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Chapter 563: Personal Visit



Chapter 563: Personal Visit

"Let's go! Let's go!"

"The Holy Emperor himself has come to Mount Sumeru."

"Not only that, the Xuanyuan clan was also with them!"

"That is the fourth ancestor of the Xuanyuan clan, an elderly saint. The two sides are really going to fight to the death."

News of the Great Sage Emperor's joint expedition with the Sand Sea to Mount Sumeru spread quickly, and many powerful figures secretly followed and spied on the event.

Chen Futu knew of their existence but ignored them, so that the people of the Western Regions could witness the might of the Great Xia Dynasty.

A day later, the group arrived at the foot of Mount Sumeru. A densely packed group of Buddhist monks were waiting in full force, including over a hundred Martial Emperors and Martial Venerables, and more than ten Cloud-Piercing Realm cultivators. Such a lineup was not to be underestimated.

"Amitabha Buddha, the Holy Emperor has come in person, this humble monk pays his respects."

A familiar voice came from behind; it was none other than Wu Nian, the Martial Saint King whose arm had been severed by Zhang Sanfeng.

In addition, there were two martial saints, both old and with kind and benevolent faces.

Chen Futu snorted, "Master, do you know why I have come in person?"

Wu Nian stood with one hand in front of him, looking neither happy nor sad. "This humble monk is guilty. I failed to properly restrain the disciples in my sect, causing a calamity. I hope the Holy Emperor will not blame me."

"You think you can get away with this with a flimsy apology? Do you think I'm that easy to fool?"

"The Holy Emperor may set conditions, and this humble monk will grant them without fail."

I have no desire to fight.

The last time Zhang Sanfeng left him with a psychological scar. Just because he didn't see Zhang Sanfeng now doesn't mean Zhang Sanfeng didn't come. If they were to fight, he would definitely be no match for him in his current state.

"I warned you all not to offend the majesty of the Great Xia, but it is too late to beg for mercy now."

"Why must Your Majesty do this? You can speak your mind if you have any requests."

"My request is very simple: I want to take your dog's head back to make my beloved concubine smile."

Chen Futu's voice wasn't loud, but it domineeringly declared that this battle was inevitable.

The powerful figures watching from the shadows were thrilled. "As expected of the current Holy Emperor, he is as domineering as the legends suggest."

"The fight is finally about to start! I'm so excited!"

Mount Sumeru has dominated the Western Regions for too long. Will this battle be a battle where veteran powerhouses uphold their dignity, or a battle where a rising star from the Central Plains emerges as invincible?

The sky was dark and oppressive, and the two sides were filled with murderous intent.

Zhao Yun gripped his spear tightly, his holy aura almost bursting forth, his fighting spirit soaring to its peak.

Xuanyuan Hong stroked his beard, his eyes growing increasingly cold.

"Start the war."

Chen Futu boldly unleashed the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, immediately launching into the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique. The hundred-foot-long sword light, carrying with it a surge of sword dao laws, sliced ​​across Little Sumeru Mountain.

"Take action!"

Enraged, Wu Nian and the two sides immediately engaged in battle.

The hundred-foot sword light sliced ​​across, and many monks were unable to dodge in time and were instantly cut in half. Wu Nian was about to block it, but Chen Futu smashed the wordless stele on his head, and he fell from the sky.

"A decisive blow right from the start!"

"That sword strike killed over a hundred powerful warriors, including at least three Grand Venerables at the Cloud-Piercing Realm."

"The Holy Emperor is too domineering. He intends to massacre the entire Lesser Mount Sumeru to demand justice for the Empress."

This battle is destined to be a fight to the death.

Chen Futu ignored everyone else and focused solely on Wu Nian, who had lost an arm and suffered internal injuries. His cultivation level and mental state had both declined, and he was currently only at the early stage of the Saint King realm.

Chen Futu, wielding a dragon-sparrow in one hand and a wordless stele in the other, smashed Wu Nian until he was utterly disheveled.

As for the other two holy old monks, one was blocked by Xuan Yuan Hong, and the other was forced to dodge left and right by Zhao Zilong's spear, facing constant danger.

