Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Jun Wuxie naturally wouldn't personally kill Prince Atu, but he devoured all the Laws True Energy within him.

Afterward, he disintegrated his physical body and blood, leaving Prince Atu to wail and scream hysterically like a madman, but to no avail.

Prince Atu, whose cultivation had been completely destroyed, was now only slightly stronger than an ordinary person, with only a bit of physical strength remaining.

His Eternal Saint Realm cultivation meant his physical body was originally very strong, but after Jun Wuxie disintegrated his blood, his physical strength decreased significantly.

He picked up Prince Atu and walked to the edge of the high platform.

Seeing this, Prince Atu vaguely understood what he was going to do and immediately screamed again in anguish.

"What are you all standing there for?"

Jun Wuxie looked at the Xia Clan men around the outer perimeter of the plaza, holding up Prince Atu and shaking him at them.

The Xia Clan people, who had been in shock, finally woke up completely, confirming that this was not an illusion or a dream!

This outsider young master was too strong and domineering, crushing Prince Atu and his group of experts, killing his subordinates in public, and even crippling Prince Atu.

He completely disregarded the Atu Empire!

"The entire Xia Clan thanks you, young master!"

An old man led a large group of people forward, all of whom were relatively prestigious members of the Xia Clan.

The rest remained in place, watching from afar.

After all, there were too many people; the entire Xia Clan numbered in the hundreds of millions.

This plaza was dozens of miles in diameter, and the area including the plaza and the area outside the plaza was hundreds of miles long, filled with Xia Clan people as far as the eye could see.

"No need for thanks. I was entrusted by your Xia Clan's totem god to come and rescue your entire clan."

As Jun Wuxie spoke, he threw the ashen-faced Prince Atu toward the Xia Clan elders and others who had walked to the bottom of the high platform.

The moment Prince Atu fell at their feet, countless eyes focused on him.

Even though the Xia Clan people were pure and kind-hearted, their eyes now flashed with hatred as they faced the Atu people who had oppressed them for generations.

"Tear him apart!"

Someone shouted, their emotions agitated.

They had suppressed this anger for too many years, one generation after another, always suppressing and enduring!

Instantly, several hundred Xia Clan people who had come to the stage went crazy, their expressions almost deranged, and rushed up to beat Prince Atu violently.

Due to the large number of people, the inner circle could only accommodate a limited number, making it impossible for those in the back to squeeze in.

After those inside had beaten him enough, they would automatically step aside to let those behind come up and continue the beating.

Throughout the entire process, the Xia Clan people were truly like madmen.

They had suppressed this anger for too long; it was too unbearable!

From the generation after their ancestors, their Xia Clan had declined, and they had been controlled, oppressed, and enslaved by the Atu people, who could do whatever they wanted with their lives.

This was a long and agonizing history of blood and tears!

Prince Atu's screams continued incessantly.

Originally, with his current physical strength, he couldn't withstand this kind of intense and continuous beating.

But Jun Wuxie couldn't bear it, and out of kindness, he secretly helped Prince Atu, constantly using life essence to keep him alive.

As a result, Prince Atu could clearly feel the excruciating pain in his body at every moment, as well as the deep humiliation of being beaten and trampled upon.

That feeling was terrible, especially when his face was being stepped on, and he could clearly feel his face deforming under those feet!

"You lowly slaves! You Xia Clan lowly slaves! This prince will definitely flay you alive and tear you to pieces!

Ah—"

Prince Atu roared incoherently and screamed at the same time.

But the Xia Clan people ignored him. At this moment, they were immersed in the excitement of venting their emotions and wouldn't pay attention to what Prince Atu was saying.

Prince Atu's body had long been deformed.

If it weren't for Jun Wuxie's use of life essence from afar, his physical body would have long become a pulp, leaving only his primordial spirit.

The screams continued.

In the beginning, Prince Atu threatened loudly in a vicious voice.

Gradually, he could only scream and couldn't make any other sounds.

The prolonged, intense pain constantly tormented him, making his pain nerves not numb but increasingly sensitive.

He felt that he couldn't take it anymore and was about to be tortured to death, but he couldn't die, and his consciousness never even blurred, always remaining in a highly conscious state.

He knew that it was a vast life force that was constantly sustaining him.

This kind of life essence was so hateful; to him, it was more terrifying than the aura of death!

That young man was simply a demon, a devil from hell!

The Xia Clan people's beating of Prince Atu lasted a long time, a whole morning and noon, until the afternoon when they stopped.

They were all tired from the one-sided beating, panting heavily.

