After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

Chapter 514: The Final Battle

"Silly girl doesn't believe me? Let's try again!"

Xiao Bai went berserk on Qing Ming, unleashing a storm of attacks while her body was engulfed in golden-red flames.

Li Yuanba swung his hammer, his body crackling with electricity, but no matter how he struck, it was useless. It was like striking iron, making a clanging sound, and he couldn't even break through Qingming's defense.

"This old Deng Qiang is going too far."

Chen Futu narrowed his eyes, and Dongfang Bubai quickly gave orders to Hong Gu and Tong Shan. The two figures pressed forward, but Qingming knocked Xiao Bai and Li Yuanba away, punching them one by one and punching a hole in their bodies.

"Puppet making, huh? Interesting."

Qingming's current cultivation level is far beyond what a puppet master at the Qingyun Realm can easily exploit.

After defeating the two puppets, Qingming spread his hands and walked step by step toward the new capital. "Today, I will offer a blood sacrifice to the Great Xia, and let the blood of billions of living souls serve as the stepping stones for me to step onto the path of the emperor!"

The imperial road he mentioned refers to Emperor Wu.

He was so arrogant that he was practically invincible.

Chen Futu hesitated for a moment, then decided not to use his trump card immediately. His opponent was ridiculously strong, and as an emperor, he should take this opportunity to hone his skills.

"Go together!"

Chen Futu grabbed the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and joined forces with Xiaobai Li Yuanba.

This battle was far more difficult than expected. Attacks couldn't break through the defenses. In other words, Qingming was now at least a Saint King, or even infinitely close to a Great Saint. Even if Zhang Sanfeng came, he wouldn't be able to defeat him.

"Wow!"

Silly Girl was punched in the face, and tears and snot streamed down her face from the pain. Li Yuanba's iron hammer was taken away, and then he and the hammer were kicked into the battlefield.

"Chen Futu, I have been looking forward to your Holy Emperor's blood for a long time."

Qingming flashed in front of him, his old face grim.

"Nine Revolutions Divine Dragon Jade, Reverse Scale!"

With a clang, Chen Futu's body shone with golden light, making him appear divine.

The Dragon Emperor Fist was useless. Chen Futu was now using the second form of the Nine Revolutions Divine Dragon Jade. Moreover, the Reverse Scale was a state that could greatly enhance combat power in a short period of time. In addition, the national fortune and the Northern Darkness Divine Art secretly absorbed the opponent's true energy to replenish it, so he could barely block Qingming Yier.

The blood energy generated by Xiao Bai and Li Yuanba's injuries was extremely terrifying, and their opponent's strength was still increasing.

"System, I want to report him! He can drive even better than me!"

Chen Futu cursed under his breath.

[System detection revealed that Qingming has cultivated an ancient secret technique that allows him to rapidly increase his cultivation level by plundering the blood and energy of others.]

"This technique is too overpowered."

[A formidable enemy has been detected facing the host. A special option has been issued.]

[1. If you choose to fight, you will personally slay Qingming and restore peace to Lizhou. The host will be rewarded with the Fallen Saint Spear.]

The Fallen Saint Spear can effectively kill saints. It has no grade and is a special martial arts treasure bestowed by the system.

"Are you even speaking human language? If I could beat you with just a gun, would I need you spouting nonsense here?"

Chen Futu had just finished complaining about the system when Qingming punched him in the stomach.

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Qingming was overjoyed and frantically absorbed the rich imperial blood energy.

Only Chen Futu with all his buffs stacked could withstand that punch; even Li Yuanba might not be able to.

"Die!"

Chen Futu felt nauseous and manipulated the Imperial Seal to smash it in Qingming's face. Qingming was only focused on absorbing blood energy and didn't notice, so he was instantly knocked over and his face cracked open.

He touched his wound and said with a wicked smile, "His Majesty the Holy Emperor is quite capable. It's not a disgrace that the Imperial Seal has fallen into your hands. However, the stronger you are, the happier the Ancestor is. Your blood is really delicious."

Qingming absorbed the imperial bloodline, and his strength increased once again.

Chen Futu instinctively stepped back, his mind racing, while the system notification continued.

