10: Annihilation of the Nine Supreme Beings

Outside the Imperial City.

The Prince Zhan and the Spirit King exchanged glances, both seeing the wild joy of surviving a disaster on each other's faces.

"My fate is mine to command, not the heavens'!" the Prince Zhan suddenly bellowed. His bones creaked under the pressure, yet he forced his spine straight against the might of the Nine Heavens. "Whether I stand or kneel is for this King to decide!"

Seeing this, the other seven Princes felt the spiritual power surging within them. They stood up shakily amidst the overwhelming pressure.

The Prince Zhan whipped around, glaring at the collapsed army behind him, his voice booming across the fields: "Who permitted you to kneel? Everyone, stand up!"

Inspired by this Aura, the eight hundred million soldiers actually managed to weave their scattered momentum into one, shakily reforming their ranks.

The Prince Zhan laughed toward the sky at the sight, then turned toward the Imperial City and roared at the top of his lungs:

"Di Yan! Look closely!"

"Nine Peak Supremes have arrived in person; the heavens themselves want you dead!"

"Even if you possess heaven-defying abilities, you cannot escape this calamity today!"

The fear in the Spirit King's heart turned into madness as he shrieked in agreement:

"That's right! Di Yan, your time has come!"

"Did you really think you could rest easy just by suppressing us?"

"Before true powerhouses of heaven and earth, you are nothing but a buffoon!"

"If you know what's good for you, hand over the treasure obediently. Perhaps the Supremes will leave your corpse intact!"

The other Kings joined in the clamor, desperate to pay back the humiliation of kneeling and begging for mercy just moments ago.

However, the Nine Peak Supremes in the sky never spared them a single glance from beginning to end.

In front of the Fengyi Palace.

Di Yan slowly raised his head, his calm gaze sweeping over the nine god-like figures in the sky.

"Lin Yuan, look. You've only just been born, and already you've attracted so many lowlifes, disturbing your mother's labor and your father's mood."

He paused, as if talking to himself, yet also as if making a proclamation:

"Very well."

"Since you are here, then... kneel!!!"

The last two words were like a clap of thunder, echoing through heaven and earth.

Almost the instant the words fell.

"Buzz—!"

An indescribable, irresistible Emperors Might centered on Di Yan and exploded outward!

The moment the Nine Peak Supremes sensed this breath, the composure and arrogance on their faces instantly froze. They cried out in unison: "Quasi-Emperor!"

"No! This is by no means an ordinary Quasi-Emperor!" the Taoist-robed elder exclaimed, cracks appearing on the horsetail whisk in his hand.

"Roar!"

A burly giant clad in animal skins let out an unwilling roar. His knotted muscles bulged as he tried to resist the pressure, but his knees uncontrollably bent inch by inch.

The Holy Light on the Yu Clan Supreme's sacred golden wings dimmed rapidly, and his straight back slowly bowed.

The entity in the shadows let out a sharp hiss, its form fluctuating violently as if it would dissipate at any moment.

Green light flashed in the Yao Race Supreme's eyes as he manifested part of his true form, yet he was still pressed until his bones creaked, groaning in pain.

The elemental body of the Spirit Race Supreme nearly collapsed.

The towering Devilish Qi within the Ancient Demon was forcefully suppressed back into its body, and the demonic runes on its form flickered uncertainly.

The Buddhist light around the Vajra Arhat was compressed to within three inches of his skin, and fine cracks appeared on his golden body.

The energy-based Supreme's form twisted and changed, emitting chaotic energy fluctuations.

The nine invincible Peak Supremes each displayed their Divine Ability, exerting all their strength, burning their essence blood, and even risking damage to their Origin Dao foundations to resist this terrifying pressure!

Their resistance allowed all living beings inside and outside the Imperial City to see the terror of a Peak Supreme. Just the leaked Aura was enough to shatter mountains and rivers and tear the sky apart.

However, before Di Yan's Quasi-Emperor pressure—as vast as a sea of stars and as high as the firmament—all this resistance seemed pale and weak, like a mantis trying to stop a carriage.

"Thud!"

Finally, the slightly weaker Spirit Race Supreme was the first to give way. His right knee slammed into the Void Realm with a dull thud that sent ripples through the space!

