Shen Zhao, who transmigrated into the Immortal Martial Continent, was forced by the system to humbly fawn over the Empress for nine lifetimes.
However, what he thought was true love that coul...
"Hehe, did you remember something?"
"I only want to tear you to pieces!"
"Dismembered body? I wonder if your fellow Netherworld comrades have ever tasted raw fish that has been marinated for two years."
"I will kill you!!!"
Upon seeing Shen Zhao, the Asura Emperor was instantly filled with a strange fear and a persistent resentment.
In his rage, the divine aura burst forth, and he held nothing back.
"You ants, die!"
With a thunderous crash, a palm strike descended, its overwhelming force sweeping across the land.
"It seems I still need to help you recall things carefully so you can understand just how low your skill level really is."
As he spoke, Shen Zhao paused, and the Wind and Thunder Shield suddenly appeared in his hand.
Just as the evil force was about to get close, he raised his shield to block it.
boom--
With a loud bang, Su Yunying and the other two felt a sharp gust of wind sting their faces.
but……
The devastation originally expected from a god-level being far exceeded everyone's expectations.
The surging airwave vanished into nothingness the instant it made contact with Shen Zhao.
"Um?"
The Asura Emperor was greatly alarmed.
"What's going on? My power."
Surprised?
To his surprise, Shen Zhao extended a middle finger at him.
"Useless trash, haven't you ever heard the saying?"
"With 30% power, one can be unparalleled in the martial arts world; with 50% power, one is invincible; as for 100% power, well, three chapters and I'll rush to the grove."
After saying those witty words, Shen Zhao kicked the Wind and Thunder Shield.
The instant the Wind and Thunder Shield took off, it raised its hand and slapped the ground, sending it hurtling straight towards the Asura Emperor like a tidal wave.
Bang!
"ah……"
The instant the iron hand caught the rapidly spinning shield edge, an immense force beyond its limits surged through his arm and body, forcing him to retreat and shift backward.
"drink!"
With a deep shout, the Asura Emperor forcefully shattered the Wind and Thunder Shield.
But just as the shield left his hand, a cold glint pierced straight through his chest.
*Pfft*
With a hiss, green blood splattered, sending a cloud of bone and flesh fragments drifting through the air.
Amidst the pain, what appeared before the Asura Emperor was a familiar yet unfamiliar military knife—the Broken Army.
Do you remember this knife?
Shen Zhao gave a cruel smile.
"That's how I used it to slice off pieces of your flesh, one by one, and arrange them into a fish scale pattern."
I kept it for two whole years, until your flesh got infested with maggots, then I sent it back.
"I want you dead!"
With a thunderous roar, the Asura Emperor sent Shen Zhao and Po Jun flying together.
"I want you and that sword to perish in the dust!"
However, before he could catch his breath, Shen Zhao returned and slashed directly at his chest with his sword.
With a torrent of green blood splattering, the Asura Emperor was instantly sent flying backward.
This cut left a deep, bone-deep scar on his chest.
"Angry? That's right!"
"Because every bit of resentment you harbor is something I created with my own hands!"
Do you know why?
With a burst of cold light, Chen Zhao moved with lightning speed, giving the Asura Emperor no chance to catch his breath.
"Because you are useless, your life is a joke in my eyes."
"Tell me, how did someone as useless as you become the Martial Champion of the Nine Netherworlds?"
As he spoke, Po Jun swept away the Asura Emperor like a whirlwind, leaving dozens of shocking, bloody marks on his body.
The Asura Emperor was utterly powerless to resist this.
Upon seeing this, Minghui was greatly surprised and couldn't help but ask, "Miss Su, if I may be so bold as to ask, what is your husband's cultivation level?"
Su Yunying smiled and shook her head, already used to this.
“I don’t know my husband’s cultivation level, but no matter who faces him, they will definitely be no match.”
Upon hearing this, Minghui pondered for a moment before turning her gaze back to Shen Zhao, who was on the battlefield.
On the battlefield, the Asura Emperor could only parry Shen Zhao's relentless and relentless attacks.
His opponent's attacks were sometimes fierce and aggressive, with each move aimed at his vital points, leaving him no time to recover his energy.
He is sometimes unpredictable, and you can never anticipate his next move.
After a thousand moves in an instant, the Asura Emperor finally found an opportunity to feint and retreat dozens of steps away.
At this moment, he was covered in dark green liquid from head to toe, looking utterly disheveled.
"Heh, trash!"
"Today, you are destined to live with hatred once again!"
Shen Zhao gracefully landed ten steps in front of him, staring at the Asura Emperor with a disdainful gaze.
"Huff... huff..."
Large beads of sweat fell to the feet of the Asura Emperor, accompanied by his heavy breathing.
He never imagined that he, a unique being at the pinnacle of the Feather Transformation Realm, would be so utterly vulnerable in the face of the man before him.
In the previous duel, the opponent used both sword and shield simultaneously, coordinating perfectly. The strange Daoist power generated in the instant they crossed prevented his vast and boundless dantian from gathering enough strength to launch a counterattack.
The feeling of being suffocated was so overwhelming that he could hardly breathe.
What exactly is that power, and why is it so exaggerated, completely suppressing my own strength?
Only Shen Zhao knows the answer.
Inside the ancient tomb of the Bashu King in the Sacred Domain, after Shen Zhao comprehended the essence of military strategy, his combat power was no longer comparable to what it had been before.
The Six Realms of Military Intent: Each instance of the intent can generate a completely new Daoist principle, capable of directly confronting all evil spirits.
The power he unleashed surprised even Shen Zhao himself, as if all cultivation levels were no different from those of a mortal.
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