of the six-winged seraphim spoke in a solemn voice.Four of the evangelists' scrolls simultaneously burst into light.Where the four legal codes converge, a giant sword gleaming with dazzling white ligh...But the source king did not utter a groan, instead turning around to look directly at Han Dingtian.

Han Dingtian looked at Yuan Wang's miserable state, a smile extremely cold on his face, and said: "Your Majesty, look at your current appearance, it is truly pitiful."

He shook his head and said again, "Before today, you couldn't have imagined that one day you would be wounded like this by the few people you trusted most."

The source king remained silent.

Han Dingtian's smile grew even more radiant.

In his view, the Source King was essentially defeated and had no chance of turning things around.

For, the five commanders' attacks had already wounded the Source King's core.

At this point, Yuan Wang has reached his limits.

And he's still at his peak, behind him... lies the power of the entire royal city!

"Fortunately, you weren't killed outright, otherwise... you wouldn't have been able to see the grand spectacle of my ascension to the throne before the many noble families and influential clans." Han Dingtian said again.

……

"Bang bang bang..."

Before the city gates, footsteps echoed.

Power from all the great clans and families is pouring into the city.

And among them were members of the Han family led by Han Jinwu and Han Miaoyi.

After entering the city, they quickly made their way toward the palace.

To this moment, the members of the Han family are still at a loss.

But they already faintly felt that a great fortune... was waiting for the Han family!

And right now, if you look down from above, you can see a large number of celestial cultivators gathering towards the palace!

The commoners within the royal city had long since retreated to their homes, fearing they would be caught in this unprecedented event.

As for some cultivators who loved to watch the excitement, they quietly followed behind.

……

"Boom boom boom..."

After being engulfed by the purple flames, Fang Yu felt himself directly transported into another space.

In this space, he felt an endless chill, yet it was mingled with a searing heat.

And in this dark environment, ghosts appeared and disappeared, constantly attacking him.

But Fang Yu could cope with this level of attack even with his eyes closed.

For he had mastered the Ghost King's secret art.

"Where are you from"

In the pitch black, Fang Yu spoke.

"Oh..."

His response was a scream, followed by an attack.

Fan Yu dodged to the side and kicked out with his foot.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the ghost general was apparently kicked flying away.

"I'll ask again, where are you from Do you know what the Holy Court is" Fang Yu asked once more.

"Oh no..."

"Bang!"

"You don't speak human"

"Oh..."

"Bang!"

I'm just asking you, can you speak properly If you call me that again, I'll scatter your ashes.

"Oops... oops..."

"Boom!"

Fan Yu could no longer bear it. He clenched his right fist, infused it with the power of the Divine Dragon, and unleashed a powerful punch!

The intensity of this strike is extremely exaggerated.

The ghost general's physical body seemed to be shattered by the blast, erupting in a deafening roar.

And after that blow, the entire space fell into a deathly silence, devoid of any sound.

Fang Yu's eyes were cold.

He was sensing his surroundings.

A touch of utter blackness, and endless coldness.

If Fang Yu's body weren't so strong, he would have likely been melted away by this coldness.

Yes, that's melting.

Fang Yu knew very well that the icy feeling surrounding them was actually flames.

"Are you keeping me here so you can take care of the Source King outside"

Fang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils glowing gold.

The mark of the cross sword appeared in his pupils.

Since he had promised to cooperate with the Source King, he had to protect the Source King's life.

Otherwise, after the deed is done, no one will pay him.

"We have to get out of here first."

After the Eye of the Great Dao was opened, Fang Yu's vision changed.

He looked around, his eyes flickering.

……

Many illustrious clans and noble families have already entered the palace.

On the plaza before the ruined main hall, the gravely wounded King Gen walked toward where Han Dingtian stood.

"There is no need to struggle any longer, you are no match for me!" Han Dingtian laughed loudly.

The source king didn't speak, continuing to walk forward.

"Bang!"

At that moment, Han Dingtian's eyes turned cold, and he extended a finger.

A surge of magical energy blasted from his fingertips, striking Source King's knee directly.

"Pfft!"

The source king's knee was pierced directly.

But his movement only paused for a moment before continuing forward.

Seeing this scene, Han Dingtian's eyes flashed with cold light.

