I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

Rumble!

As the golden beam of light shot into the sky, the entire Tianzu Mountain shook violently, teetering on the brink of collapse. The imperial mausoleum, already reduced to ruins, could no longer withstand the force and completely collapsed, leveled to the ground.

Inside the underground palace, Chu Feng held the large seal in his hand, bathed in golden light, and slowly rose into the air.

Lu Zhenshan, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Zhuge Xuan, turned bloodshot and his face was filled with endless anger and resentment when he saw the familiar seal fall into Chu Feng's hands.

"You little beast! That's mine! Give it back to me!"

He let out a frenzied roar, no longer caring about Zhuge Xuan, and turned into a streak of light, rushing towards Chu Feng with a world-destroying momentum.

"You little beast! Give me back what belongs to me!"

"Yours?" Chu Feng hovered in mid-air, looking down at him with a mocking smile. "Now, it's mine."

He slowly raised the golden seal in his hand.

"Give me the town!"

As he finished speaking, the palm-sized golden seal, carrying a terrifying power capable of suppressing heaven and earth and crushing all things, crashed down on Lu Zhenshan.

"No!"

As Lu Zhenshan felt the terrifying power that made even his heart tremble, his eyes revealed shock and fear for the first time.

He tried to dodge, but found that the space around him had been completely locked by the aura of the great seal, leaving him with no way to escape!

He could only let out a roar of unwilling anger, pushing his cultivation to its limit, and throwing out both fists to smash towards the descending seal.

boom!!!

A deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth, as if it would shatter the entire world.

Under the majestic power of the golden seal, all of Lu Zhenshan's resistance seemed pale and powerless.

His strength, like a fragile eggshell, shattered instantly.

His arms were severed inch by inch, turning into a mist of blood.

"puff!"

Lu Zhenshan coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body flying backward like a ball being slapped, several times faster than when he arrived, crashing heavily to the ground and creating a huge crater.

Before he could even struggle to his feet, a figure appeared before him like a ghost.

It was Zhuge Xuan.

"it's over."

Zhuge Xuan remained expressionless and gently placed a palm on Lu Zhenshan's chest.

puff.

Lu Zhenshan's body stiffened abruptly. He looked down and saw a hand that had pierced through his chest and crushed his heart.

Life, like a receding tide, vanished rapidly.

Lu Zhenshan struggled to raise his head, looking at the young man in mid-air who held the divine seal in his hand, like a god, his eyes filled with endless resentment and unwillingness.

"I... am not reconciled..."

Before he could finish speaking, he collapsed to his knees, utterly lifeless.

At the very moment of his death, the Burial Coffin in Chu Feng's mind stirred once more.

An invisible suction force enveloped Lu Zhenshan's corpse, instantly swallowing it up.

The next second, an incomparably pure and vast life force emanated from the Burial Coffin, surging into Chu Feng's limbs and bones, significantly enhancing his strength once again.

After doing all this, Chu Feng slowly descended from mid-air. He put away the golden seal, and then his gaze fell on the Snow Moon Fairy, who was slumped on the ground not far away, looking lost and dejected.

"So, what are your plans now?" Chu Feng walked up to her and asked calmly.

Snow Moon Fairy looked at him, her eyes filled with lifelessness, and gave a bitter smile: "The enemies of the Great Yong Dynasty are dead, and you have taken away the nation's most precious treasure. I have no more attachments. Kill me if you must."

Chu Feng walked up to her, pinched her smooth chin, and forced her to raise her head.

"Such a stunning beauty, wouldn't it be a waste to kill her?"

He grinned. "From now on, you're mine."

……

The next day,

Before the Golden Palace, officials stood solemnly, under the watchful eyes of the masses.

When Xiao Nihuang, dressed in a crimson-gold dragon and phoenix imperial robe and wearing an imperial crown, walked step by step up the ninety-nine white marble steps accompanied by Chu Tianyuan and Duke Xiao, the entire world seemed to lose its color.

Having shed her military uniform, Xiao Nihuang possessed less of the battlefield's heroic spirit and ruthlessness, and more of the grace and majesty of an empress.

That already strikingly beautiful face, accentuated by the imperial robes and crown, was breathtakingly beautiful, as if a celestial maiden had descended to earth, making it impossible to look directly at her.

In the delegation of seven nations, Jiang Tianyao, dressed in men's clothing, glanced at the figure that had attracted everyone's attention, curled her lip, and thought to herself, "Is this his wife? She is indeed a beauty of unparalleled grace, but I am not bad either!"

"Today I ascend the throne, and change the name of the nation to 'Great Xia'!"

Upon hearing this, the officials were slightly taken aback. The reason why Xiao Nihuang chose this name for the country was naturally because of Chu Feng's suggestion. After all, as a member of the transmigrated army, her favorite name for the country was naturally Great Xia!

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

Led by Prime Minister Su Wenyuan, all the civil and military officials knelt down and shouted "Long live the Emperor!"