"When the wind rises, the dragon soars!"

"With spear in hand, I will conquer the land!"

Zhao Yun's combat power completely overwhelmed the old monk. His spear techniques were like a storm, and in just a few exchanges, the old monk was riddled with holes.

This scene made everyone grimace.

Such a young martial arts master, with his blood surging to the extreme, overpowered the elderly martial arts master in a stunning and unparalleled way.

As for the fierce battle between Chen Futu and Wunian, it was even more intense, with their bodies clashing!

The resulting annihilating true energy pressed down in all directions, causing sand and stones to fly everywhere.

Chen Futu possessed the bloodline of a divine-grade dragon emperor, and his physical strength far surpassed that of Wu Nian. At this moment, he unleashed the Emperor's Law, maximizing his power. Even outside the Great Xia territory, he could still unleash the sword law with every move. Furthermore, he was protected by the Imperial Law, and his domineering aura clashed with Wu Nian's mind. The scene of him directly confronting the Saint King shocked everyone.

"It's too exaggerated!"

"Didn't he just break through to the Saintly Realm not long ago? How can he actually withstand a Saint King? That's outrageous!"

"That's the current Holy Emperor, practically invincible at the same realm!"

Everyone was right. Without Chen Futu's true form appearing, his avatar was indeed invincible among those of the same realm. In addition, Wu Nian was traumatized by Zhang Sanfeng and worried that Zhang Sanfeng was hiding in the shadows. Now, he was disturbed by the domineering aura and almost had his head smashed by the wordless stele several times.

"You have harmed my beloved concubine! How could I tolerate this!"

"Holy Emperor, you have gone too far in insulting our Buddhist sect!"

The great battle between Chen Futu and Wunian went from the sky to the land, and then to the ground, with the entire Lesser Mount Sumeru trembling under the clash of laws.

In the distant capital of Chen, Consort Ge stood on the city wall, gazing at the turbulent energy currents in the western sky. Her eyes reddened, "I am so fortunate to have Your Majesty's favor..."

Looking across the continent, who dares to touch Mount Sumeru? Only the Great Sage Emperor Chen Futu.

"Die!"

Chen Futu's Dragon Emperor Fist landed squarely on Wunian's face, nearly popping his eyeballs out.

Chen Futu was furious. Taking advantage of his absence from the Western Regions, that bald monk had gone to the State of Chen to humiliate Consort Ge. He couldn't tolerate it at all.

Looking at other battlefields, the Xuanyuan clan fought without restraint. They were experts at playing with fire, and the entire battlefield was filled with Li Fire, creating a sea of ​​fire that spread towards Mount Sumeru.

Ordinary monks were busy putting out the fire, but unfortunately, these fires could not be extinguished by ordinary water. Instead, the fires grew stronger with each scalding, which led to some monks being set ablaze and running around the mountain, igniting even more buildings.

Inside the Jade Palace, Chen Futu spent some points to use the system to project the battle live onto the wall for everyone to comprehend the laws of the Holy Path.

Yaoyue gritted her teeth and said, "It's no fun if they won't let me go!"

Xiao Bai and Li Yuanba nodded vigorously. These two idiots also wanted to cause a ruckus at Mount Sumeru, and they were already itching to get started.

Bai Wuyai said strangely, "Your Majesty is overestimating yourself by daring to climb Mount Sumeru with such a small number of people."

Chen Futu asked in confusion, "Is there a Great Sage inside?"

"As far as I know, Mount Sumeru has a profound foundation and is not lacking in Great Sage powerhouses. Even if time is unpredictable, there are at least elderly Great Sages to guard it, and at the very least, there are Saint Kings who have not yet emerged."

"Is that so?"

Chen Futu secretly asked the system, "If the other side sends out a Great Sage, it will be difficult to handle. Can you open a teleportation channel?"

[Based on the host's request, the system uses an avatar to create a location space channel]

[Round-trip passage token, allows five people to pass at a time, valid for one hour, priced at 200,000 points]

"Go ahead and squander the points I have left!"

[The host has 250,000 points remaining. Do you wish to purchase?]


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