I've announced that I'm destined to have many children, and my father has bestowed upon me

Amidst howling winds, Zhao Chen'an gripped Xiao Chuchu's wrist tightly, channeling his inner energy to its limit, and fled desperately toward Blackwater Pass.

He dared not turn around, nor even think about the world behind him shrouded in supreme pressure.

Sendai realm!

That was a realm that, just by hearing about it, was enough to make all cultivators below the Dragon Transformation Realm despair.

Staying means death.

It's a drag.

He could not let down the opportunity that Mo Yuqing had fought for them with his life.

Xiao Chuchu was already in tears, and she was being pulled along by Zhao Chen'an, staggering and struggling with every step she took.

"Master..."

She murmured, her heart filled with fear and reluctance.

Just as the two were about to exhaust themselves, a golden dragon shadow suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking their path.

The familiar yet domineering dragon's might made Zhao Chen'an freeze in place.

"Father!"

The person who arrived was none other than Zhao Daoting, who had just commanded the army to retreat!

At this moment, his dragon robe was already tattered from the previous battle, his hair ornament was askew, and his breathing was somewhat disordered, but his eyes were filled with anxiety and worry.

"Chen An! What happened? Where is Fairy Mo?"

Zhao Daoting grabbed Zhao Chen'an's shoulder with such force that he almost crushed his bones.

He had just been directing the army's retreat from the rear when he felt a devastating pressure descend from the sky. Immediately afterward, he saw Mo Yuqing transform into a streak of light, carrying Zhao Chen'an and the other man as they fled for their lives.

His heart sank, and he immediately realized that something terrible had happened!

"Father, run!"

Zhao Chen'an, without even catching his breath, said hurriedly.

"He's the ancestor of the Great Xia Dynasty! An old monster at the Sendai Realm!"

boom!

Zhao Daoting's mind went blank, and he froze on the spot.

Sendai realm...

These three words felt like three ancient divine mountains pressing down on his heart, making the Great Zhou Emperor, who had just advanced to the Dragon Transformation Realm and was full of vigor, instantly unable to breathe.

He subconsciously looked up, gazing at the distant horizon.

In that area, space was distorted, the wind and clouds were reversed, and two blurry figures were facing off.

One of them was dressed in white, pure as snow, and possessed unparalleled elegance.

The other was withered and aged, yet it exuded a terrifying aura that made heaven and earth submit to it.

Just one glance from afar made Zhao Daoting feel a stinging pain in his soul, as if he were being torn apart by that invisible pressure.

It’s over.

This was the first thought that arose in Zhao Daoting's mind.

All his plans and ambitions seemed so ridiculous at this moment.

He schemed against Lu Tianlong and the ten Dragon Transformation Realm retainers of the Great Xia Dynasty.

He was even prepared to fight to the death, even at the cost of being severely wounded and dying, just to lure out Lu Tianlong so that Mo Yuqing could kill him.

Once Lu Tianlong dies, the Great Xia Dynasty will be leaderless and inevitably fall into internal strife.

At that time, the northern border of the Great Zhou Dynasty will be safe and secure for a hundred years!

He could even use this opportunity to slowly and gradually erode the Great Xia Dynasty, allowing the Great Zhou Dynasty to be upgraded to the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty!

This was his ambition as an emperor, and the goal he fought for his entire life.

But no matter how much he planned, he could never have imagined that behind a small dynasty, there was actually a patriarch at the Sendai realm!

How can we fight like this?

What can we use to fight?

Should we use the lives of millions of soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty to fill the gap?

Before such beings, let alone an army of a million, even an army of ten million would probably be nothing more than ants that could be wiped out with a wave of the hand.

A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in my heart.

This Great Zhou emperor, who had just entered the Dragon Transformation Realm and thought he had already stood at the top of this region, turned out to be no different from a mortal in front of a true powerhouse.

"Father, this is not a battle we can participate in."

Zhao Chen'an's voice pulled him back from his reverie.

"The only thing we can do now is to trust our Fairy Master!"

Zhao Daoting's body trembled, and he turned his head sharply, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Zhao Chen'an, his voice hoarse.

"Fairy Mo...is she...really alright?"

At this moment, he was no longer the ruthless emperor, but a father desperately searching for a last straw in a hopeless situation.

Zhao Chen'an remained silent.

he does not know.

How could he possibly know?

That's Sendai! It's a legendary place!

Xiao Chuchu wiped away her tears, her voice trembling slightly, but she spoke with unwavering determination.

"Father, please rest assured."

"Master is a genius that the Hunyuan Sect has only seen once in ten thousand years. He can defeat the Immortal Platform at the ninth level of the Dragon Transformation Realm."

She paused, then remembered her master's words and added.

"My master said that dealing with a powerhouse at the second level of the Sendai realm is not difficult."

"However, the cost is enormous."

The cost was enormous!

These four words were like four heavy hammers, striking Zhao Daoting's heart hard.

He certainly understood what "huge cost" meant for a monk.

At best, it will cause a decline in cultivation level and damage to one's foundation.

In severe cases... death and annihilation of both body and soul!

Mo Yuqing was in this dangerous situation because of their Great Zhou and for his son.

How can Zhao Daoting and the Great Zhou Dynasty ever repay this debt of gratitude?

Zhao Daoting let out a long sigh, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

He looked again at the distant battlefield, where the fighting had already broken out.

Brilliant beams of divine light shot into the sky, each collision causing the heavens to tremble and the earth to rumble.

The terrifying aftershocks of energy transformed into visible ripples, spreading in all directions and leveling mountain peaks to the ground.

This cataclysmic scene was beyond his comprehension.

After a long while, he withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Zhao Chen'an. In his complex eyes, there was resentment, helplessness, but more than anything, an unprecedented determination.

"Chen'an."

His voice was soft, yet incredibly clear.

"After this... after Chu Chu gives birth to your child, you should leave the Great Zhou and go to the Hunyuan Sect."

Zhao Chen'an was suddenly stunned.

"Father? You..."

"This place is too small."

Zhao Daoting interrupted him, and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"Only today do I realize that being trapped in this region is like being a frog in a well, unaware of the vastness of the world."

"The outside world is the stage where you young people should go. The Great Zhou... should not become a constraint for you."

After witnessing true power, this ruthless emperor finally planned a completely new path for his descendants.

A path he could not reach, yet full of boundless hope.

Zhao Chen'an looked at his father, feeling a mix of emotions.

He deeply felt the helplessness of lacking strength.

If it weren't for Mo Yuqing's presence today, he, Xiao Chuchu, and even the entire Great Zhou would have been reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye by that old monster.

He nodded, without any affectation.

"Father, I..."

Zhao Daoting waved his hand, a gentle smile appearing on his face.

"I will personally take care of and educate your offspring."

"They are the pride of the Zhao family, the hope for the future. As long as I am alive, I will never let them suffer the slightest injustice."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Chen'an couldn't help but think of his beloved daughter, who had been diagnosed with the "Purple Extreme Demon Star" destiny.

And then there will be more little ones born in the future, each with extraordinary talent.

He suddenly smiled and winked at Zhao Daoting.

"Then I'll have to worry about you in advance."

"I hope you won't be driven to the brink of collapse by these little ones!"

Zhao Daoting was taken aback, then blew his beard and glared, laughing and scolding.

"You brat! I'm not even afraid of those in the Sendai realm, why would I be afraid of a few baby infants?"