167: God King Xing Tian, ​​Evil Dragon Emperor Burial!

"No need."

Xia Xuan waved his hand, his gaze fixed on the Dragon Scale Realm Wall, and softly called out, "Xing Tian."

"Your subject is here!"

Headless Xing Tian abruptly appeared in the Imperial Palace, kneeling on one knee, a shield and an axe standing beside him.

Although he had restrained his aura, he still gave off a towering, mountain-like oppressive feeling.

"Break the formation."

Xia Xuan wanted to see what kind of Battle Intent Xing Tian possessed after breaking through his limits and forging a God King body.

"I obey Your Majesty's decree!"

Xing Tian bowed slightly, holding his Gan Qi shield and axe with both hands, then turned and stepped out of the main hall.

Before the Dragon-Human Domain Realm Wall, in front of a million troops.

Xing Tian stood in the Void Realm.

"A headless monster?"

"It seems Great Xia doesn't want to turn swords into plowshares. But you could at least send a decent Divine General. The previous ones could still shake the Dragon Scale Realm Wall, but this one... is it an evil being captured from Demon State?"

On the other side, on the Dragon-Human Clan's war airship, some Disciples and Clan Elders, realizing that peace talks were impossible, began to hurl insults.

"Evil being?" Yan Seven Kills sneered coldly, glancing at Xing Tian with lingering fear.

The Realm Wall blocked his aura. If those idiots from the Dragon-Human Clan felt the terrifying aura continuously rising from this Demonic General, they would never dare to utter those two words.

Boom! Boom!

A massive pillar of demonic flame shot up into the sky.

The Void Realm trembled, the universe shook, and demonic flames surged. The armor on Xing Tian's body ignited with Soul fire, and his Battle Intent, like an undying Divine Spirit, helped his Divine Soul break through the Bottleneck of the Yang God Monarch.

On the Mystic Spirit planet, in a distant deep-sea region, a colorful river of Dao, like a convergence of aurora, projected a phantom image that manifested in the sky of the Xuanling Realm.

Upstream of the river, a vast and boundless undying Battle Intent condensed into a majestic figure, who stepped into the long river of Dao.

Before the Dragon Scale Realm Wall, Xing Tian also took a step forward.

His body surged, no longer confined to a mortal shell. His Demonic God body stood tall against the heavens, his majestic figure even taller than the continuous mountain ranges behind him.

The Gan Qi shield and axe, like celestial pillars, even before being swung, emitted a demonic might that permeated the Void Realm, causing fine black cracks to appear.

Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be the mournful cry of a Demonic God.

"So, the Origin of the Xuanling's Dao is hidden at the bottom of the deep sea..."

Xia Xuan's eyes gleamed. His far-sighted Divine Ability pierced through the land, seeing the section of the Dao Origin revealed at the bottom of the deep sea in the Chaotic Star Sea.

However, he had now completely achieved Fusion with the Dao Origin of the Celestial Maiden Realm. He only needed to quietly wait for the world's transformation to complete to achieve the Realm of God King. This complete control was far better than becoming one-thousandth within the Xuanling Dao Origin.

As the demonic might raged, roars of Dragons echoed from within the Dragon Scale Realm Wall.

"What a terrifying great demon! What is his Origin?"

On the airship, the young Dragon-Humans were completely awestruck by the terrifying sight of this demon devouring heaven and earth. Even the Dragon-Human Clan Elders were horrified.

Xing Tian, who had transformed into an ancient Demonic God, merely stood there. The permeating pressure made the Dragon Scale Realm Wall feel overwhelmed and on the verge of collapse. The golden Dragon scales flowed faster, and the Dragon roars sounded more like a lament.

"Battle!"

Xing Tian roared, his demonic voice piercing metal and shattering stone, exploding in everyone's minds.

On the Yan Huang Army's side, their Battle Intent continuously soared. On the Realm Wall, fine cracks burst open, and the faces of the Dragon-Human Clan members turned pale, drained of color. Their Souls felt as if they would be shattered by a single demonic sound.

The newly formed blood-red eye on Xing Tian's chest opened, and the power of a Dao Fusing God King surged to its peak. He held the Gan Qi shield in one hand and the Qi giant axe in the other, then suddenly swung it down with a thunderous chop towards the Realm Wall.