He knelt on one knee, his head bowed low, his elemental body trembling violently, unable to look up again.

Then, it was like the first domino falling.

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

...Eight more dull thuds echoed through the deathly silent world, striking heavily into the deepest parts of the Divine Soul of every being witnessing this scene!

The Nine Peak invincible Supremes, above the Taiyan Imperial Capital, at a single word from Di Yan, all... knelt!

Inside and outside the Imperial City, there was a deathly silence.

Everyone looked up at the incredible scene at the Peak of the firmament, their minds shocked to the extreme.

The wild joy and excitement on the faces of the Prince Zhan, Spirit King, and others froze completely, turning into extreme pallor and unbelievable terror.

They collapsed one by one, their breathing almost coming to a halt.

Their last hope, the saviors they believed in, didn't even have the right to stand before Di Yan!

Di Yan took a step forward, cradling the infant, and instantly appeared above the Nine Peak Supremes.

He scanned the nine Supremes half-kneeling in the Void Realm with an indifferent gaze and spoke slowly:

"Disturbing the Empress's labor and frightening my imperial son—this is the first crime."

"Coveting my possessions and speaking insolently—this is the second crime."

"Shattering the sky of the Imperial Capital and damaging the city walls—this is the third crime."

"Three crimes to be punished together."

Di Yan paused slightly, looking at the baby in his arms who was giving him an innocent smile. A gentle curve appeared on his cold lips, but the words he spoke made the nine Supremes feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar:

"Your punishment shall be the destruction of your Divine Soul and the eternal imprisonment of your true spirit, to serve as a warning to others."

As his voice fell, Di Yan slowly raised his right hand.

Just as he was about to act, the Yu Clan Supreme struggled and roared:

"Human Emperor, I am the Clan Chief of the Yu Clan!"

"The Old Ancestor of my clan is a third-level Quasi-Emperor!"

"If you strike, you will surely face the towering wrath of my clan's Old Ancestor."

"That is a price you cannot afford!"

Di Yan stood in the Void Realm, his dragon robe unmoving in the storm of Laws, like an eternal deity.

He looked down at the roaring Yu Clan Clan Chief as if watching a speck of dust struggle.

"Price?"

Di Yan suddenly chuckled, his laughter carrying an ancient loneliness and Supreme majesty.

"I have ruled the Dynasty for a hundred thousand years. The bones I have stepped over could fill a sea of stars, and the souls I have extinguished could blot out the sun and moon."

He slowly raised his hand, palm upward, as if supporting the weight of the entire Major Thousand Worlds.

"If your Yu Clan's Old Ancestor comes, I will let him see with his own eyes how his bones shatter inch by inch."

"If your entire Yu Clan comes, I will ensure that the Extreme North Profound Realm is left with nothing but drifting, broken feathers."

Di Yan's gaze swept over the nine kneeling Supremes, finally settling on the deathly pale Yu Clan Clan Chief.

"As for you."

He pressed his palm down.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, no world-destroying phenomenon.

But the entire Void Realm where the nine Supremes were, along with their terrified and distorted faces, vanished silently like a wiped-out painting.

"You are not worthy of discussing a price with me."

The world was deathly silent.

Many Supremes who were about to set foot in the territory of the Taiyan Dynasty all stopped in the Void Realm outside the Taiyan Dynasty, their expressions filled with horror.

Even the few Quasi-Emperors hiding in the shadows were terrified by Di Yan's strength and had to suppress their thoughts of seizing the treasure, quietly going into hiding.

Such strength was far beyond what an ordinary first-level Quasi-Emperor could reach!

On the city wall, Zhang Qian trembled violently, his teeth chattering as he spat out two words: "Old Six."

As the words fell, his entire body fell straight back, his breath rapidly dissipating into nothingness.

The eyes of the Prince Zhan, Spirit King, and the others were filled with despair; the joy they felt earlier was now replaced by an equal measure of hopelessness.

Di Yan cradled the infant, standing at the Peak of the Nine Heavens, his gaze like lightning as it swept across the Void Realm in all directions.

Those prying eyes hidden in the shadows retreated one after another upon seeing this, not daring to stay for a moment longer.

"From this day forth, the Taiyan Dynasty is promoted to—the Taiyan Imperial Dynasty!"