Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 1068 - 1066: Submit or Die!

"Impossible, with its unparalleled combat prowess and robust vitality, how could the giant Kun be killed by you?"

The young palace master’s face was filled with shock.

He roared in disbelief.

The giant Kun was one of the lifesaving aces given by Kunpeng, and it has always solved countless troubles and dangers for him.

But now...

The giant Kun was actually beaten to death by the chaotic fists of Xiao Yi.

How could he accept this?

Xiao Yi sneered: "In this world, who can truly never die? Even the high and mighty Sacred Venerable will have a day of fallout, let alone just a mount?"

Even as strong as the former Buddha, who has now ascended to the realm of Sacred Venerable.

Hasn’t he also fallen?

In this world, if one truly wants to be immortal, to exist forever.

The only way is to become stronger, to grow even stronger, to become the strongest.

Only when there are no more opponents in the world, when no one can threaten your life, can you truly survive eternally!

But...

How difficult is it to reach that realm?

Not to mention others...

Even the Martial God Zhao Wuji, who single-handedly devastated ancient times, shattered the Qingtian Realm, and sent the Hall of Longevity into the depths of the void, wasn’t he also buried in the eternal tomb of ages?

The young palace master’s complexion turned from green to white, unable to refute Xiao Yi’s words.

His eyes were full of rage and unwillingness.

As his gaze flickered and swallowed the light.

The young palace master clenched his teeth fiercely and roared: "Today I must kill you, to avenge the giant Kun!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Dazzling light beams shocked the heavens.

Each blinding light represents a treasure.

Just the Kunpeng Holy Feathers alone numbered ten.

Besides that, there were the Xuanwu Tortoise Shells.

The Sky-piercing Eagle Claws.

Eighth-layer high-class Yuan weapons...

Scores of such treasures floated around the young palace master, rising and falling, radiating resplendent brilliance.

Each treasure possessed the power to destroy heaven and earth.

Just the terrifying energy fluctuation emitted by the treasures alone rendered the surrounding powerhouses unable to come close, scattering far away, their eyes filled with awe and solemnity: "No wonder everyone says the young palace master is a walking treasury, the Kunpeng Palace Master is really generous, not even afraid of these treasures being pilfered!"

"Pilfer? Who do you think dares to covet these treasures?"

The crowd discussed.

Meanwhile.

The young palace master was already manipulating countless treasures, transforming them into brilliant streaks of light that, amidst a whooshing sound tearing through the air, shot explosively towards Xiao Yi.

The ten Kunpeng Holy Feathers formed a golden cage.

Vaguely, one could see the shadow of a golden Kunpeng.

Opening its huge mouth.

Flapping its wings and soaring, covering nine thousand miles in a single leap!

"Unleashing the Sword to Infinity!"

The longsword traversed the sky, with a dazzling firelight shining upon the Red Sky Sword as it shot into the heavens.

A flapping fire phoenix instantly slashed towards the golden cage.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The two completely different energies collided, erupting with deafening loud noises.

If it were before...

Facing the Kunpeng Holy Feathers, Xiao Yi would have had no chance of budging them in the slightest.

But now.

Having assimilated the heart of the Dragon Emperor, he has already taken a significant stride on the path of the great Dao, reaching fifty steps.

The Divine Enthronement Heaven Subduing Skill consumed more energy than he had imagined.

It did not propel him to ninety or a hundred steps as anticipated, nor did it catapult him to the Sacred Venerate Realm. However, the Divine Enthronement Heaven Subduing Skill is invincible within its own realm, and the power of Godly Suppression is far beyond the innate power of the same realm, such that even at just fifty steps.

Xiao Yi’s combat prowess can absolutely rival those at seventy steps, or even the peak fighters of the Supreme Venerate Realm at eighty steps.

The Red Sky Sword erupted with brilliant radiance, powerfully cutting down the Kunpeng Holy Feathers.

One by one, the Kunpeng Holy Feathers dimmed.

Falling down.

The expression of the young palace master drastically changed: "Even the Kunpeng Holy Feathers can’t stop him? Damn, where exactly does this guy come from? How can there be such a ferocious and abnormal person in the world..."

"This is bad!"

The facial expression of the young palace master suddenly changed.

After shattering the Kunpeng Holy Feathers, Xiao Yi took advantage of the victory to chase, swiftly pursuing him.