The universe shattered, the Dao roared, and Void Realm cracks, like a star-river waterfall, descended from top to bottom, 貫通 heaven and earth. The space turbulence, which annihilated everything, dragged the entire Dragon Scale Realm Wall into it.

As the giant axe fell, the golden Dragon Scale Realm Wall ceased to exist.

Before Xing Tian, the ground sank a thousand feet, and all who stood in the way were reduced to dust.

One axe strike carved out a bottomless abyss!

The monstrous demonic flames split heaven and earth, even severing the sky curtain of the Dragon-Human Domain, almost "grazing" the airship carrying the Dragon-Human Clan's elite.

The Souls of all the Dragon-Humans trembled violently, their legs shaking, scared out of their wits. Their minds were blank, and they didn't even dare to look up at the sky at the shadow of the Demonic God that blotted out the sun.

A cold wind blew, carrying a whistling sound, and some people had already collapsed to the ground. More severely, some directly bled from their seven orifices and fainted.

The visual impact was unparalleled.

Within the Yan Huang Army, countless people were also amazed.

With such a world-shaking Demonic General under His Majesty, where in Mystic Spirit could they not go?

Who could stop Great Xia's unification?

Any ignorant and fearless individual would probably have to weigh whether they had the strength to withstand this world-destroying axe strike.

The Dragon-Human Clan Chief, whose hands trembled uncontrollably, looked at the shattered Realm Wall, the encroaching demonic might, and the endless Yan Huang Army on the horizon. A wave of sorrow filled his heart, and he almost couldn't stop himself from prostrating.

He understood that the reason he was still alive was because the Demonic General was waiting for the voice from the Imperial Palace of the Floating Divine City.

Otherwise, if the axe that split the Realm Wall had deviated even slightly, it could have wiped out everyone on the entire Dragon-Human Clan's airship.

A Divine Lord Realm cultivator obviously couldn't draw upon the Dao. There was only one explanation: this Demonic General before them was at least a God King Realm, and not a weak God King as recorded in ancient texts, but a top-tier God King who specialized in combat arts and had an exceptionally high Dao Realm.

Legend has it that such an existence might not appear even once in tens of thousands of years within an undying Imperial Dynasty.

"Your Majesty, the Dragon-Human Clan..."

The Dragon-Human Clan Chief bent his knees, gritting his teeth, preparing to surrender.

"Kill!"

At the same time, an imperial decree was issued from the Floating Divine City.

"Those not of our Human Race are bound to have different intentions. Five thousand years ago, Your Majesty gave you a way out. Now, you have participated in rebellion and usurpation. You shall be exterminated!"

Chancellor added coldly.

At the same time, the Dragon Slaying Platform on the Floating Divine City shed blood for the first time, and the Dragon Maiden perished.

Unlike the Glacier Tribe, they were pure-blooded Human Race.

The Dragon-Human Clan had long since deviated from the orthodox path, and the surrender of Mammoth Elder had set an example.

What Great Xia needed now was not a Dragon-Human Clan that surrendered with hatred in their hearts, but another example of a clan that was completely annihilated for rebellion and usurpation.

Killing the chicken to warn the monkeys, that was all it was.

"Roar!!!"

As the Dragon-Human Clan Chief was stunned, the sky darkened, and a colossal black Dragon flew from Demon State. Its blood-red, bloodthirsty Dragon eyes stared at the Dragon-Human Domain below, immensely excited.

The Wicked Dragon Emperor Burial, through the slaughter and resentment of these past days, had further amplified its fierce might. Seeing these fear-ridden creatures, it felt as if it had discovered the most delicious food.

On this day, the Dragon-Human Domain entered a period of eternal night.

With the extermination order issued, no other state or territory dared to shelter the Dragon-Human Clan, all expelling them from their own lands.

And the Dragon-Human Domain completely devolved into a living hell.

The Wicked Dragon broke through and coiled around the Dragon-Human Domain, its body so massive it oppressed heaven and earth. Its killing Dao was imprinted on the Xuanling Dao Origin, causing the beings of the Xuanling Realm to become very friendly. As soon as resentment arose, it was indirectly absorbed and devoured by it.

"Destroy the Dragon-Human Clan civilization, exterminate the clan, tyrant points +99.99 million..."

The System's recorded limit was 99.99 million, but the actual tyrant points provided were far more than that.