Pursued by the Top Grade Saintess after Engagement Annulled

Why can Xia Tianming control Xia Tianming and strip him of his Emperor Body?

All of this is partly due to the influence of the Rizhao Empire's Martial Sovereign and Princess Qinghe.

The secret technique to strip the Emperor Body was secretly performed by three Celestial Tier Martial Sovereigns; otherwise, just relying on Xia Tianming's subordinate low-realm Martial Sovereigns, it would have been impossible to accomplish.

"I thought that after destroying Xia Tianming, the Great Xia Empire would never rise again. But who would have thought that fifty years later, Xia Tianming's grandson is even more defiant..."

Cyan Emperor took a deep breath, clutching his bulging forehead veins, his eyes terrifyingly fierce.

"Great Xia Empire... do you really think I can't take you down?" Cyan Emperor took a deep breath, subdued the fierceness in his eyes, and then turned his head to look behind him.

There was a golden box sealed with restrictions, only a Celestial Tier Ninth Layer Martial Sovereign could open it by brute force.

The one who had sealed this box was none other than the most ancient Cyan Emperor of the Rizhao Empire, an ultimate relic monster who had lived for a full 500,000 years.

Cyan Emperor's eyes showed hesitation, he hesitated for a long time, but finally chose to stand up and head towards the self-proclaimed space of past Xia Emperors.

Like the Great Xia Empire, the past rulers of these vast empires would choose to retreat into cultivation after a certain time, seeking the final opportunity to ascend to Martial God.

The founder of the Rizhao Empire, Yun Zhonghe, the first Cyan Emperor, had retreated into cultivation for this opportunity for 400,000 years.

The ultimate lifespan of a Celestial Tier Ninth Layer Martial Sovereign is 500,000 years; it could be said that Yun Zhonghe had reached the limits of life.

Yet he had not fallen, still the most powerful Martial Sovereign of the Rizhao Empire, even compared to the Great Xia Empire's Seventh Xia Emperor, he was far superior.

"Crane Ancestor."

Cyan Emperor passed through a mist and finally stopped before a curtain of water, bowing his head and speaking softly.

"Defeated?"

Aged voice drifted from within the whispering water curtain, an eerily ghostly sound, seemingly near yet far, leaving no way to discern its truth from illusion.

"Defeated... indeed, nothing escapes the Ancestor."

Cyan Emperor bit his lip, then with a thud, knelt to the ground, his eyes red.

"Crane Ancestor, I cannot let the foundation of the Rizhao Empire suffer in my generation, I do not want to be a sinner of the Empire!"

"I am unconvinced by this defeat! Teng Jiu Building's twenty-seven Martial Sovereigns, yet more than half were killed by that Xia Feng, although there's no direct evidence, I absolutely do not believe that no one else was involved secretly in this matter!"

"Ancestor, I want to launch a war of extermination."

"With the demon crystals accumulated over the years and the Demonization Technique, the Martial Sovereigns of the Great Xia Empire stand no chance against us."

As he spoke, the current Cyan Emperor looked up, his face sharp and resolute.

"Ancestor, will you permit it?"

"No."

The two words drifting from the water curtain reached the current Cyan Emperor's ears, causing his pupils to contract sharply, stunning him so much he almost fell to the ground.

"Ancestor, why?" The current Cyan Emperor was exceedingly anxious, unable to extinguish the raging fire in his heart!

He couldn't understand why, clearly with the Rizhao Empire's accumulated Demonization Technique over these years, they could crush the Great Xia Empire, yet they were refraining from acting!?

Furthermore, Yun Zhonghe's lifespan surely is...

If this period passes, then the Rizhao Empire will lack a strong Martial Sovereign nearing Demigod stature.

Already nearly decayed, yet unwilling to act for the Empire in these final moments?

At the thought of this, a flash of resentment swiftly crossed Cyan Emperor's eyes.

"The Great Xia Empire is in no rush; I've endured for 500,000 years, what is this last bit of time?"

Yun Zhonghe's light laughter sounded, "You are very angry, are you not?"

"Ancestor does not dare!"

Cyan Emperor was greatly alarmed, for he hadn't even stepped into the restricted area, so how did the Ancestor sense his recent emotions?

"I understand you, after all, having suffered such a huge loss, and losing a significant portion of the Empire's territory, if not regained, future generations might frown upon your reign as Cyan Emperor."

"To be frank, over 500,000 years, I have witnessed countless peers fall; along that path paved with corpses, no one has ever reached the end."

"But perhaps heaven pities me; in these final moments, I finally see the end of that path."

"Ancestor, you mean..."

Cyan Emperor was initially stunned upon hearing this, then a look of ecstasy erupted on his face.

He excitedly flushed, shocked yet overjoyed, and gazed at the water curtain, unable to help swallowing a gulp, his whole body trembling.

"Yes, I vaguely feel a breakthrough from shackles approaching; barring any mishaps, within six months, I will face the Divine Tribulation."

"Survive the Divine Tribulation, coagulate the Divine Body; truly, our Rizhao Empire is favored by the era, and Ancestor, you being a defiant person, are destined to become a Martial God!"

With this confirmed news, Cyan Emperor was nearly driven mad with joy.

Martial God, indeed a Martial God!

If Rizhao Empire's first Cyan Emperor breaks through to Martial God, then his lifespan will truly equate to the heavens, and the Rizhao Empire, founded solely by Yun Zhonghe, will follow him into becoming a supreme Divine Domain!

War between empires, loss of West Province territory, none of it matters anymore.

The fury in Cyan Emperor's heart also dissipated; if his Ancestor was about to become a god, why entangle over trivial losses!

"Ancestor speaks rightly; for the next six months, more time is needed for preparation, and large-scale war should be avoided!"

The current Cyan Emperor promptly said.

"Yes, this quality of yours is exactly what I appreciate, knowing when to do what." Yun Zhonghe's voice held admiration, "Go, send a peace delegation to the Great Xia Empire, and halt the battle for a time, everything will be revisited after I transcend the Divine Tribulation."

"Understood!"

"Go, once I exit seclusion, the necessity for the Great Xia Empire's existence will be nullified."

...

After leaving the restricted area where past Xia Emperors of the Rizhao Empire secluded, the current Cyan Emperor clenched his fists, the previously sullen look in his eyes dispersed, replaced by an uncontrollable joy and anticipation for the future obliteration of the Great Xia Empire.

Merely an empire, once the first Ancestor becomes a Martial God, he can easily overturn it with a mere hand!

"Hahahaha, truly heaven helps my Rizhao Empire, heaven assists my Yun Family!"

The Cyan Emperor laughed wildly as he walked, drawing confused glances from Rizhao Empire's gathered ministers outside, none of whom knew what had happened to the current Cyan Emperor.

Clearly, they had just lost a battle at the front line, so why such happiness?

Perplexing though it was, the current Cyan Emperor was not in a mood to explain to them.

His Ancestor's Divine Tribulation ascent to the Divine Realm was a major event; should the news leak, it would be troublesome.

Returning to the great hall, the current Cyan Emperor altered his previous stance of warfare, actively proposing a peace negotiation with the Great Xia Empire, and once more dispatched a delegation to the Great Xia Empire to sign a ceasefire agreement.