A rich harvest

After killing them all, Chen Xia let out a breath of relief.

"It seems I really am different now that I've broken through to the Divine Palace Realm. Even Tribulation Transcendence cultivators amount to little before me."

Most of them had been in the early stages of Tribulation Transcendence, rather than its higher stages, but they were still Tribulation Transcendence cultivators.

Having displayed such formidable power immediately after breaking through to the Divine Palace Realm, Chen Xia brimmed with confidence.

Wherever his gaze passed, the remaining members of the various factions trembled.

At that moment, everyone understood what it meant to tread on thin ice. They feared Chen Xia might become drunk on slaughter and wipe out those below Tribulation Transcendence with a casual flick of his finger.

With his strength, that would have been child's play.

Gulp! Gulp! The sound of people swallowing filled the area.

But as the pressure eased and they felt Chen Xia's aura dissipate, they realized he intended no further killing and secretly breathed sighs of relief.

They watched Chen Xia collect the spoils from the fallen Tribulation Transcendence experts.

Sect Master Xuantian's gaze sharpened, and he exchanged a look with Elder Xuanqing beside him.

"Thank goodness we didn't make a move just now! Otherwise, we would have met the same end."

Sect Master Xuantian was shocked beyond measure. He finally understood the gulf between them and Chen Xia.

The sky over Azure Province had changed.

It was no longer their first-rate factions that held sway, but Chen Xia's Federation.

Sect Master Xuantian raised the sleeve of his white Daoist robe and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Glancing at Elder Cang Song, who was already drenched in sweat, he asked, "Do you still want to take him on?"

Elder Cang Song's hands trembled inside