134: The imperial city is stained with blood! The emperor is like an ant, crushed with a single hand!

The Yongyao Imperial City was ablaze, flames soaring into the sky.

The once magnificent imperial capital had now been reduced to an Asura field.

Shouts of slaughter, screams of agony, and the clanging of weapons intertwined into a doomsday elegy.

“Boom—!”

The Void Realm trembled.

A giant Cauldron surrounded by nine golden Dragons, carrying the supreme dao emperor weapon prestige that suppressed mountains and rivers, smashed down violently.

A supreme dao emperor weapon—the Nine Dragon Cauldron!

“Puff!”

The Ninth Princess's body shook violently, and the protective Ancestral Phoenix Battle Armor let out an overwhelmed wail, covered in cracks.

She flew backward like a kite with a broken string, slamming heavily in front of the ruined Golden Throne Hall, blood spurting from her mouth and staining her originally white palace dress red.

“Your Highness!”

In the distance, the Dao-Protecting Supreme of the True Phoenix Clan let out a shrill roar.

She wanted to help, but was firmly entangled by two rebel Supremes; covered in blood, she could barely save herself.

“Ninth Sister, give up.”

The First Prince, wearing a blood-stained python robe, stepped through the Void Realm and looked down condescendingly at the disheveled Ninth Princess.

A victor's sneer was on his face.

“Father has been defeated, and you have been defeated too.”

“This Yongyao Divine Domain will ultimately be my world.”

The Ninth Princess propped herself up with her sword and stood up with difficulty.

Her black hair was a mess, and her beautiful face was covered in blood, but her eyes remained startlingly bright, reflecting an unyielding stubbornness.

“Su Xuanchen... will come back.”

She gritted her teeth, enunciating every word.

“When he returns, all of you will die!”

“Su Xuanchen?”

The First Prince burst into wild laughter as if he had heard a huge joke.

“Hahahaha!”

“My silly sister, are you still dreaming?”

His smile vanished, his eyes turning venomous as he leaned closer and lowered his voice:

“Let me tell you a secret.”

“The Chaos Holy Land, the Underworld, and the God Race joined forces, deploying three Great Emperors and setting up the Chaos Emperor Slaying Formation!”

“Right there at Lanyun Sea!”

“By now, Su Xuanchen has probably been turned into a pile of minced meat!”

“What?!”

The Ninth Princess's pupils constricted, and her heart skipped a beat.

“Three Great Emperors?!”

“And a killing formation?!”

Despair surged into her heart like a tide, instantly drowning all her persistence.

“No... impossible...”

Just then.

“Rumble—!!!”

A deafening explosion echoed from above the Nine Heavens.

A blood-covered figure fell like a meteorite, crashing violently into the center of the Imperial City square.

The ground collapsed, and dust filled the air.

That was... the Yongyao Emperor Lord!

At this moment, his hair was disheveled, and there was a transparent blood hole through his chest; his imperial blood had run dry, and his aura was extremely weak.

“Father!!”

The Ninth Princess let out a heart-wrenching cry of grief and stumbled over.

“Cough, cough...”

The Yongyao Emperor Lord struggled to get up but could not move at all.

He had been defeated.

Defeated miserably.

The Void Realm split open.

A majestic, terrifying figure radiating a decaying aura stepped down through the air.

It was a Great Emperor wearing ancient battle armor.

He was surrounded by a gray mist, his face blurred, but his indifference toward all living beings as if they were ants made every creature in the Imperial City tremble.

The Mysterious Great Emperor!

The ultimate trump card brought by the First Prince!

“Yongyao, you are old.”

The Mysterious Great Emperor landed in front of the Yongyao Emperor Lord and stepped on his chest, his voice hoarse like metal scraping against metal.

“Hand over the Imperial Seal and control over the supreme dao emperor weapon.”

“This Emperor... will give you a swift end.”

“You... dream on!”

The Yongyao Emperor Lord's eyes widened in fury as he tried to burn his final Primordial Spirit to self-destruct.

“Buzz!”

The Mysterious Great Emperor applied pressure with his foot, and a strange power instantly sealed all of the Yongyao Emperor Lord's Meridians.

“Want to die? It won't be that easy.”

Seeing this, the First Prince was ecstatic.

He stepped forward quickly and bowed deeply to the Mysterious Great Emperor.

“Thank you for your intervention, Old Ancestor!”

“Once I ascend the throne, I will surely mobilize the power of the entire nation to offer sacrifices to Old Ancestor!”

The Mysterious Great Emperor nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the Ninth Princess as a look of greed flashed in his eyes.

“This girl has a good Physique; leave her for this Emperor to use as a Cauldron.”

The Ninth Princess held her father's head, watching this pack of wolves and tigers, blood and tears streaming from her eyes.

It was over.

Everything was over.

Su Xuanchen was dead, and Father had been defeated.

There was no more hope in this world.

“Su Xuanchen...”

She murmured to herself, her hand quietly tightening around a jade talisman.

That was a secret technique to destroy one's Divine Soul.