Prince Atu's physical body had been beaten into a meat pie countless times and forcibly repaired by Jun Wuxie.

The Xia Clan people stopped, and the crowd dispersed to both sides, revealing Prince Atu lying on the ground.

Prince Atu's screams were not as loud as before.

Although the voice was small, it sounded even more miserable than before.

He was curled up on the ground, unable to move his body, twitching occasionally, his hair disheveled, his face swollen, and tears constantly streaming from the corners of his eyes.

Prince Atu cried.

A strong man of the Eternal Saint Realm had completely and utterly collapsed, shedding weak tears.

At this moment, where was Prince Atu's usual superior, condescending, and life-controlling demeanor?

Runes flashed under Jun Wuxie's feet, imprinted on the ground of the high platform.

Immediately, in the center of the high platform, the ground suddenly lit up with runic light and opened like a mechanism in the rune light.

A stone pillar rose from the ground, quickly reaching dozens of meters in height.

Dozens of meters was not high, and in ordinary cities, it was not as high as most buildings.

But in this earthen city, a height of dozens of meters was already very conspicuous.

In this city, most of the buildings were only twenty or thirty meters high, and the tallest was no more than a hundred meters.

That was already a landmark building.

This city had suffered great destruction, and the original magnificent buildings were destroyed. These buildings were all built later.

Because the Xia Clan was later controlled and enslaved, they could not restore the city to its former glory.

The pillar was naturally condensed by Jun Wuxie using the power of runes and the earth element from the earth.

"Young master, what are you doing?"

"Young master, the Xia Clan appreciates your kindness, but the situation is dangerous now, and it is not advisable to stay in this city for long.

Young master is alone and weak and cannot contend with the entire Atu Empire.

Young master and young lady should leave quickly, stay away from this continent, and not put yourselves in a desperate situation because of us, wasting your lives in vain!"

The Xia Clan's patriarch sighed. He was too excited before, which caused him to lose his composure.

Now that he thought about it, no matter how powerful the young master in front of him was, even if he was divinely martial, he was still alone and weak. How could one person fight against the entire empire?

The Atu Empire had a vast territory, with countless sects and more than could be counted on two hands.

The Imperial City had existences like the National Sect, filled with experts like crucian carp crossing the river.

The Imperial Family did not know how many top experts were hidden.

The current emperor of the Atu Empire was a strong man who had stepped into the Half-God Realm, shaking the continent!

"If I leave, what will happen to you?"

"We…" The Xia Clan's patriarch turned his head to look in the direction of the Flame Mountains and said, "For now, we can only go to the Flame Mountains.

Now that the empire's lackeys in this city have been killed by the young master, and we are also free, no one is stopping us, so we can immediately go to the Flame Mountains.

We'll go as far as we can, which is better than staying here and waiting for death.

The Atu Empire has well-informed information. At this moment, the news here is likely to have reached the Imperial City!"

"It's not a solution for you to enter like this. Without my help, your population is too large, and the Flame Mountains are not close to here for you, so you won't be able to reach them before the Atu Empire's people arrive.

Moreover, the temperature near the Flame Mountains is extremely high, and your sacrificial god power cannot cover the outside of the Flame Mountains, so even if you have the blood of the Ancient Flame God and are naturally close to the flames, with strong flame resistance, most people will not be able to approach that flame mountain."

Saying this, Jun Wuxie reached out and grabbed the weak Prince Atu, then threw him.

Prince Atu screamed as he flew toward the pillar in the center of the high platform.

Just as he was about to hit the pillar, Jun Wuxie reached out and grabbed a war spear from the stage and threw it directly.

The war spear was left behind by the people Prince Atu brought.

At this moment, the war spear pierced through the air like a stream of light, piercing Prince Atu's neck with a *pu* sound, bringing up a stream of blood.

Immediately, the war spear embedded itself into the stone pillar with a *ding* sound, firmly nailing Prince Atu to the stone pillar, with blood flowing down the shaft.

Prince Atu struggled hard, but every time he struggled, a sharp pain came from his neck.

His eyes were filled with horror and resentment as he looked at Jun Wuxie, his lips trembling for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.

"Didn't you want to buy time?

Now I'll give you the chance to slowly wait for them to arrive."

Jun Wuxie's words were light and breezy, as if he was waiting for friends instead of enemies.

Immediately, he turned to look at the Xia Clan people and said, "Don't worry. Since I'm here, your safety will be guaranteed.

Your entire clan has suffered for countless years.

From today onward, there will be no more suffering like that.

The Atu Empire? I'll kill as many as come!"