Dominating Martial King

Huge Stone Hall, Chu Xisheng has already stopped his hand.

The Black Water Sovereign enveloped the entire Huge Stone Hall and all the Yin Spirits inside and outside with his light of decline, extending even to the entire Battle Wind Realm.

At this moment, even Snake Bone Witch Xian Yue and Shen Tu and Yu Lei cannot protect the thousands of Yin Spirits within the hall, nor can they shield those outside the palace platform.

The opponent evidently intends to take these Yin Spirits inside and outside the palace platform as hostages.

Though Si Huangquan has already extracted ’Death’ from this vicinity, ensuring these Yin Spirits are not killed, the Black Water Sovereign’s power can still render them into a state of extreme weakness for a long time to come.

Chu Xisheng has always held back, and at this moment, he simply withdraws and ceases battle.

The key is that outside the palace platform, a few surprise guests have arrived.

He laughs freely, "Huang Quan, let them all retreat. They are no longer needed here. Later, there might be a large-scale divine battle here, and your people would only be in the way, no need to bind them here awaiting death."

These Yin Spirits are equally unknown variables.

Si Huangquan nods slightly, waving the ’Ten Thousand Bone Soul Devouring Banner’ in her hand, "Anyone below Second Grade, retreat one thousand miles from the palace platform."

She agreed to Witch Xian Yue hosting the ceremony just to delay time, but it doesn’t actually matter.

Si Huangquan knows that a ruler’s authority only comes from power.

Shen Tu and Yu Lei’s eyes instantly intensify, with even a hint of joy deep within them.

Both simultaneously, with grateful expressions, bow toward the platform.

The Yin Spirits and many Yin Soldiers and Yin Generals participating in today’s ceremony, although they are all remnants of the Yin Dynasty under Yin Hou Tian Nai Luo, a significant portion are confidants of Shen Tu and Yu Lei.

"Your Majesty!" Witch Xian Yue instinctively wants to refute but immediately feels an incredibly powerful Sword Intent press against her soul core.

"Mere superficial majesty cannot truly shake the heart."

Si Huangquan looks down on her with eyes deep as the Nether Spring, "Under these circumstances, what meaning does the so-called succession ceremony have? Witch Xian Lady, do you intend to defy my decree?"

Witch Xian Yue trembles involuntarily, forcing her head up to glance at Si Huangquan and Chu Xisheng on the Imperial Platform.

Especially Chu Xisheng, pressing her Primordial Spirit with Sword Intent.

Her gaze is deeply astounded.

This Emperor of the Mortal World is truly too astonishing.

No! It shouldn’t be called astonishment; rather, it’s shock.

This individual, though he has entered the Outer Domain, far from his people.

Yet at that moment, Witch Xian Yue feels an overwhelming royal might and an unyielding will from him.

Witch Xian Yue contemplates this Emperor, truly worthy of being a presence under the Creation Divine Tree, capable of forcing the gods to bow down and compromise, even in the Outer Domain possessing such Divine Might!

No wonder people say that this ruler of the Divine Continent’s half kingdom might be a future Holy Emperor!

Sitting beside each other, Si Wufa and Si Wutian exchange glances.

Both see a hint of joy in each other’s eyes.

Chu Xisheng’s Divine Intent Touch Death Blade remains powerful in this Outer Domain.

Strong enough to confront avatars of Upper Gods directly!

For them, this is undoubtedly the best news.

It’s like being stuck in a swamp, about to sink entirely, and a hand reaches out from ahead.

The Black Water Sovereign’s expression is, however, sullen to the extreme.

Though he ceased his hand, his Divine Power continues to envelop the entire hall, creating a bleak domain of decline.

Yet as the numerous Yin Spirits within the Huge Stone Hall exit gracefully under Shen Tu and Yu Lei’s signaling, the Black Water Sovereign does not intervene.

He also doesn’t return to the Imperial Platform, instead raising a hand to summon a giant stone chair beneath it.

The Black Water Sovereign sits serenely on the stone chair, coldly staring at Chu Xisheng.

"It seems that after the Creation Divine Tree battle, the Sword Lord’s Divine Intent Touch Death Blade has made significant progress."

"Strength is exchanged for respect, is it not?"

Chu Xisheng’s gaze is deep, "Sovereign, you’ve also surprised me. Apparently, you still covet Huang Quan’s current power, with full confidence."

Despite encountering setbacks under his blade and having many competitors enter the fray, the Black Water Sovereign remains unwilling to retreat.

Clearly, this one has other reliance, a hefty bargaining chip.

The Black Water Sovereign does not respond, instead shifting his gaze outward from the hall.

At just this moment, a mighty figure clad in black War Armor steps into the hall.

This person turns out to be a god with Upper Eternal Rank, upon entering, immediately counterbalancing the Black Water Sovereign with vast and monumental Divine Power.

A dense, deathly gray Divine Domain splits the Huge Stone Hall in two.

Alarmingly, where his Divine Power extends, everything begins to weather and corrode.

"I heard a lot of noise here just now, seems I missed something?"

His face bears a smile as he steps nonchalantly to the bottom of the Imperial Platform.

First scanning all around, then with mocking amusement, he looks at the Black Water Sovereign, "Is this a setback I see? The first in fifty thousand years I’ve witnessed you in such a sorry state."

The Black Water Sovereign emits a cold snort, his gaze half-closed, not bothering to respond.

The Black-armored God then raises his head to look at Si Huangquan and Chu Xisheng above the Imperial Platform.

He first eyes Si Huangquan, focusing on the pair of Yin Vein Wings behind her.

"Such beautiful things, alas, alas—"