"Damn it!"

"I refuse to believe I can’t kill you!"

The eyes of the young palace master turned ice-cold, blood-red, as he bellowed.

All the treasured artifacts suspended around burst forth.

Rustle, rustle!

A river of artifacts formed, vast and overwhelming as they rolled crushing towards him.

The World-Grinding Disk.

The World-ending Spear.

The Ocean-covering Warhammer...

Each piece was at least a high-grade Eighth-layer elemental armament, including even a Ninth-layer Holy Bow.

The Junior Palace Master held the Holy Bow, drawing the bow and nocking an arrow.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

Arrows shot towards Xiao Yi with explosive force.

Each of these arrows, surprisingly, was forged from Kunpeng Holy Feathers, capable of penetrating the flesh of a warrior in the Sacred Venerate Realm.

His eyes were blood-red with excitement, fists clenched tightly: "Let’s see if you can survive this?"

But the next second.

The smile on his face crumbled away like clay.

Xiao Yi’s figure flickered in the void, dispersing into dozens of silhouettes arranged within. For a moment, it was utterly impossible to distinguish which one was the real Xiao Yi. Countless treasured artifacts poured down, shredding those silhouettes away.

However...

Not one of these silhouettes was Xiao Yi’s true form.

"It’s over!"

The color drained from the Junior Palace Master’s face as he instinctively turned to look back, only to see darkness before him.

A palm descended from the void.

Slap!

This palm firmly encompassed the top of his head.

He grabbed hold of the head and with a thundering crash, smashed it hard against the ground.

"Xiao Yi, you’re courting death..."

The Junior Palace Master was seething with rage and humiliation.

As the honorable Junior Master of Beiming Palace, was he actually being forced down onto the ground with his head pressed down, and pummeled ruthlessly?

How utterly humiliating!

"Xiao Yi, I will tear you into ten thousand pieces..."

The Junior Palace Master roared furiously again and again.

Xiao Yi remained expressionless: "Tear me into ten thousand pieces? I initially wanted to grant you a swift death, but now, I’ve changed my mind. Having the honorable Junior Master of the Beiming Palace as my mount isn’t such a bad choice..."

"What?"

The Junior Palace Master trembled all over, his eyes filled with horror and despair. As the Junior Master of Beiming Palace, how noble was his existence?

If he truly became Xiao Yi’s mount.

It would be an immense humiliation not just for him but for both the Beiming Palace and Kunpeng!

"You dare?"

The Junior Palace Master roared continuously.

Thump thump thump!

His response was another round of heavy beating; Xiao Yi’s iron fists rained down like torrents. Amidst the resounding booms, the Junior Palace Master spat out blood. Xiao Yi stood with one foot on his chest, flicking a strand of the Divine Power, which instantly entered his body.

In an instant...

The Junior Palace Master’s body shook violently, feeling his body being tightly bound by a mysterious force.

All his strength was sealed!

At this moment, he was as powerless as an ordinary mortal.

"What, what, what have you done to me?" The Junior Palace Master was dumbfounded.

Xiao Yi sneered: "Your cultivation has been sealed by me. If you don’t wish to die, then obediently submit to me..."

"Submit? Impossible..."

Thump thump thump!

"Submit, or die!"

Xiao Yi said coldly.

"F*ck..."

Thump thump thump!

"Stop, stop hitting me..."

The Junior Palace Master could no longer endure it. Each punch from Xiao Yi carried the power of Divine Enthronement, causing him excruciating pain. Faced with the choice between life and dignity, the Junior Palace Master ultimately chose life. Though his eyes still harbored undisguised malice and ferocity, he was no longer as arrogant as before, "I, I submit..."

"Submit earlier, and you could have been spared from a beating, no?"

Xiao Yi dusted off his hands, smiling faintly, "Now, transform back into your true form, and let me experience what it’s like to ride a Kunpeng!"

"You..."

The Junior Palace Master had just begun to speak.

Thump thump thump!

Xiao Yi then doled out another round of heavy blows.

"Stop, stop it, I’ll... I’ll transform..."

The Junior Palace Master yelled desperately.

Moments later.

Atop a radiant golden Kunpeng, Xiao Yi stood with his hands behind his back.

All across the North Sea Dragon Palace, there was silence...