Chapter 130: Spirit Artifact! (1/3)

"What are you supposed to be? Are you intending to make an enemy of the Zhao Imperial Dynasty?" Zhao Haiyun sneered.

Now that the clan head’s injuries had completely healed, he could perfectly unleash the combat power of the Qi-Martial Realm. The mere nine late-stage Human Emperor martial artists were nothing to worry about.

"This is intolerable! Absolutely intolerable!" Cang Potian was instantly enraged.

"Your words are far too arrogant!" Hong Guanri’s brow furrowed with deep dissatisfaction. His face darkened as he gripped his weapon and spoke coldly.

"A bunch of weaklings!"

"The fact that I am even speaking to you is already giving you enough face."

"I will give you one chance now. Your strength is decent; submit to the Zhao Imperial Dynasty, and you may be spared from death!"

Zhao Haiyun looked toward the clan head, Zhao Houyun. After seeing Zhao Houyun nod, he spoke in a loud voice.

"Scoundrel!"

"How audacious!"

Lu Haoming, Cang Potian, Hong Guanri, and King Tiancheng felt their inner fires burning, and they roared in indignation.

"It seems you have all chosen death." Zhao Haiyun’s gaze was full of contempt as he looked at the various Human Emperors.

"Kill!"

Driven by their burning rage, Cang Potian, Hong Guanri, Lu Haoming, and King Tiancheng could no longer hold back and charged forward.

"Kill!"

The other mid-stage and early-stage Human Emperor martial artists exploded with fierce momentum. Their protective energy shields coalesced, and they turned their true energy into weapons, charging forward rapidly.

"Emperor Qin, please look out for me when the battle begins," Chen Yaocheng said, standing beside Qin Feng with a solemn expression.

"Very well!"

Qin Feng was quite familiar with Chen Yaocheng; they had met while traveling. Chen was the ancestor of the Tianxuan Dynasty and a practitioner at the early stage of the Human Emperor realm. He was known for being talkative, smooth, and well-liked among the gathered experts.

"Mere ants, daring to come to the Zhao Imperial Dynasty!"

"Overestimating yourselves!"

Zhao Haiyun, Zhao Hongjun, and Zhao Youquan stepped aside to reveal Zhao Houyun. Zhao Houyun scanned Cang Potian, Hong Guanri, and the others, speaking with disdain.

"Die!"

Zhao Houyun snorted, his palm acting like a blade as he slashed diagonally forward.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

True energy surged forth, rapidly condensing into a long blade that struck down through the air.

"Boom!"

The five late-stage Human Emperor experts at the forefront were instantly shredded by the blade, unable to even let out a scream.

"Thud. Thud. Thud."

Lu Haoming, Cang Potian, and Hong Guanri were blasted away by the shockwaves generated by the blade striking the void. They vomited blood as it sprayed across the sky.

"Your combat power... are you an expert above the Human Emperor realm?"

Lu Haoming, Cang Potian, and Hong Guanri were martial artists standing at the pinnacle of the Profound Martial Continent; they knew much about the affairs of the Sea of Death. They looked at Zhao Houyun with expressions of shock, terror, and awe.

"This... this is terrifying."

King Tiancheng and the other Human Emperors stopped in their tracks and retreated rapidly.

"Emperor Qin, retreat quickly! This man is too powerful!" Chen Yaocheng’s face was filled with fear as he pulled at Qin Feng to retreat.

"He doesn't seem that impressive, does he?" Qin Feng observed the attack and felt it was nothing special; he believed he could withstand it.

"Not bad!"

"You all have at least a little bit of discernment!"

"Since you know I am an expert beyond the Human Emperor realm, why have you not yet submitted?" Zhao Houyun said proudly, his eyes looking down on everything.

"Hmph!" Lu Haoming snorted. Among the martial artists Zhao Houyun had just killed was his son. How could he submit to his son's killer?

"This..." Hong Guanri, having witnessed Zhao Houyun’s immense power and hearing his words, hesitated. Many of the remaining Human Emperors also showed signs of wavering.

"Very well!"

"Today, I shall let you frogs in a well know the true power of the Qi-Martial Realm!"

Zhao Houyun snorted, his internal art, the *Mystic Jade Sacred Canon*, circulating rapidly. His momentum grew ever stronger.

"Hiss!"

As his momentum peaked, a soaring serpent emerged from his dantian. Roughly a hundred meters long, it danced above his head, letting out a roar that sounded like a dragon, yet not quite a dragon.

"Hiss! Hiss!"

A giant dragon emerged—but that was only the beginning. One after another, a total of thirty-five giant dragons flew out from his dantian.

Thirty-six hundred-meter-long phantoms of soaring serpents spiraled above Zhao Houyun, their dragon-like roars making him appear like a god or a demon.

"This is the Qi-Martial Realm!"

"I am an expert of the Qi-Martial Realm, possessing the strength of thirty-six soaring serpents, with each serpent holding ten million jin of force! My lifespan reaches five hundred years!"

"You natives and barbarians, will you not submit at once?" Zhao Houyun’s vast, violent momentum radiated completely as he spoke.

"Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!"

The thirty-six phantom serpents spiraling above him exerted an incredibly heavy pressure on Cang Potian, Hong Guanri, and Lu Haoming.

"Since you refuse to submit, then all of you shall die!"

Zhao Houyun let out a long howl, his robes fluttering. He threw a punch, his true energy and the thirty-six phantom serpents merging into his fist. It was terrifyingly powerful, shattering everything in its path.

"Boom!"

Cang Potian had no time to dodge and was struck directly by the punch. His entire body was pulverized into a mist of blood.

"Emperor Qin, let’s run! The opponent is too terrifying!" Chen Yaocheng’s face was filled with horror, and he grabbed Qin Feng’s arm, desperate to flee.

"No need!"

"I feel he is actually somewhat weak."

Qin Feng watched the thirty-six serpent phantoms reappear behind Zhao Houyun and whispered to himself. He shook off Chen Yaocheng’s grasp and strode forward.

Lu Haoming, Hong Guanri, and King Tiancheng, who were about to flee, stopped and looked at Qin Feng with surprise and confusion.

"Is the realm above Human Emperor the Qi-Martial Realm?"

"Does a Qi-Martial Realm practitioner possess the strength of thirty-six soaring serpents?"

Qin Feng strode forward, looking directly at Zhao Houyun, and asked loudly.

"That is correct!"

"The realm above the Human Emperor is indeed the Qi-Martial Realm!"

"An early-stage Qi-Martial expert possesses the strength of thirty serpents, the mid-stage possesses sixty, and the late-stage possesses ninety."

"I am an early-stage Qi-Martial expert, but I broke through my limits upon breakthrough, granting me the strength of thirty-six serpents!" Zhao Houyun said proudly.

"A late-stage Qi-Martial expert possesses ninety serpents of strength?"

"In that case, my strength has reached the late stage of the Qi-Martial Realm to a certain extent."

Qin Feng quietly opened his personal interface. Glancing at it, he saw he possessed a full ninety-eight serpent-worth of strength. His eyes flickered with thought as he muttered to himself.