Dawu Imperial City, situated beneath the Emperor''s feet, is a place of strict law and order.


    Gongsun Hong and Teng Sen were both formidable forces at the eighth layer of True God, their combat power was terrifying. If they were to commence battle, the entire Imperial City would be affected.


    "You dare to stop us?"


    Teng Sen glanced at the enforcement team that had arrived. Despite the presence of several True Gods, he wasn''t the least bit perturbed, "Disperse, this has nothing to do with you Dawu. This is a dispute between my Demon Abyss Dynasty and the Tianhong Sect. Do not interfere, we have no intention of battling with Dawu."


    Although Teng Sen knew that Dawu was powerful, he, being from the Seven Star Dynasty, didn''t hold Dawu in high regard.


    This was the arrogance of the Seven Star Dynasty.


    "This is Dawu Imperial City. We won''t interfere with your disputes, but you shall leave out of respect. If you fight here, you will be suppressed by Dawu''s rules and laws."


    The True God on the execution team, despite knowing Teng Sen''s strength, displayed no fear and spoke sternly.


    "You dare to command me, a mere two layers True God, who do you think you are?"


    Teng Sen shook his head, Dawu was too presumptuous. Even meddling in the affairs of the Demon Abyss Dynasty? It was time to discipline them and teach them what to and not to interfere with.


    Teng Sen''s aura shone, transforming into boundless Demon Abyss. His storm whipped across the entire area, even enveloping the enforcement team.


    "Humph!"


    An even more terrifying demonic power descended, crushing the storm. Ning Xiuchen appeared next, his gaze holding irritation as he looked towards Teng Sen, "All this bravado, and yet you dare to act so impudent in front of me! If I tell you to stop, then you''d better stop!"


    "A powerful demonic cultivator from Dawu!"


    Teng Sen knew that Dawu possessed a powerful demonic cultivator. It appeared to be this elder.


    Narrowing his eyes, he looked towards Ning Xiuchen, "Who are you? State your name."


    "You are worthy of knowing my esteemed name?" Ning Xiuchen disdainfully said, "Causing trouble in the city is a direct affront to my authority. If you sincerely kowtow and admit your mistakes, I will let it slide."


    He expected him to kowtow and admit his mistakes.


    Teng Sen was rendered speechless.


    He was an eighth layer True God, a significant figure within the Demon Abyss Dynasty. His mere presence in Dawu was already a face-saving gesture for Martial Emperor.


    Yet, this elder who had just appeared expected him to kowtow and admit his mistakes. Teng Sen felt utterly insulted, this was a clear sign of complete disregard for him.


    If he did not know that this elder was powerful, he would have already struck to kill.


    "This demonic cultivator from Dawu dared to utter such words to Teng Sen, this is sheer audacity."


    People from various nations within the Imperial City were all gathering to watch this spectacle.


    Ning Xiuchen swung his hand, creating a burst of demonic light that formed a cage, an imposition of a seal, instantly trapping Teng Sen inside.


    "Do you really think you can contain me? How naive," Teng Sen scornfully said.


    "Soul-devouring power, limitless Demon God!"


    Ning Xiuchen''s eyes shot out a chilling light.


    A phantom image of a dark Demon God emerged behind him, loomed over Teng Sen with unparalleled strength, sealing all his demonic energies.


    "What is this power!"


    Teng Sen screamed out. A wave of fear washed over him. Ning Xiuchen didn''t seem like a True God, rather he carried the majesty of a Celestial God.


    The very next moment.


    A huge demonic hand reached out to Teng Sen, swiftly eradicating all his powers. In front of everyone, he was forcefully pinned to the ground, his face rubbing against the ground again and again.


    He was degraded over and over again.


    Ning Xiuchen had received a large number of Divine Elixirs from Chu Yuan, and even though he hadn''t fully recovered to his status as a Celestial God, his power was already close to that of a Celestial God. What would trifling Teng Sen mean to him?


    "You!"


    Teng Sen, pinned to the ground, face being rubbed forth and back, was both shocked and infuriated.


    Being glared at, he had indeed become the laughing stock of everyone. What he never imagined was that Ning Xiuchen''s strength was so formidable, it felt as if he was facing the strongest elder in the country.


    "A mere demon dares to run their mouth in front of me."


    Ning Xiuchen was a demon cultivator, doing things as he wished. When angered, he would not leave Teng Sen with any dignity, he had plenty of ways to torment people.


    "You all pay attention, this is the consequence of causing trouble."


    Ning Xiuchen placed his foot on the left side of Teng Sen''s face, pressing his right cheek tight against the ground and stomped a few times, addressing the enforcement team, "Your face has thick skin, failing to heed my words. This is a lesson for you to keep in mind."


    "Ahh!"


    Teng Sen let out a miserable scream.


    After being continuously trampled, he had become a laughing stock, a target of public mockery. Once this news reached his country, he would be ridiculed by everyone. What Teng Sen didn''t expect was the immense strength of Ning Xiuchen, almost making him feel like he was facing a few very powerful antiques from his own country.


    "A petty demon also dares to bluster in front of me."


    Ning Xiuchen was a demonic cultivator, his actions were unrestrained, and when angered, he would not leave Teng Sen with any face, he had countless methods of tormenting people.


    "All of you best behave yourselves in the future and not make me raise my hand."


    Ning Xiuchen stomped harder on Teng Sen''s face, completely shattering half of it, causing one of his eyes to almost fall out, creating an image of terror. Satisfied, he left with the enforcement team, leaving Teng Sen behind.