Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Above the high heavens, white clouds drifted. After Jun Wu Xie and that Myth-level Half-Saint Emperor entered the clouds, they seemed to vanish without a trace.

The tranquility in the high sky did not last forever.

Just as the eight powerful experts below were at an absolute disadvantage, each covered in blood, struggling miserably under Lan Lan's sharp claws, and the Emperor Da Gan looked up at the sky, full of confidence in the battle above, the sky full of white clouds suddenly seemed to be swept up by a whirlwind.

In an instant, the entire sky presented a magnificent scene of churning clouds.

Clang!

The sound of a sword echoed from the sky, and Xuan light penetrated the starry sky, illuminating the earth as well.

At the same time, chaotic golden light bloomed, incomparably brilliant, dyeing the thousands of miles of clouds into chaotic gold.

"Humph!"

"Roar!"

After the sound of the sword, there followed the loud and domineering roars of a dragon and a tiger.

Everyone on the ground saw through the thinned clouds the dazzling sword light, countless and overwhelming.

At the same time, a figure surrounded by chaotic golden light shuttled through the sword energy, throwing punches, with dragons and tigers flashing, colliding fiercely with the sword energy. The remaining power, like raging waves, swept out in all directions, causing all the clouds to collapse.

The scene of the high sky battlefield was completely exposed to people's sight.

In the sky more than ten thousand miles high, energy continued to surge and roll. Every collision between the two combatants would cause a mushroom cloud to rise, and large swaths of law runes would bloom and break.

Feeling the vast pressure coming from above the sky, the aftermath of the battle covering tens of thousands of miles, everyone on the ground, except for Jing Ya, felt trembling and terrified.

The range of this kind of battle was too terrifying. Such a strong person could cover any city in Qingzhou with a single blow.

Without a sufficiently powerful ancient defensive array, a single strike could destroy a city!

"How could he be so strong? He's just a Great Saint Realm brat!"

Emperor Da Gan could not accept this fact. Even if the outcome was not yet decided, in his opinion, Jun Wu Xie could not possibly win, but he still felt extremely unbalanced.

How many years had he cultivated? In order to break through to the Overlord Saint Realm, he had suffered a Qi Deviation, almost dying, and paid a huge price, ultimately sharply reducing his lifespan.

In the end, he still failed to break through.

That Jun Wu Xie, a young man in his twenties, and a body cultivator, how could he be so strong? How could he be so strong?

That Envoy, but the foundation expert of the Taiyi Sect in Hanzhou, not to say the strongest person in the Taiyi Sect, but at least among the strongest group of people.

Now, in the battle between the two, the foundation expert of the Taiyi Sect actually could not gain the upper hand in a short period of time.

"Ah!!!"

A miserable scream full of unwillingness pulled back the minds of everyone who was paying attention to the high sky battlefield.

Emperor Da Gan looked in the direction of the sound, his pupils contracted violently, a trace of paleness appeared on his face, and his body could not help but sway.

It was one of the eight powerful experts from the Taiyi Sect in Hanzhou who were besieging the blue alien beast.

A Half-Saint Emperor-level expert actually met his end like this, his secret technique pierced by the sharp claw light from the blue claws, his defense torn apart, half of his head shattered, his primordial spirit torn apart, and he died on the spot!

Such a bloody scene was too impactful.

Whether for the experts of the Taiyi Sect, or for Emperor Da Gan, or for the defending soldiers, it caused a huge psychological impact and pressure.

"Scatter for this King!"

Ning Wang's low roar came from in front of the city gate.

At this time, although he was disabled, sitting in a wheelchair, he looked particularly crazy, his head full of black hair dancing wildly, his eyes full of bloodshot, and even his pupils were flashing with red light.

The soldiers who were using siege equipment to impact the city gate hurriedly pushed the equipment away.

They saw dense runes light up on Ning Wang's body, and his true Qi burned and boiled like flames around his body.

His aura climbed frantically, reaching its peak in an instant, and then rushed towards the tall and heavy city gate.

With a loud bang.

Ning Wang's palm print, gathering power, bombarded the city gate, causing the defensive runes on the city gate to explode, but only resisted for a moment before all the defensive runes collapsed.

The heavy metal gate was directly blown away, with two palm prints half a foot deep on it, shocking the eye.

"The city gate is broken, follow this commander to kill into the city! Remember, you are not allowed to harm the people without reason. This is Lord Jun's decree, those who violate it will be executed immediately!"

The cavalry commander's voice was like a war drum, waving his war spear, riding his war horse into the city.

Behind him were dense elite iron cavalry, like a steel torrent, killing into the city.

"Your Majesty, this place is not suitable for a long stay, let's retreat back to the palace, hold firm there, and wait for the Envoy to kill Jun Wu Xie before coming to quell the rebellion!"

"Ah!!!"

Emperor Da Gan clenched his fists, making a low roar, his face ferocious.

Thinking of when he came out earlier, so high and mighty facing Ning Wang, but now he had to escape, it was really difficult to accept in his heart, but the reality forced him to retreat and temporarily avoid the edge.

He prepared to leave under the guard of several Half-step Overlord Saint experts.

"Still want to leave?"

Ning Wang's voice was like a thunderclap, shaking their eardrums to split, their brains buzzing, and their bodies swaying, almost falling down.

Ning Wang, sitting in a wheelchair, appeared in front of them, blocking their way.

"Father Emperor, how many years have it been since we father and son have had such close contact?"

Ning Wang's body was sitting in the wheelchair, without legs, without a left arm, only a right arm.

The corners of his mouth held a smile, his words were very peaceful, but the coldness and hatred in his eyes made Emperor Da Gan feel that every inch of his skin was cold.