Source King, covered in wounds, seemed completely insensitive to pain. He walked toward Han Dingtian, blood dripping from his body.

Such a formation made Han Dingtian, at his peak, inexplicably feel uneasy.

"Stop!"

Han Dingtian extended another finger and pierced through Yuan Wang's other knee.

But Source King... still walks on!

“Don’t expect Fang Yu to save you, he has been devoured by the Ghost General, he is also walking a dead end!” Han Dingtian roared.

"Boom boom boom..."

At this time, a large number of cultivators had already arrived at the plaza.

They came from illustrious clans and influential ministerial families.

As soon as they arrived, they saw the wounded Yuan Wang and his approach to the Grand Tutor Han Dingtian.

All the cultivators froze in place.

Although they had made up their minds to come to the palace and deal with the Source King, to save the Grand Master... yet now, seeing the gravely wounded Source King with their own eyes, their faces changed.

In their eyes, the Source King was the strongest being within the Source Clan. He had never been so humiliated before.

The current source king...

Continuously, monks poured into the square.

Unable to stand in the square, they flew into the air.

Seeing the tragic state of the Source King, these cultivators were all stunned and silent.

Soon, many members of the Han family also arrived.

Seeing that Hans Dingtian stood unharmed, they breathed a sigh of relief.

And seeing the badly wounded Yuan Wang, they beamed with delight.

Han Miao'yi looked at Han Dingtian's figure, then at Yuan Wang, her beautiful eyes flashing with complex light.

More and more cultivators gathered on the square before the palace.

These members of the dynasty, seeing the former high and mighty King Yuan fall to such a state, all had expressions of contemplation and pity on their faces.

If only I had known then what I know now.

If the King had not been so greedy for power, he would not have met such a tragic end.

"You, kneel down for me!"

The source king was still walking towards Hantian, who gritted his teeth, transformed his palm into a blade, and slashed horizontally forward!

"Bang!"

The Yuanwang's legs were severed at the knees, and his mighty body crashed to the ground!

This time, it was like kneeling before the Heaven-Calming Ding.

"Hahaha... The more virtue one possesses, the more help they receive; the less virtue one has, the fewer helpers they find! Yuan Wang, you're facing this fate today, and no one in the entire dynasty will feel pity for you! This is your just retribution!" Han Ding laughed heartily at the sky.

Then, he turned and faced the over twenty thousand cultivators gathered behind him. He spread his arms wide and declared, "From now on, I am your new king! All you need to do is submit to me, and you shall receive everything you desire!"

At this moment, Han Dingtian's aura was imposing.

He felt he had already reached the pinnacle of success.

This symbolizes the transition of power between old and new!

Han Dingtian, has finally achieved what he had always dreamed of!

He will seize power and become the new king!

"Whoosh!"

At that very moment, a sound of breaking air came from behind.

Hán Dǐng Tiān was still in a state of extreme excitement, unable to react.

"Master, quickly, quickly dodge!!!…" The members of the Han family shouted with eyes wide open in fury!

But it was too late by then.

A figure shimmering with gold appeared behind Han Dingtian.

It's Fangyu!

Hàn Dǐngtiān turned around in the midst of the shouting, somewhat dazed.

Then he saw Fang Yu, who was grinning coldly.

At this moment, Fang Yu still held in his hand a sword blade as smooth and translucent as white jade.

"I unilaterally acknowledge... that you have become the new king, successfully ascending the throne." Fang Yu sneered. "But... just a taste of power is enough. Now, you should die."

Before his words could finish, Fang Yu's jade divine sword was already raised in his hand.

"You..." Han Dingtian came to his senses, his eyes wide open.

"Bang!"

The next second, the white jade divine sword slashed down!

"Ah…"

Gasps of astonishment echoed around.

In full view of everyone, Han Dingtian's body was split in two by the White Jade Divine Sword!

"Boom!"

Blades of sword energy slashed across the ground, carving out a massive chasm that extended relentlessly forward. The force behind it was astonishing.

As for Han Dingtian... he was shattered into pieces within this sword strike!

He was just announced as the new king, and he died suddenly!

Not even ten seconds passed between them!

This scene shocked the entire audience!zlingly brilliant but also had the power of thunder flashing on its surface. Its might shook the heavens!"Boom!"The surrounding desert began to collapse!At this moment, the sky suddenly began to darke...