Just then, a lazy figure walked out from behind the hall.

It was Chu Feng.

He glanced around at the crowd below and asked, "Where are the envoys from the seven kingdoms? Why aren't they coming up to offer their congratulations and pay homage?"

Although the envoys from the seven great dynasties were resentful, they still had to bite the bullet and step forward to offer their congratulatory gifts and say some insincere words of congratulations.

After they finished speaking, Chu Feng waved his hand, as if to say something shocking.

"Alright, I've accepted the gifts. Go back and tell your respective emperors."

"They have three days to submit a letter of surrender and submit to our Great Xia Dynasty."

"Otherwise, with a massive army pressing in, the country will be annihilated."

Upon hearing this, the entire area in front of the Golden Palace fell into a deathly silence, followed by a tremendous uproar.

"What...what do you mean by this?!" An envoy from the Great Qi pointed at Chu Feng, both shocked and furious.

"What I mean is, from now on, my Great Xia will call the shots in this Northern Wilderness Region." Chu Feng glanced at him and sneered, "Don't think I don't know what kind of wicked schemes you seven kingdoms have come here for. Isn't it all for that supreme treasure left behind by the Great Yong Dynasty?"

"However, I advise you to give up on that idea. Those so-called strongmen that your seven kingdoms secretly sent have already gone to join your ancestors before you."

boom!

This news was like a bombshell, exploding in the minds of the envoys from the seven nations.

The color drained from their faces, their eyes filled with utter horror and disbelief.

Hidden in the crowd, Jiang Tianyao trembled, her heart filled with turmoil.

She knew very well that all seven kingdoms had secretly dispatched a group of top experts, including an old monster at the Celestial Realm, to infiltrate the capital with the delegation, all in order to seize that legendary treasure.

But now, Chu Feng is saying that those people... are all dead?

How is this possible?!

The ceremony ended hastily, and the envoys from the seven countries left the square dejectedly. They had to immediately send this earth-shattering news back to their home countries.

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation in the Imperial Palace.

Xiao Nihuang looked at Chu Feng, her delicate brows furrowing slightly: "Are you really going to wage war against the seven great dynasties?"

"Of course." Chu Feng walked behind her, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and rested his chin on her fragrant shoulder. "From now on, the Northern Wilderness will only need one dynasty."

He paused, a hint of domineering pride flashing in his eyes.

"No, not just the Northern Wilderness Region. The entire Cangxuan Prefecture, and even the Nine Provinces Continent, will only need one dynasty to exist from now on."

"What a boastful tone."

Just then, a mocking voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

Immediately afterwards, a man dressed in a simple white robe, with an arrogant look in his eyes, walked in with his hands behind his back, as if he were treating this imperial palace as his own backyard.

Chu Feng raised an eyebrow, looking at the uninvited guest: "Who are you?"

The man glanced at him, his eyes looking at him as if he were an ant, a condescending sneer playing on his lips: "I am an envoy from the Northern Wilderness Palace."

"The Northern Wilderness Palace?" A hint of surprise flashed in Chu Feng's eyes, then he smiled playfully, "Your Northern Wilderness Palace arrived quite quickly."

"It seems you already know of our existence." A hint of surprise appeared on the man's face, then he said in a matter-of-fact tone, "In that case, the tribute that should have been the responsibility of the Great Qian Dynasty will now be the responsibility of your Great Xia Dynasty."

"Paying tribute?" Upon hearing this, Xiao Nihuang, who was standing to the side, showed a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Chu Feng spoke directly, his voice indifferent: "I'm sorry, but our Great Xia does not have the custom of paying tribute to anyone."

Upon hearing this, the man's face instantly darkened: "Does your Great Xia intend to defy my Northern Wilderness Palace?"

"What is your Northern Wilderness Palace anyway?" Chu Feng sneered. "From now on, the Great Xia Dynasty will call the shots in this Northern Wilderness Region."

"presumptuous!"

The man immediately flew into a rage, and a terrifying pressure belonging to a martial arts cultivator, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami, fiercely suppressed Chu Feng and Xiao Nihuang!

Just then, Zhuge Xuan appeared out of thin air, also releasing the pressure of a martial arts cultivator, and stood in front of the two.

"Hmm?" A hint of surprise flashed in the man's eyes. "I didn't expect that your small dynasty would actually have a martial arts cultivator. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant."

He then sneered disdainfully, "But do you really think that a mere waste who has just successfully established his foundation can contend with my Northern Wilderness Palace? You truly don't know your own limitations!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he simply raised his hand and waved it casually.

boom!

Zhuge Xuan felt an irresistible force strike him, as if he had been struck by lightning. He spat out blood and flew backward, crashing heavily into the dragon pillar of the main hall.

The man didn't even glance at Zhuge Xuan; his gaze fell on Chu Feng again, his eyes filled with cruelty and mockery.

He slowly raised his hand and pressed it down towards Chu Feng's head.

"Kneel down before me!"