Xia Hong's Power

"BOOM—!!!"

Amid an earth-shaking explosion, the purple-gold dragon qi palm seal collided violently with the pale deathflames!

This time, the unleashed energy shockwave far surpassed every previous clash!

Terrifying waves of force spread outward in a ring. Everywhere they passed, the ground was shaved away by several yards, forming an enormous circular crater!

The purple-gold dragon qi palm seal shattered with a bang, but the two clumps of "Nether Azure Deathflame" were also sent flying backward. Their glow dimmed by more than half, and much of the death law power clinging to them was worn away by the Imperial Dragon Qi.

A phantom clad in a bright yellow dragon robe and wearing a Flat Heaven Crown, his face as imposing as a deity's, vast national fortune and dragon qi coiling around him, took a single step and arrived from the distant horizon above the battlefield, standing between Lu Chen's cocoon of light and the Undead Monarch's projection.

It was the national fortune dharma body projection of Great Xia's emperor—Xia Hong!

Though his true body was far away in the Capital City, through his connection to the national fortune and his sensing of the Northern Frontier's destiny, he had forcibly condensed this national fortune dharma body projection and sent it here at this critical moment!

It required an immense expenditure of national fortune and mental strength. Unless driven to the last resort, he would never have used it.

"Soul Burial! You have crossed the line!" Xia Hong's dharma body projection spoke in a voice as vast as a bell, carrying unquestionable imperial majesty. "The struggle for the Northern Frontier is a mortal war! Yet you dare to openly interfere with cultivation beyond Longevity, slaughtering a duke of my Great Xia. Do you truly think there is no one left in Great