dou Huang realm, he had used the Eyes of Samsara to heavily injure the Heavenly Poison Lady Xiao Yi Xian, who was a Half-Saint.

Over the years, the number of Dou Zong and Dou Zun experts who had died by his hand was not small.

Not to mention the past, just recently he had devoured the Young Master of Starfall Pavilion, Ghost Demon. A body full of Astral Divine Blood had allowed Hun Tiandi to advance to a Five-Star Dou Huang.

"Did no one tell Yan Zhao that he really is going to die?"

The news of Ghost Demon's death had not spread, so Yan Zhao naturally hadn't heard it. Otherwise, he would never have approached him so easily.

"Kill me? Are you qualified? A tiny Dou Huang dares to speak such arrogant words. Before absolute strength, everything is a paper tiger."

"Today is the day of your death. I will crush you with my own hands before the heroes of the world."

"I will give you a three-move head start!" Yan Zhao said confidently.

Such underestimation had sealed Yan Zhao's fate. Hun Tiandi looked at Yan Zhao strangely.

How could his, Hun Tiandi's, true strength be judged by his realm?

Yan Zhao's voice spread throughout the field. As for whether they would see the expected outcome, it wasn't for them to consider.

Heavenly Law: Two Hundred-Fold Strength!

Hun Tiandi spoke in a deep voice. The Dou Qi within his body surged out, all of it poured into the long blade in his hand. Instantly, a hundred-zhang blade aura swirled out, erupting with an indomitable momentum.

He slashed fiercely toward Yan Zhao. This strike of Two Hundred-Fold Strength caused the surrounding space to ripple.

As the blade struck, destruction was born.

Under this terrifying strike, almost all the onlookers' mouths hung open.

Yan Zhao, who was locked on, saw his expression change drastically. His previous composure vanished. In a panic, he immediately broke his word and threw a punch.

Rumble!

The blade and fist collided, erupting with a terrifying roar. It instantly shook Yan Zhao back several steps. Every step he took backward left a deep pit.

Cracks like spiderwebs appeared one after another, and rubble flew everywhere.

For a moment, the entire square seemed to shake, and countless buildings collapsed.

Countless people were deafened, and cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of everyone in the Lei Clan.

Is this motherf*cking Seven-Star Dou Huang strength?

As the dust cleared, the dragon robes on Yan Zhao's body were shredded. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and from his right fist, and his entire arm was convulsing.

Where his skin was exposed, blade qi had sliced through, leaving behind countless scars.

The Emperor of Great Yan, Yan Zhao, had horror in his eyes, showing an expression of utter disbelief.

"This is Seven-Star Dou Huang strength? Which bastard collected the intelligence? Come out, I definitely won't beat him to death!"

He had been too arrogant earlier, making himself look so pathetic.

Under Hun Tiandi's overbearing blade strike, the five Dou Sheng experts in the hall opened their eyes and stood up.

How could this be?

The five looked at each other. When their soul power probed out, Hun Tiandi's cultivation was indeed only at the Seven-Star Dou Huang level.

But what was with that blade strike just now?

"Not good." Just as Saint Leiyun cried out in alarm, his figure flickered and disappeared. Hun Tiandi had struck with his blade again.

Heavenly Demon Body Tempering Method, Sixth Level!

Heavenly Law: Five Hundred Layers of Force!

Roar!

Hun Tiandi's eyes glared with rage. The sound of a dragon's roar echoed from his body as Purple Dragon King Qi erupted and poured into his long blade.

He slashed toward Yan Zhao once again.

The blade aura was locked on; there was nowhere to run. It was a domineering blade of destruction.

It even caused the space to ripple. The previous strike had only torn the space, but this strike moved it.

Yan Zhao looked at this scene in terror, never imagining that Hun Tiandi would be this powerful.

At this moment, a sense of regret rose in his heart.

Yan Zhao used a secret technique to boost his strength and stall for time, hoping the five Dou Sheng experts in the hall would intervene to help.

In future battles, he would definitely go all out and never show off again.

But would there be a next time?

Saint Leiyun moved to intervene, but as he did, the five Dou Sheng showed expressions of disbelief.

Because in front of Saint Leiyun, a Black Robed Man appeared and blocked him.

Saint Leiyun's eyes were filled with disbelief because he felt an aura from the opponent that was just as powerful as his own.

A Black-Robed Dou Sheng?

Rumble!

Hun Tiandi's second strike, Five Hundred Layers of Force, slashed dominantly onto the body of the Emperor of Great Yan, Yan Zhao.

One strike to end a life!

With an aftershock even more powerful than before, the square was now completely ruined.

Under the gazes of countless experts, all were drawn to Hun Tiandi's blade strike.

Countless buildings collapsed, kicking up billowing clouds of dust.

"No one can save the person I want to kill!" This time, Hun Tiandi fully displayed his imperial dominance, his majestic voice permeating the entire field.