Beat You Like a Dog

Almost all the disciples in training had come to watch the commotion.

Even some of the minor Elders were present.

Yet no one called for it to stop.

As descendants of the ancient Divine Clans, Emperors held lofty statuses. Even some lower-ranked Elders of the Heavens' Sword Sea would bow their heads when they met Emperors.

Meanwhile, Chi Yu was just a member of a declining clan.

Everyone likely knew how they would choose between the two sides.

If Emperor Capital wanted to kill Chi Yu, then kill him he could without repercussions. Not even Chi Yu's own clan would dare pursue justice.

It could only be said...

He deserved it!

Emperor Capital exhaled a breath of gloomy darkness and sneered coldly with his Bones of the Dao surrounding his body,

“You’ve followed me for two years. You should know my abilities. Not only are you not kneeling and apologizing, you’re barking with this dead dog.”

“Truly deserving of death!”

Emperor Capital was already before Chi Yu. His pitch-black fingers covered in the Bones of the Dao grasped Chi Yu's neck, forcefully suppressing his 3,000 Flames.

This was the most basic yet terrifying suppression by the Great Dao.

It meant Emperor Capital's Demonic Bones of the Dao had thoroughly suppressed Chi Yu's 3,000 Flames!

Chi Yu's eyes widened in disbelief. His body struggled but could not break free.

He remembered that dozens of years ago during their first skirmish, it had taken them three full days of entanglement.

How could it now be such one-sided domination!

Emperor Capital grinned malevolently, an extremely arrogant smile hanging from the corner of his lips, "Previously, I had only suppressed my cultivation to fight you. Who knew you were stupid enough to take it seriously and think yourself equal to a Great Emperor's standing."

"Worthless trash, you are merely a stepping stone on my path of the Emperor's Dao. Stepping on you is an insult to my feet. Yet you still dare dream of becoming an Emperor. Think about how little ability a piece of trash like you has."

Chi Yu's eyes filled with confusion. He really had not imagined there to be such a vast disparity between himself and Emperor Capital.

"Oh right..." Emperor Capital lifted Chi Yu by the neck, sneering again, "Half a year ago, I broke through to the Moving Mountains Realm."

This was also part of why he dared suppress Qiu Li afterwards.

But for now, killing Chi Yu came first, along with that big yellow dog.

The two noisy beasts!

The corners of Emperor Capital's lips pulled back to reveal a cruel smile. His other hand grabbed Chi Yu's head, ready to twist it off directly.

Sitting on a wooden bench, Chen Xia ate the pills he had refined and watched the commotion.

When Emperor Capital grabbed Chi Yu's head with his other hand, Chen Xia stood up.

He took a step forward.

The landscape remained still.

A boom sounded.

Emperor Capital urgently retreated thousands of meters, carving a ravine into the ground before barely stopping.

Chen Xia now stood before Chi Yu. His thumb casually pointed back and he flatly said,

"A battle to half-death between you two is one thing. But a battle to the death..."

Chen Xia withdrew his thumb and pointed to his own chest, speaking slightly louder but still casually, "You'll be fighting me."

The entire audience erupted into an uproar.

This was a battle between descendants of Great Emperors!

Now that was going to be quite a spectacle, far more amazing than Emperor Capital one-sidedly beating Chi Yu!

Among the descendants, Chen Xia was ranked as the weakest. But based on his performance just now, he didn't seem that weak. In fact, he even appeared to have suppressed Emperor Capital.

Though it had only been one exchange, so the outcome remained uncertain.

Emperor Capital's sharp eyebrows knitted together as he stared fiercely at Chen Xia. His Bones of the Dao flickered brilliantly and he asked in a deep voice.

"Moving Mountains Realm?"

It was impossible to knock him back without reaching the Moving Mountains Realm.

But how was that possible? Emperor Capital had broken through to the Moving Mountains Realm because his cultivation method provided special benefits that made early advancements simple. Later bottlenecks would be 30% more difficult for him compared to others.

Could Chen Xia's situation be the same?

Emperor Capital really could not guess.