[2. If you choose to have the system summon Zhang Sanfeng to join forces to kill Qingming, you will be rewarded with one Fallen Saint Pill.]

After Zhang Sanfeng arrives at the battlefield, he will be teleported back to Shayan after the battle ends.

As for the Fallen Saint Pill, taking it will cause a person to instantly fall from their saintly position, even an ancient saint will perish.

[3. Choose to summon clay to create a trump card, rewarding the host with the title "Mama's Boy"]

"System, you son of a bitch!"

A life-or-death battle is imminent, and the system won't let us use our trump cards! Who can stand that?

[If the host does not use any trump cards to kill Qingming, the system will issue a special national treasure.]

The system's prompt was quite clear. It gave an absurd choice, indicating that this battle could be won without using any trump cards, but it would be extremely difficult. Perhaps it wanted the host to become stronger and not always rely on his inherent strength.

"Very well, as the mighty Holy Emperor, why should I hesitate to fight! I choose option two!"

[The Fallen Saint Pill has been distributed. Please check your account.]

As the system's voice faded, an aged figure quietly appeared on the battlefield, spreading yin and yang energies everywhere. It was Zhang Sanfeng who arrived, carrying the Zhenwu Sword and silently facing Qingming.

"Oh, here comes an interesting old man."

Qingming's eyelids drooped, and his surging blood energy forcefully blocked the True Martial Sword's attack.

"Interesting, the Jiazi Demon Slayer!"

Zhang Sanfeng muttered to himself that he was much stronger than Chen Futu, Xiaobai, and Li Yuanba. Their momentum alone was on a completely different level. The Zhenwu Sword hummed, and the Yin and Yang energies transformed by Taiji rippled out from the tip of the sword, actually dispelling the blood light of Qingming.

Qingming was taken aback. "What is that?"

"Zhenwu, kill."

Zhang Sanfeng's sword strike generated a sword aura that stirred the heavens and earth. Even Chen Futu and the other two were blown so hard they couldn't open their eyes. The entire city was covered in flying sand and stones. This was many times more powerful than the sword strike that killed Xuanyuan Lie. Clearly, he had used his full strength.

"Old man, you're dreaming if you think you can kill me!"

Qingming was extremely arrogant, his arms glowing with blood-red light as he caught the Zhenwu Sword with his bare hands.

With a snap, one of his hands was pierced. If he hadn't dodged quickly, the sword would have pierced his heart.

Zhang Sanfeng stood in front, sword in hand, and transmitted his voice, "Your Majesty, this fiend is extremely dangerous. Even if I were to use all my strength, I could only injure him."

“I see, but this is not a battlefield for you alone.”

Chen Futu led the two children to Zhang Sanfeng's side, casually touching the corner of his mouth, "Attack together!"

There is no turning back in this battle. Given the system's nature, if they are defeated, Chen Futu will have to live his life with the label of "mama's boy."

"The four of you are a feast for the eyes after my birth!"

Qingming screamed and rushed towards the four people.

Xiao Bai and Li Yuanba led the charge, while Chen Futu and Zhang Sanfeng unleashed their full power. The entire capital seemed to be facing an apocalyptic scene, with thunder and dark clouds intertwining, and the imperial golden dragon roaring.

"The Three Calamities of Karmic Fire!"

Chen Futu can currently only control the Li Fire among the Three Calamities. This thing is derived from the inheritance of the Sand Sea Clan and has an extremely high temperature, instantly scorching the entire battlefield.

"Holy Emperor, your Karmic Fire Calamity is only one of the three calamities, far inferior to those two old ghosts from Xuanyuan!"

Qingming was right. Chen Futu's Li Huo could at most burn away the blood energy, preventing Qingming from absorbing the energy leaking out during the battle, thus having a restraining effect. In short, it was just a control effect.

"Old Demon, you have every right to be proud of yourself, having forced the four of us from Great Xia to use our full strength!"

This is the first time Chen Futu has come to this world and has mobilized all his top combat forces for a team battle. He won't let anyone down, and he's used some underhanded tactics that Qingming probably hasn't noticed yet.