Chapter 892

The various powerful members of the Xiang Imperial Family were all gathered here.

Their gazes were all swept toward this golden light in the void.

Their expressions shifted repeatedly, their eyes filled with sharp glints and greed.

"A divine artifact!"

This group of imperial powerhouses secretly guessed that this was a divine artifact appearing in the world.

"There is a divine artifact here!"

Suddenly, several more powerhouses at the Emperor level arrived here.

Their gazes were fixed on this golden-yellow giant rock, their eyes filled with shock.

These Emperor-level powerhouses were all top-tier experts of the Xiang Kingdom.

"Everyone, the ownership of this divine artifact has already been decided; I hope everyone can keep their word."

"Do not attempt to fight over this divine artifact."

"Otherwise, do not blame my Xiang Kingdom for being impolite."

At this moment, the ruler of the Xiang Kingdom stepped forward.

His full Emperor-level strength erupted.

His eyes flashed with sharp glints as he stared at the group of powerhouses at or above the Emperor Realm surrounding him.

His brow carried an air of dominance and majesty.

"Hmph, since it is a divine artifact, it naturally belongs to the strong; whoever snatches such a treasure gets to keep it."

At this time, an Emperor-level powerhouse looked at the Xiang Kingdom ruler and shouted.

"Since that is the case, then let's fight."

The Xiang Kingdom ruler shouted coldly.

Immediately, dozens of Emperor-level powerhouses shot out, charging directly toward the giant rock.

At this moment, Zhao Xing, who was in the void, had flickering eyes as he swept directly toward the giant rock.

"You're courting death!"

Immediately, the Xiang Kingdom ruler's eyes shot out cold, sharp glints as he stared at Zhao Xing.

He took a step forward.

A monstrous Emperor aura erupted, blasting toward Zhao Xing.

In an instant, this Emperor-level existence was blasted away by Zhao Xing.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, suffering heavy injuries.

His eyes revealed a look of deep shock.

This Zhao Xing's combat power had actually reached the level of a Half-Emperor powerhouse.

This was simply too terrifying.

"A good opportunity!"

At this moment, a flash of excitement crossed Zhao Xing's eyes, and he charged toward the giant rock once more.

But just at this moment, Zhao Xing's body suddenly stiffened.

It was as if he were bound by some invisible restraint, unable to move at all.

Meanwhile, a sword beam tore through the void.

A long sword formed from flames landed directly on Zhao Xing.

Zhao Xing's body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You dare to hurt me?"

Zhao Xing roared with a ferocious expression, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the sword blade in the void.

"We only wish to take this treasure; we have no other malicious intent. I hope you will not take offense."

At this moment, in the void, an old man in white robes carrying a sword sheath spoke with a calm expression.

He was an ancestor dispatched by the Beiming Clan.

His strength was even more terrifying, having reached the level of a true Ancient Emperor.

"Try taking this thing and see what happens."

Zhao Xing stared at the Beiming Clan ancestor with an angry expression and shouted coldly.

Upon hearing Zhao Xing's words.

The Beiming Clan ancestor's body vanished from where he stood.

By the time he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of the Eighth Prince.

Terrifying flames surged from his body, enveloping the Eighth Prince.

"Ah..."

Immediately, the Eighth Prince of the Xiang Kingdom screamed.

The blood inside his body burned, and his entire body ignited with flames.

This Eighth Prince was turned directly into ashes, leaving not even his bones behind.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of everyone present changed.

They stared intently at the Beiming Clan ancestor.

"You dare to kill my people!"

Zhao Xing roared in grief.