Even if she died, she would never be humiliated!

At the moment the First Prince prepared to step forward to seize the Nine Dragon Cauldron, and the Ninth Princess prepared to end her own life.

“Rip—!”

The Void Realm above the Imperial City was suddenly ripped open brutally.

A figure surrounded by divine light, yet with a face full of terror, stumbled out of the rift.

It was a Quasi-Emperor messenger from the God Race!

Where was his poise as a powerhouse now?

His hair was disheveled, and his face was as pale as paper, as if some prehistoric beast was chasing him.

“Old Ancestor! Run quickly!!”

As soon as the God Race messenger appeared, he let out a shrill scream.

“Something happened! Something big has happened!!”

Inside the Imperial City, there was silence.

Everyone was stunned.

The smile on the First Prince's face froze, and he frowned.

“What are you panicking for? Where are your manners!”

“Is Su Xuanchen dead?”

“Dead my ass!!”

The God Race messenger roared hysterically, his voice trembling.

“Great Emperor Tai Heng... has fallen!”

“The Underworld Great Emperor... was crushed to pieces!”

“The Chaos Holy Master... was beaten into dregs!”

“The ambush plan failed! He's a monster! A complete monster!!”

This series of news was like world-destroying divine thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.

The First Prince was dumbstruck, his head buzzing.

“Three Great Emperors... all dead?!”

“How is this possible?!”

The Mysterious Great Emperor stepping on the Yongyao Emperor Lord froze.

In his eyes hidden behind the mist, the original indifference vanished, replaced only by extreme terror.

As a being of the same level, he knew the strength of those three all too well.

They were counter-killed even while working together in a formation?

Then the strength of the newcomer... “Go!!”

The Mysterious Great Emperor did not hesitate.

He didn't even care about the First Prince or the Yongyao Emperor Lord on the ground; he abandoned everything and turned to tear open the Void Realm to flee.

A ruthless person who could kill three emperors—killing him would be like child's play?!

“Old Ancestor? Where are you going?!”

The First Prince panicked and reached out to grab the edge of the Mysterious Great Emperor's robe.

However.

Just as the Mysterious Great Emperor had torn open a spatial rift and was about to step halfway in.

“Since you're already here.”

“Why are you in such a hurry to leave?”

A lazy, magnetic, yet supremely overbearing voice abruptly echoed above the Imperial City.

The voice wasn't loud.

Yet it caused the Mysterious Great Emperor's figure to freeze in mid-air, unable to move.

“Su... Su Xuanchen?!”

The Ninth Princess suddenly looked up, a dazzling light bursting from her dull eyes.

Immediately after.

A hand.

A giant hand that blotted out the sun, surrounded by gray Chaos Qi, emerged without warning from the Void Realm.

That hand was too large.

The palm lines were clearly visible, each like a mountain range, and within its palm, it actually held a great Universe that was coming into being and passing away.

“No!!!”

The Mysterious Great Emperor let out a roar of despair.

He frantically burned his imperial blood and summoned his life-bound imperial weapon, trying to block the hand.

But before that giant Chaos hand.

His imperial weapon was like fragile glass, shattering instantly.

His protective imperial light was like thin paper, punctured with a single poke.

“Puff!”

A soft sound.

Like crushing a fly.

The giant Chaos hand effortlessly gripped the Mysterious Great Emperor in its palm.

Then, it squeezed gently.

“Bang—!”

He turned into blood mist.

There was no earth-shaking explosion, no world-destroying aftermath.

The Mysterious Great Emperor who had just been so arrogant, stepping on the Yongyao Emperor Lord and flaunting his power.

Just like that... he was crushed to pieces.

Along with his Primordial Spirit, he was turned into dust.

Only a battered True Spirit on the verge of dissipating remained, casually pinched between the fingers of that giant hand, no different from holding an insect.

The First Prince maintained his reaching posture, completely petrified in place.

A “gurgling” sound came from his throat, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

“Dead?”

His greatest reliance, the invincible Old Ancestor in his eyes... was just crushed to death like a bedbug?

“Buzz—!”

The Chaos Qi dissipated.

A tall and straight figure stepped down from the Void Realm.

His black-gold imperial robe fluttered, his hair was crystalline, and his face was as handsome as a demon's.

Not even a single drop of blood was on him.

Su Xuanchen.

He was back.

“Su Xuanchen!!”

The Ninth Princess could no longer control herself; she threw down her sword and rushed over recklessly, throwing herself into that familiar embrace.

“I thought... I thought you...”

She sobbed uncontrollably, her delicate body trembling violently.

“Silly girl.”

Su Xuanchen held her with one arm while still pinching that remnant soul with his other hand, his face wearing that signature wicked smile.

“Your husband's life is very tough.”

“Even the King of Hell has to offer me a cigarette when he sees me; who would dare take me?”

He looked up, his gaze passing over the First Prince who had long since collapsed in terror, finally landing on the remnant soul in his hand.

“A dog of the Chaos God Clan?”