The Hundred Thousand Army, having recovered from their shock, immediately surged forward to surround Xiao like a tide. They intended to use their overwhelming numbers to besiege him and kill him here once and for all.
Yet even in the face of the enemy's encirclement, Xiao's expression did not change in the slightest.
He continued wielding the Harp of Peace in his hand. Every strike Xiao made was accompanied by a storm of blood and carnage. The space within three feet before him was like an absolute forbidden zone, making it impossible for the Empire's Hundred Thousand Army to approach.
At this moment, the power of the Great Sage of Demon Subjugation revealed itself for the first time, though this was merely the tip of Xiao's true strength.
After all, no one in the Demon Country Federation knew Xiao's exact level of strength.
Other than Mo Li, who could see through Xiao's capabilities, and Veldora and Azhdaha, who had continuously sparred with him in the Great Underground Labyrinth, even Rimuru, who possessed Raphael, King of Wisdom, could not possibly know Xiao's true strength.
After all, in this world, while one's realm and magicule capacity could be observed, technique and martial arts could not be fully discerned.
Not to mention that Xiao's tremendous strength relied most heavily on techniques accumulated over countless days and years, as well as the Uncrowned Martial Arts inherited from the Emperor.
Mo Li had taught Xiao a great many things. As someone known as the Martial God, Mo Li naturally possessed nearly every technique and martial art in the world.
Palm strikes, fists, kicks, finger techniques, and other powerful martial arts requiring the body—all of them had reached a miraculous level in Mo Li's hands.
Sabers, spears, swords, halberds, bows, axes, battle-axes, hooks, forks, staffs, maces,