Chen Xia wore a casual blue robe and stood lazily. His entire body lacked any imposing aura. He chuckled lightly and said,

"Why don't you guess?"

Emperor Capital did not want to guess.

So he directly charged forth to do battle. His Bones of the Dao crushed all laws and Daos beneath the same realm. With his Demonic Heart, he forged invincibility among his peers.

Now that he had entered the early stages of the Moving Mountains Realm, he should be the strongest at this stage. No one could overcome him. This was what it meant to be invincible among peers!

Unfortunately, Chen Xia was not his peer.

Chen Xia was at the peak of the Moving Mountains Realm.

He stood lazily in place, the ripples in his eyes betraying his casual attitude.

This represented how effortless he found the situation.

He stretched out a hand. Right as Emperor Capital rushed forth to attack, he snapped his fingers.

If time was a river, Emperor Capital was a fish swimming within.

Chen Xia was the fishhook.

Precisely hooking him at just the right moment.

Everyone saw Emperor Capital suddenly freeze in place, though most were unsure why he had stopped moving.

Only a few Elders with insight were shocked into realizing what had happened.

This was mastery over the Dao of Time!

It signified Chen Xia had attained some minor accomplishments within the Dao of Time.

Shattered eaves and rubble covered the ground.

When Emperor Capital came to his senses, these surrounded him. Parts of his body ached. He looked around in increasing bewilderment.

He had fallen into... a huge pit.

Chen Xia squatted atop the pit's rim and laughed, "A custom-made coffin for you. Do you like it?"

Emperor Capital gritted his teeth. His body directly stood up from the ground. He knew he might not be Chen Xia's match, but battles were never determined by one side alone.

He opened his mouth as if to vomit and slowly spat out from within it a pitch-black arrow that resembled eternal night...

His Life's True Treasure!

A fierce light burst forth in Emperor Capital's eyes. Holding the arrow in one hand, he roared loud enough to cause the pit to collapse once more. Drawing the bow taut, he shot!

To kill!

As the arrow that looked to be cut from eternal night flew forth, a bright drop of blood could be seen upon it that seemed as if it would never fade away.

The Elders' expressions instantly became alarmed.

That was a drop of Saint's Blood!

This arrow was a treasure that had participated in slaying Saints!

From the moment it was fired, the arrow's hit was destined.

Such was the Dao of Karma.

Chen Xia's chest burst with blood. His body instantly shot back thousands of meters before being nailed to a great mountain.

The mountain cracked with web-like traces but fortunately did not fully collapse.

Emperor Capital panted heavily. Using his Life's True Treasure had consumed massive amounts of spiritual power and Divine Will.

But it was worth it to slay Chen Xia. Utterly worth it!

The disciples in training wore astonished expressions, truly not expecting the fellow disciples to be able to battle so intensely.

So this was the disparity between them and descendants of Great Emperors?

Simply shocking and astonishing!

The winds raged fiercely around them.

Perhaps due to disturbances in the spiritual energy. In any case, they blew intensely and chaotically.

As a result, no one noticed...

The winds had started blowing in reverse.

A shadow appeared before Emperor Capital and he looked up in surprise.

Chen Xia with an arrow pierced through his chest now stood before him, blood dripping continuously. His expression remained just as casual. He asked,

"Is that all?"

Emperor Capital did not know how to respond.

The previous day, the dwelling of disciples in training collapsed for dozens of miles, leaving pits and ravines like coiling dragons that intersected.

Mountain ranges crumbled until even the Sword-Veins began to tremble.

In truth, it did not last long.

Only three hours.

Chen Xia's entire body was drenched in blood with an arrow still piercing his chest. In his hand, he dragged Emperor Capital's head like a dead dog as he climbed atop the ruins.

He looked around at everyone.

No one dared to meet his gaze.

It was as if this Chen Xia before them was no descendant of Great Emperors, but a true Great Emperor who had already attained the Emperor's Dao!

Not far away within a cave dwelling, Chen Xia took out the refined pills he had cooked. His Divine Will manipulated his Avatar!