Brother Who Determines the Fate of the Nation: My Great Emperor's Cultivation Level Exposed by

The video feed focused on the front of the Xuan Sha Sect.

The entrance to the Xuan Sha Sect was shrouded in mist.

Two disciples guarding the mountain were leaning against the huge mountain gate archway, chatting idly.

"The sect leader and the others have been out for almost a day. I wonder if they've caught that foolish rogue cultivator yet."

"Heh, with a Foundation Establishment True Person personally leading the team, along with several elders, capturing a rogue cultivator is a piece of cake. I bet the person has already had their soul extracted and refined by now."

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the disciples suddenly felt the temperature around him drop several degrees.

He subconsciously looked up and saw a figure walking step by step from the end of the mountain path.

The murderous aura emanating from that person was so dense it was almost tangible, making the surrounding air thick and sticky.

"Who goes there? Halt! This is the Xuan Sha Sect's mountain gate. All unauthorized personnel, leave immediately..."

Before the reprimand could be finished, the disciple saw the figure slowly raise his fist.

This simple punch was delivered from a distance of over ten feet.

A visible white shockwave suddenly exploded out in a fan shape.

The violent force of the punch arrived instantly. Before the astonishment on the faces of the two mountain-guarding disciples could fully solidify, their bodies were torn to pieces in an instant.

Along with the massive archway behind them, which stood ten zhang tall and bore the three elegant characters of "Xuan Sha Sect," it was blasted into countless pieces of rubble.

Rumble!

A tremendous roar, accompanied by violent tremors, resounded throughout the entire Xuan Sha Sect.

Outside the celestial screen, seven billion viewers worldwide gasped in shock upon witnessing this scene.

In the Dragon Kingdom's live stream room, the chat window paused for a second before the comments section exploded.

"Holy crap! They just started fighting without saying a word!"

"He didn't even use any spiritual power; he just smashed their mountain gate with a single punch?"

"Is the God of Slaughter going to take on an entire sect by himself?"

Within the Xuan Sha Sect, a piercing alarm bell rang out, its sound echoing through the mountains.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"The mountain gate has been destroyed, and the disciples guarding the mountain have been killed in action!"

The disciples who remained inside the sect were instantly thrown into chaos.

Immediately afterwards, a majestic voice filled with anger came from the main hall of the summit.

"All disciples, form ranks and prepare to meet the enemy!"

Dozens of outer disciples dressed in black robes rushed out from all directions.

They quickly assembled, brandishing their magic swords to form a simple sword formation, and charged toward the breach in the mountain gate with murderous intent.

As soon as they rushed to the ruins of the mountain gate, they saw the figure walking step by step through the rubble.

"You madman, how dare you destroy my sect! Prepare to die!"

The leading disciple shouted, and dozens of flying swords converged into a torrent of sword light, shooting towards Su Xuan.

Su Xuan didn't even look, and just continued walking forward.

He let the torrent of sword light bombard him, his robes were torn, and white marks were left on his skin, but not a single drop of blood appeared.

He walked into the sword formation composed of dozens of outer disciples.

Then, the massacre began.

He didn't draw his sword, but instead swung his fists, each punch accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air.

One disciple's head was smashed directly into his chest cavity.

Another disciple's upper body was swept by the force of the punch and exploded into a bloody mist.

The sword formation collapsed the moment they made contact. The remaining disciples, terrified by the hellish scene before them, turned and tried to flee.

Su Xuan's figure weaved through the crowd like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep; with each move, he inevitably took a life.

In less than ten breaths, dozens of mutilated corpses lay on the ground, and not a single one survived.

Apart from Su Xuan, there was no one else standing in front of the entire mountain gate.

Just then, a streak of light flew in from the main peak.

An elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in a magnificent Taoist robe.

He was the deputy sect leader who stayed behind to guard the sect, a powerful cultivator who had already reached the half-step Foundation Establishment stage.

He looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, then at Su Xuan, who was covered in blood but whose breathing was not disturbed at all, and was both shocked and furious.

"What a madman! How dare he act so presumptuously in my Xuan Sha Sect!"

The deputy sect leader rapidly formed hand seals while chanting incantations.

"rise!"

With a low shout, the entire Xuan Sha Sect mountain range trembled slightly, and a huge, visible light curtain rose from the ground, instantly covering an area of ​​dozens of miles and trapping Su Xuan within it.

On the light screen, runes flowed, radiating a terrifying pressure far exceeding that of the Qi Refining stage.

"This is our sect's protective formation, capable of withstanding a full-force attack from a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Boy, today I will use this formation to refine you into a pool of blood, as an offering to the spirits of my sect's disciples in heaven!"

The deputy sect leader revealed a cruel smile and pressed his hands down sharply.

In an instant.

The ground beneath Su Xuan's feet was cracked inch by inch, but he himself remained standing upright.

He raised his head and looked at the radiant protective array that guarded the sect.

A hint of impatience finally appeared on that empty face.

boom!

A purple-gold aura erupted from his body, soaring into the sky.

Intricate and ancient patterns appeared on his body, and a wild and domineering aura swept across the entire scene.

Asura Body! Activate!

He raised his right fist, a fist that gathered nearly 90,000 jin of force, and simply slammed it into the light screen above his head.

boom!

A deafening roar, as if a hole had been punched through the sky.

That sect-protecting formation was said to be able to withstand a full-force attack from a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

It twisted and deformed violently under this punch, leaving a clear fist imprint deeply etched on the light screen.

Countless cracks spread outwards in all directions from the center of the fist imprint.

The smile on the vice sect leader's face froze.

Beyond the celestial screen, the breaths of viewers worldwide seemed to freeze.

On the forbidden island, Su Ruoruo nervously gripped the hem of her clothes tightly.

Alice and Victoria, standing to the side, looked utterly horrified.

"Impossible... That's a formation capable of withstanding attacks from Foundation Establishment stage cultivators!"

Su Xuan slowly withdrew his fist, and then unleashed a second punch.

Crack... Boom!

The entire protective formation could no longer withstand the impact of this second punch.

puff!

With the formation broken, the deputy sect leader, who was in charge of the formation, coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face filled with disbelief and horror.

"You... what kind of monster are you?!"

He couldn't understand how someone whose spiritual energy fluctuations were barely noticeable could shatter the sect's protective formation with just his physical strength.

Su Xuan's figure had already appeared in front of him.

The deputy sect leader was horrified and retreated, desperately summoning an ancient bronze shield to block in front of him, while several defensive spells shone from his body.

Su Xuan's third punch arrived.

boom!

The bronze shield magic weapon shattered instantly.

The fourth punch.

All the protective aura was completely extinguished.

The fifth punch landed squarely on the vice sect leader's chest.

One punch!

The deputy sect leader is completely crippled!

Su Xuan withdrew his fist and stepped on his dantian.

When the remaining disciples saw that even the deputy sect leader had been crippled with just a few punches and kicks, they turned and ran away.

Su Xuan did not pursue and kill those ants.

He walked straight into the depths of the Xuan Sha Sect.

Treasure Pavilion.

They forcibly broke through the restrictions and took away all the spirit stones, pills, magical artifacts, and cultivation manuals piled up inside.

The Garden of Spiritual Herbs.

They violently broke through the restrictions, uprooting the rare and precious medicinal herbs that had grown for hundreds of years and exuded an alluring medicinal fragrance, leaving not a single one behind.

He's like a highly efficient locust.

Wherever it goes, not a blade of grass grows.

Having done all this, he had completely plundered the Xuan Sha Sect's centuries-old foundation.

Without pausing for a moment, he turned and headed towards the back mountain of the Xuan Sha Sect.