Emperor Da Gan believed he understood what his son was like, especially Ning Wang, who wanted to replace him and sit on the throne, he had studied him even more carefully and deeply.

Ning Wang's various reactions, whether angry or hysterical, he had no feeling at all.

Because that kind of Ning Wang, in fact, had some things in his heart that he still couldn't let go of, and only with entanglement would he be like this, so as long as there was entanglement, there was the possibility of being influenced by others.

The current Ning Wang was the most dangerous he thought, impeccable!

He finally saw in his eyes a cold killing intent without any scruples!

Ning Wang no longer had any burden in his heart.

"Wang'er, no matter what, I am always your Father Emperor, blood is thicker than water, you can never change this relationship."

Emperor Da Gan said calmly, of course he would not sit still and wait for death.

He was very clear that although Ning Wang was disabled, his realm had already broken through to Overlord Saint, and even if he and the people around him joined forces, it was impossible to escape from his presence.

If he wanted to survive, delay time, and wait for the Envoy to kill Jun Wu Xie, the only way was to attack his heart.

"So, what do you want to say?"

Ning Wang's expression was still so indifferent, completely different from his previous crazy appearance.

"What I want to say is that we are father and son, I am your father! Fratricide is the greatest tragedy in the world, this kind of human tragedy should not happen to you, after all, you are the future Emperor of Da Gan, how can you bear such a stigma?"

Emperor Da Gan looked like he was thinking of Ning Wang.

As a result, as soon as his voice fell, Ning Wang's only palm quickly swung up.

Pa!

His arm stretched dozens of times, so fast that Emperor Da Gan and others could not see clearly, and in the loud slap, heavily slapped him on the face.

Emperor Da Gan was slapped and flew out on the spot, half of his teeth fell out, and he spat out a mouthful of thick blood.

"Your Majesty!"

Several powerful experts hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

Emperor Da Gan covered his face, the anger and humiliation in his eyes boiling, his face twisted beyond recognition, and he said sharply: "Inverted son! You actually dare to slap me!"

"This king is hitting you today!"

Ning Wang remained calm and composed, and as his voice fell, another slap came.

He was in the Overlord Saint Realm, Emperor Da Gan and others were only Half-step Overlord Saint, and were not his opponents at all. Under the suppression of the Great Realm, they didn't even have a chance to dodge.

This slap once again sent Emperor Da Gan flying.

"Ah! Inverted son, you will be struck by lightning!"

Emperor Da Gan was furious, being slapped in public by his own son, which monarch in history had such incompetence and shame?

"Struck by lightning?" Ning Wang laughed, and said: "The woman this king loved most in this life was assassinated by you, besieged and seriously injured to death. Do you know how I felt at that time? You definitely don't know, because how can a heartless person like you understand?"

The smile on Ning Wang's face became more and more cruel, "But this king wants to see how heartless you are. Don't worry, this king will not let you die so quickly, this king will let you see with your own eyes how I will play with your harem. A heartless person like you probably won't have any feelings, will you be angry, will you feel ashamed? Will you?"

"You...you...you you you!"

Emperor Da Gan's eyes widened in anger, he couldn't believe his ears, Ning Wang actually said such a thing, this was something he would never have dreamed of.

He couldn't imagine such a scene. If this thing really happened, for an emperor, it would be a psychological torment worse than death, the strongest shame in this life, and there would never be anything more shameful than this in the future.

"Father, what are you saying?"

An Ning arrived, just in time to hear Ning Wang's words.

"Ning'er..."

"Father, are you worthy of Mother Consort? If Mother Consort has a spirit in heaven, if she knows that you are doing this, she doesn't know how sad she will be. She doesn't want to see you become like this because of hatred!"

An Ning was almost hoarsely roaring at Ning Wang.

She knew that her father had become psychologically twisted because of hatred, and she had to pull him back, otherwise the consequences would be serious.

Ning Wang shuddered, especially when he heard her mention the words Mother Consort, there was a clear light and a touch of tenderness in his hatred-blinded eyes.

“Ning'er, Father was wrong. Father didn't know what came over him just now…”

Ning Wang regained his senses, realizing that his state of mind had almost fallen into the abyss, and couldn't help but feel afraid.

“Father, you are too deeply obsessed. Some emotions have accumulated in your heart for too long. Now that you are awake, your daughter is relieved. As for this person, Father, how do you plan to deal with him?”

Anning pointed to the Great Qian Emperor.

“How to deal with him can be discussed later, first stop the fighting!”

Ning Wang and the wheelchair beneath him teleported through the air, appearing in front of the Great Qian Emperor. He reached out and grabbed him, while simultaneously unleashing domineering true energy, shattering the bones of several half-step Hegemon Saints, who were then suppressed on the spot by the Rune Armor Army generals.

“All defending soldiers in the city, quickly lay down your weapons and surrender! Your Emperor has fallen into this King's hands!”

Ning Wang carried the Great Qian Emperor into the high sky, his voice spreading throughout the entire city like a resounding bell.

Instantly, the defending soldiers, who were resisting under the organization of some stubborn generals, looked towards the sky in unison, then clanged as they dropped their weapons, took off their rune armor, and knelt on the ground.

“Treat the surrendered soldiers well!”

Anning spoke, and the Rune Armor Army soldiers dared not neglect, and the movements of escorting the prisoners became gentler.

“Hahaha, the victory is not yet decided, you haven't won yet, be careful lest extreme joy turns to sorrow!”

Some stubborn generals mocked loudly, refusing to surrender, looking towards the high-altitude battlefield, their eyes filled with hope.

The battlefield there was in fierce confrontation, it was Jun Wuxie and that Myth-level Half-step Saint Emperor, and the intensity of the battle had further escalated compared to before.

At this time, that Half-step Saint Emperor had already begun his ultimate sublimation!