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Martial Master

Chapter 5808: "Give the Old Man Some Face" 😌

Published: February 3, 2025

"Thud!"

Saroya opened his mouth wide and instinctively swallowed.

Suddenly, his eyes widened in shock.

"I... I just swallowed the heart of a peak great emperor?"

Saroya blinked, finding it hard to believe for a moment.

The heart of a peak great emperor, if taken to the outside world and sold, would at least be worth tens of millions of Emperor Crystals. And he just swallowed it whole?

Puff!

At first, Saroya felt as if he were dreaming, but the next moment, a rich explosive sensation erupted in his mouth and stomach.

Boom!

The intense great emperor rules surged through his body like a flood, continuously impacting every cell, filling every corner of his body. The terrifying force caused waves of excruciating pain, and dazzling light burst forth from his pores.

"Ugh!"

Saroya's mouth could hardly close, and terrible divine rainbows erupted from the corners of his lips.

"No way, this is the heart of a peak great emperor, filled with essence. Not a drop can be wasted!"

Saroya gritted his teeth, using his claws to tightly cover his mouth, preventing any essence from the Saint of the City Dragon from escaping.

Rumbling!

His eyes bulged wide, his tail straightened, and his limbs were rigid. Just recently, he had broken through to the mid-stage pinnacle great emperor realm, yet now he felt an impulse to break through to the late-stage great emperor.

But how easy is it to elevate one's realm?

Having just broken through to the mid-stage pinnacle great emperor, he hadn’t consolidated his realm for long. The terrifying laws of the great path rampaged within him, making him feel like he was about to burst.

A terrifying aura swept out from his body, and his whole being felt like an inflated balloon ready to explode.

"Damn it, I earned it through my own efforts; not a single drop should escape." Saroya roared in his heart.

Even now, he tightly covered his mouth, eyes wide open, unwilling to let even a single drop of the essence spill out.

"This Saroya... really is like a starving ghost reborn!" Qin Chen observed in silence, his gaze flickering as his large hand suddenly pressed down on Saroya's head.

Boom!

A terrifying force surged into Saroya's body from the top of his head. Wherever it passed, the violent laws of the great path embodied in the Saint of the City Dragon were completely obliterated, dissipating as pure essence energy throughout Saroya's cells.

This essence energy was extremely gentle, transforming into the most primal force, slowly releasing energy and amplifying his aura.

"That was close." Saroya breathed a sigh of relief, patting his chest, then looked excitedly at Qin Chen, "Thank you, my lord, for bestowing the heart of an unclaimed great emperor."

"No—my heart of the great emperor!" The Saint of the City Dragon was horrified, eyes filled with despair and resentment.

His heart of the great emperor was gone; the countless epochs of effort he had put into his cultivation had vanished in an instant. To return to his previous realm would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

Rumbling!

Having originally descended to the mid-stage pinnacle great emperor realm, his realm now continued to drop, halting only at the mid-stage great emperor before further decline.

This scene shocked Mo Yun Que, Chu Yue Li, Lord of the Sky Outside Tower, and the others.

"This is a big problem."

At the city lord's mansion, Mo Yun Que's heart trembled.

In the Southern Cosmic Sea, Southern Origin City was not considered truly high-level; the real upper echelon was the Black Dragon Society and the Yong Nation, powerful nations with countless epochs of heritage, determining the future of the Southern Cosmic Sea.

While the peak great emperor's cultivation of the Saint of the City Dragon was fearsome in the Southern Cosmic Sea, the truly terrifying aspect was his identity as the third leader of the Black Dragon Society.

Such an existence was untouchable; even the strongest from top-tier forces like the Yong Nation would not casually provoke him.

To provoke the Saint of the City Dragon was to offend the face of the Black Dragon Society, inviting their wrath.