52: The Dharma of the Flame God, the Golden Flame Burning Immortals

With a 'boom,' an earth-shattering sound erupted.

Terrifying aftershocks swept through, leaving thousands of buildings within the Imperial Palace in ruins.

Emperor Wanwu's full-power strike, aimed at the yuanfu mountain's defensive array, still failed to completely break it.

Xia Xuan protected Xia Ying and Prince Qi.

It wasn't out of kindness, but because their lives could not yet be given to Emperor Wanwu.

"You rebellious son, where did you get this treasure? Hidden Dragon Cave?"

Emperor Wanwu frowned; the aging of his body became increasingly apparent, and the longer this dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.

As he spoke, he seemed to sense something, gazing towards the top floor of a towering pavilion near Prince Chu's Mansion.

In the night, Ye Qingci stood on the top floor, holding the lazy White Cat, watching the Imperial Palace battlefield.

"Meow~"

Suddenly.

Snowball awoke, rolling over to look towards the Imperial Palace, its pupils glowing with an eerie silver light, and it waved its paw, seemingly disliking the overwhelming smell of blood.

Emperor Wanwu was startled.

The Dragon Qi on his body was being cut down, the Seal, and his Physical Body aged even faster.

"Father Emperor, you've lost focus."

Xia Xuan's cold voice echoed in Emperor Wanwu's ears.

The next moment, the Flame Divine Dharma Aspect, bathed in Divine Flames, descended from the Void Realm, its robes transforming into two fiery True Dragons, savagely biting at Emperor Wanwu's neck.

"Ah!!!"

Emperor Wanwu roared, blood gushing from his neck; in an instant, he only managed to seize one fire Dragon.

The other fire Dragon, nimble and ghostly, tore off a large chunk of flesh from his neck before wrapping around his body.

"Just a mere illusory Dharma Aspect (Level), you..."

Emperor Wanwu was about to scold him but suddenly stopped.

At this moment, Xia Xuan's Physical Body had completely merged into the Flame Divine Dharma Aspect, and its power was even more astonishing than Lü Bu's demon body.

"Good, good, good!"

Emperor Wanwu was furious; no longer hesitating, he merged his body with the Blood Demon Dharma Image.

The Imperial Dragon Qi was somewhat repelled by it.

But at this point, he couldn't care less.

As long as he killed Xia Xuan, then slaughtered Xia Ying and Prince Qi, ascended to the Divine Dharma Aspect, the remaining people would be nothing but chickens and dogs!

The nine-headed, eighteen-armed Blood Demon Dharma Image (Level) phantom solidified, gaining a Physical Body.

He wielded various evil artifacts, including a giant skull, a spine greatsword, a black demon pestle... a total of eighteen evil objects.

The Blood Demon Dharma Image (Level) swung a single arm, and the spine greatsword continuously extended, transforming into a spine whip that coiled towards Xia Xuan.

At the same time, the white bone skull opened its huge mouth, and countless vengeful spirits in the Imperial Palace gathered.

Immediately, the heavens and earth were filled with the wailing of ghosts and gods.

The vengeful spirits congealed into demon shadows, covering the sky and earth.

"Nine Dragons Divine Fire Gang!"

Xia Xuan's gaze sharpened; the Flame Divine Dharma Aspect radiated power without anger, its robes fluttering, and flames soared into the sky.

Nine fiery True Dragons roared in the firmament, emitting ancient Divine Flames, incinerating the vengeful spirits and sending them to Reincarnation.

"That anomaly the other day was caused by you?"

Emperor Wanwu was both jealous and enraged; seeing that ordinary attacks were ineffective, and the spine whip even began to melt before touching the Flame Divine Dharma Aspect, he immediately made a ruthless decision.

Blood Demon Disintegration!

The Blood Demon Dharma Image (Level), its eight ferocious heads and sixteen arms, all disintegrated.

A monstrous sea of blood engulfed the heavens and earth, with countless corpses floating within it.

The battlefield of the two shifted to an extremely high altitude, in the hazy sea of clouds, several blood-colored pillars of light shot into the sky.

The Flame Divine Dharma Aspect had nowhere to hide and was swallowed by the blood pillars.

Emperor Wanwu's Blood Demon Dharma Image (Level) body condensed, covered by a layer of blood-patterned Divine Armor, resisting the extreme scorching sun, and rushed into the blood pillar to fight Xia Xuan.

That night, the roar and wail of the sea of blood never ceased.

Above ten thousand feet in the sky, terrifying aftershocks swept through ten thousand acres of cloud sea.

