Chapter 1394

With a loud crash echoing out.

The city wall shattered instantly.

The disciples of Prince Heiyan City were cut down, scattered and slain.

This time, Ximen Wudi showed no mercy.

For he understood these people were pawns sent by the Prince Heiyan Lord to test him.

If he let them go,

the Prince Heiyan Lord would grow even more arrogant.

And upon seeing this scene,

the other envoys no longer cared about anything else.

They all knelt on the ground and cried out.

"Your Majesty, spare our lives!"

They feared Ximen Wudi would kill them too.

This time, their luck was simply terrible.

They had thought merely pleasing the Prince Heiyan Lord would suffice.

Who could have expected him to be defeated?

If they encountered danger now, it would be disastrous.

So naturally, they were unwilling to miss this chance at survival.

Upon hearing the voice,

Ximen Wudi spoke coolly.

"Since you've chosen to surrender, I'll spare your lives—hope you remember this grace, or I'll exterminate your entire clans!"

Ximen Wudi's voice carried a chilling frost.

Immediately, the crowd bowed their heads and thanked him.

"Bang! Bang!"

Their foreheads slammed hard against the ground.

These men all knew clearly that their lives now rested entirely in Ximen Wudi's hands.

They gained a new understanding of Han's authority.

And after they withdrew,

Ximen Wudi spoke.

"Notify all regional lords: in half a month, come to Han to attend the celebration!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Upon hearing the order, Cao Zhengchun bowed respectfully and withdrew.

Soon after, leaders of all major factions set out toward Han's capital, Ducheng.

This was the ceremony to celebrate Han's establishment as an empire.

Naturally, it could not be taken lightly.

In Fengling of 1252

Yet they all knew deep down this was merely a ruse.

Han's true target was the Tianfeng Region, specifically within Tianfeng Ridge.

So how could they afford to be careless?

After all, Ximen Wudi intended to dominate the Nine Provinces.

How could these people dare to underestimate him even slightly?

And after these Han elites departed,

Ximen Wudi did not pause.

He stood atop the dragon palanquin and walked toward Han's direction.

This time, he would personally arrive on the battlefield.

But the moment he appeared above the army,

countless figures emerged all around.

These beings were all beast-forms transformed into human shape.

Fire Qilin, Phoenix, Taotie, and more.

Emitting ferocious, menacing auras.

The leader among them was the most terrifying.

His frame was immensely muscular, entirely covered in golden scales.

His wings spread wide, stretching a hundred zhang across.

Like a divine bird.

He was unmistakably a Golden Feather Peng Bird.

His eyes blazed with terrifying light.

He stared coldly at Ximen Wudi and said:

"Han Emperor, today I, Peng Wang, challenge you.

Do you dare fight me?"

As his words fell,

a titanic battle aura spread across the entire sky.

Then, the Golden Feather Roc suddenly dove toward Tiangong.

In his eyes, even madness flashed.

"Seeking death!"

Hearing the cry, Cao Zhengchun roared.

He prepared to rush forward and block the foe.

After all, if the enemy drew near,

the ordinary soldiers would suffer.

Yet, just as he charged into the battlefield,

"Sssch!"

The Roc King's talons tore through the heavens.

Sharp claws lunged toward him.

Cao Zhengchun did not hesitate.

He punched straight forward.

He was at the Sixth Layer of Pretender Saint cultivation.

But now, facing the Golden Feather Roc King,

he was outmatched.

"Roar!"

A furious bellow rang out.

Then, behind the Roc King, a colossal Kun phantom emerged.

His body swelled instantly.

Nearly reaching a hundred meters in height.

A massive talon extended.

Slammed down toward Cao Zhengchun.

This time, Cao Zhengchun could not dodge.

Fear flashed in his eyes.

"Boom!"

A muffled crash echoed.

His chest was pierced clean through.