In the center of the giant pit, Tie Mutu’s skin was torn and bleeding profusely, with golden blood dripping down, due to the cultivation of the "Yang Fla Sky Burning Technique", his blood carried fiery characteristics, making the surrounding area a flowing magma.
Difficultly rising from the underground, Tie Mutu looked at Su Jie walking towards him, his eyes full of reluctance and fear.
"Is this all the Divine King of the Divine Eagle Empire can do?"
Su Jie’s steps were unhurried, with a cold curve at the corner of his mouth.
As soon as the words fell, Su Jie suddenly appeared in front of Tie Mutu, delivering a plain Powerful Slash of Huashan, using his hand as a knife.
Crack!
Tie Mutu tried to resist, but suddenly felt a huge force, like ten thousand mountains pressing down simultaneously.
His arm that tried to block emitted a crisp sound of bone cracking, and he was forced to kneel on one knee by Su Jie.
"Damn it, don’t push ."
Tie Mutu’s eyes were fierce, as if he wanted to devour soone.
"What, still have a trump card?"
Su Jie raised an eyebrow, and slapped Tie Mutu as if scolding a child.
Tie Mutu’s face instantly swelled, and a few broken teeth flew out.
Roar!
Tie Mutu was furious, his blood boiling and burning, igniting the Red Fla Holy Fire with his own blood, flas surged through the sky, burning everything.
This is a life-risking secret technique of the Yang Palace Holy Land, called the "Blood Burning Holy Technique", using one’s own blood as fuel to ignite the body’s holy fire, greatly enhancing combat power.
The downside is that this secret technique consus body blood causing a trendous burden and depletion, damaging the body’s essence, leading to severe aftereffects, mild cases might have ridians and acupuncture points collapse, cultivation declines, severe cases might lead to paralysis or decay, even unexpected death is possible.
Not truly wanting to risk everything, Tie Mutu didn’t wish to use this secret technique.
"Die."
Tie Mutu’s eyes were fierce and violent, his body erupted with a round of red fla golden light, the high temperature flas distorted the void continuously, a chirping sound was heard from the flas.
The next mont, Tie Mutu punched forward, the blazing golden light transford into a Three-legged Golden Crow, enveloping his entire body, the fla’s power surged, mountains and rivers were burned and lted into streams of magma, gathering into lakes of magma, like the revival of the ancient Three-legged Golden Crow.
"You think turning into a bird ans I won’t hit you."
Su Jie chuckled softly, his five fingers suddenly clenched, and the Mixed Elent Divine Sky Bamboo appeared in his palm.
Su Jie grabbed the Mixed Elent Divine Sky Clan, directly smashing it at Tie Mutu’s head, choosing to confront directly without dodging.
What shocked Tie Mutu was that his transford Three-legged Golden Crow, carrying flas that could burn the sky and boil the sea, rely made Su Jie’s skin slightly red, with no real effect on him.
"Impossible, it’s impossible, not even the Holy Land Saint Son could withstand such an attack unscathed."
Tie Mutu was in despair, after executing the "Blood Burning Holy Technique", his strength could rival the Holy Land Saint Son.
In Tie Mutu’s view, he might not defeat Su Jie, but could at least use the red fla’s high temperature to temporarily force Su Jie back, creating an opportunity to escape.
But the discrepancy in reality was unexpected, despite using his trump card, he couldn’t even injure Su Jie.
In Tie Mutu’s shock, the Mixed Elent Divine Sky Bamboo smashed on his head, causing blood to spurt from his seven orifices, Innate Dao Thunder crackled and shot out, paralyzing Tie Mutu, stripping him of resistance.
"Too weak, how dare you provoke my Great Xia Dynasty."
Su Jie slightly retracted his left foot, and kicked Tie Mutu fiercely on the chest.
The ground sank and collapsed continuously, an earthquake shook the surrounding area, Tie Mutu rolled like a skipping stone across the grassland, his organs displacing, ribs fracturing, piercing into his internal organs, vomiting blood from mouth and nose.
"Surrender, I surrender, Emperor Xingyuan, I’m willing to submit to you."
Looking at Su Jie approaching again, Tie Mutu’s eyes no longer held arrogance or violence, only fear, feeling that all his power was like a joke before Su Jie.
Su Jie remained unmoved, slowly raising the Mixed Elent Divine Sky Bamboo.
Tie Mutu shivered, desperately plunged his hand into his left chest, forcibly pulling out his heart.
Holding the still-beating heart in his hands before Su Jie, his face was pale, humbly saying: "I was blind and shouldn’t have crossed the border provocatively, I am willing to pay the price for my wrong decision, to serve the Great Emperor for life."
Swearing with heart represents the most sincere and credible oath on the grassland.
Su Jie didn’t even glance at the beating heart, only sneered coldly: "Knowing you’re wrong ans you should know, I don’t like leaving future trouble."
Tie Mutu’s face changed dramatically, desperately saying: "I’m useful, I will bind all the tribes of the grassland for the Great Emperor, I will be loyal before the king, assist you in managing and governing all forces, to aid the Great Xia Dynasty. Otherwise, upon my death, the Divine Eagle Empire would fall into chaos, without soone to bind them, the tribes will resist your rule."
In Tie Mutu’s view, for the Great Xia Dynasty to smoothly take over the Divine Eagle Empire and its nomadic tribes, his assistance was indispensable.
He was the Common Lord of the Divine Eagle Empire, with influence and prestige perating every aspect. Without his binding, with the rebellious nature of the grassland tribes, they would never willingly submit to the Great Xia Dynasty, forrly a weakling subject to plunder, leading to inevitable rebellions.
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