In the eyes of the Wu Prefecture's common people, that night, the sky held a silver moon and a blood-red sun.

The next day.

The morning light was dim.

The sun rose in the east, purple Qi came from the east, and rays of light filled the sky.

Xia Xuan's Flame Divine Dharma Aspect, trapped in the Blood Sea Domain, resonated with the great sun in the distant starry sky, drawing down the True Solar Fire into the world.

"Boom!"

A colossal fireball, distorting the Void Realm, evaporated the sea of blood.

Emperor Wanwu's Blood Demon Dharma Image (Level) was in a sorry state, his mental state on the verge of collapse.

That night, he had relentlessly suppressed Xia Xuan, even sealing him within the sea of blood, preventing him from mobilizing the Origin Qi of heaven and earth.

But Xia Xuan's Flame Divine Body was like an eternal great sun, never depleting, with an endless supply of Divine Flames that could even boil the sea of blood.

Emperor Wanwu's mind was exhausted.

"Father Emperor, it's time to go; I will not waste your cultivation."

Xia Xuan's gaze was calm; although he felt some mental fatigue, his Bloodline still boiled, his kidneys were like gods, and his vitality continuously erupted.

The clear Void Realm suddenly vibrated and roared, and the Divine Kingdom anomaly reappeared in the world.

Nine ten-thousand-foot flame Dragons submitted to Xia Xuan's left and right.

As he slowly raised his hand.

The nine Dragons rampaged, devouring the Blood Demon Dharma Image (Level).

The flame light illuminated the sky; the people of the imperial capital looked up at the sky, and in the early morning, the sunlight was as scorching and hot as at noon.

There is a move in the Immortal Burning Art called Divine Flame Burning Immortals.

It involves collecting and refining different types of Divine Fire to burn all things.

Since Xia Xuan began cultivating this Divine Ability of the Immortal Burning Art, he had been compressing Divine Flame within his body; the Pure Yang Fire already had the prototype of Solar Essence Fire, appearing as a brilliant golden color.

Within the great sun cocoon formed by the nine flame Dragons, Emperor Wanwu let out a heartbreaking wail.

Xia Xuan was unmoved; he flew into it alone, releasing all the accumulated Solar Essence Fire, refining the Blood Demon Dharma Image (Level) alive.

He had a good understanding and study of the Blood Slaughter Profound Technique and the Blood God Art, mastering the art of refining Blood Fetus Clones.

And Emperor Wanwu's body, which gathered nearly eighty percent of the Wu Dynasty imperial family's Bloodline and Luck, could be called an excellent material for a blood fetus.

Time passed quickly.

Within the great sun cocoon, Emperor Wanwu's roars gradually disappeared, his Soul returning to Chaos consciousness.

A moment later, his only True Spirit also perished.

His Physical Body was also refined into pure, immaculate blood Origin Qi.

Xia Xuan, holding the Wu Dynasty's Imperial Seal, which now had faint cracks, mobilized the Imperial Dragon Qi to purify and refine these blood Origin Qi forces a second time, then absorbed them into his body.

The sound of two hearts beating simultaneously rang out.

Xia Xuan opened his mouth and exhaled, and a blood fetus in the shape of an infant, high in the Nine Heavens, frantically absorbed the Origin Qi of heaven and earth, so much so that the Origin Qi concentration throughout Wu Prefecture became slightly diluted.

The infant grew rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it became an adult just like Xia Xuan.

Its appearance was also exactly the same.

Xia Xuan pondered for a moment, then, with a thought, reshaped the blood fetus's appearance, making him resemble Emperor Wanwu in his youth, with an eighty percent similarity to himself.

In the imperial capital.

The inner city became a Forbidden Ground.

The inner city residents dared not go out during the day, and the bloodstains on the streets had not yet been cleaned.

The Imperial Palace, both inside and out, was surrounded by armored soldiers.

The effect of the Dragon Vein's suppression was still active.

They could not look up; everyone was filled with anxiety about the decisive battle above the firmament.

Until the moment the suppression was lifted, Xia Xuan's figure landed in front of the Nine Dragon Hall.

"Your Majesty... your Qi swallows mountains and rivers, your Divine Might is unparalleled!"

Prince Qi knelt and shouted.

Then, the vast, dark Great Wall Army of Immortal Qin, and the soldiers of the four camps, shouted in unison!

For a time, the shouts, like mountains and tsunamis, shook heaven and earth.

Millions of people in the imperial capital heard this sound and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This great upheaval, unprecedented in two thousand years, had come to an end...