Superpower Small Farmer

"You little punk, let go of our Young Lord."

"You little bastard, if you dare lay a finger on our Young Lord's body, I'll send you straight to Hell."

Seeing Yang Tianjiao seized by the enemy commander and held in his arms, all the Sun God Soldiers were furious, eyes bloodshot as they roared and charged at Wang Xiaoqiang without caring for their own lives.

Wang Xiaoqiang curled his lip in a cold sneer and barked an order, "Kill them for me. Blast them to pieces!"

At his command, the six hundred Sun Gods driven by the Myriad Circle Spirit Formation attacked in unison. Six hundred beams of Divine Light shot out in a dense barrage, blasting toward the Sun God Soldiers who were pouncing at Wang Xiaoqiang.

Although these six hundred Sun Gods were manifested by the grand formation and not as nimble or flexible as true Sun Gods, their strength was without the slightest water content. Six hundred Sun Gods striking together to annihilate the fewer than three hundred Sun Gods present was more than enough…

For a time, the wet, muffled sounds of bodies exploding rang out without end. Under the dense sweeping of the Divine Light, the Immortal Palace Sun God Soldiers' bodies burst one after another; some died on the spot, others were gravely wounded, completely losing the ability to fight again.

Originally, these more than three hundred Yang Spirit Soldiers of the Nine Heavens could have, with a single surge, charged into the million-strong army together, destroyed the Myriad Circle Spirit Formation and caused the six hundred Sun Gods to collapse entirely. But because they were worried for Yang Tianjiao's safety, they missed that golden opportunity. Now that they wanted to rescue Yang Tianjiao, they had the will but not the strength. Under that dense Divine Light, they perished one by one, body and Dao both extinguished.

Seeing the Yang Spirit Soldiers of the Nine Heavens explode and die one after another, their Soul and Spirit fleeing, Wang Xiaoqiang felt it was a great pity.

While tightly restraining Yang Tianjiao with one arm, he circulated his Blood Qi with the other. Blood Qi instantly spread around his body, swirling and condensing into Blood Lotus–shaped Blood Qi Orbs. Those orbs revolved into vortexes, suction pouring forth from within. As if they possessed Spirit, the Blood Qi Orbs kept turning around, locking onto the fleeing Soul and Spirit and releasing suction…

The scattered Soul and Spirit that had been fleeing turned into ghostly faces, shrieking sharply, issuing pleas or curses, unwilling to be annihilated. But in the end, they were still helplessly dragged by those Blood Qi Orbs and all sucked toward Wang Xiaoqiang.

Drawn into the Divine Light surrounding Wang Xiaoqiang, each wisp of Soul and Spirit touched the Red Light and immediately sizzled and burst like a moth plunging into flame, burning to ash and transforming into streams of energy that poured into the Divine Light, making that Divine Light grow thicker and richer,

Within the Red Light, orange rays continuously emerged, intertwining, fusing, expanding…

The energy transformed from the Sun Gods' Soul and Spirit could be said to be the densest of all. Especially for Sun Gods with powerful Divine Cores, their Soul and Spirit were even stronger. The energy transformed from a Twofold of Divinity Soul and Spirit was more than double that of a Onefold of Divinity Sun God.

Watching Wang Xiaoqiang slaughter the Immortal Palace soldiers and even devour their Soul and Spirit, Yang Tianjiao was utterly enraged. She struggled with everything she had…

Wang Xiaoqiang was both casting his technique and restraining Yang Tianjiao, so his strength was somewhat divided.

With one fierce struggle from her, she actually broke free. Wang Xiaoqiang's eyes flashed, Fury erupting. His arms shook, and with a boom his Blood Qi roared. Yang Tianjiao's outer garments exploded with a bang, revealing the thin undergarments beneath and her tender skin. Spring scenery half-bared, it was mortifying in the extreme.

Yang Tianjiao had never suffered such humiliation in her life. Almost by instinct, she crossed her arms to cover herself. Just as she flushed with shame, another wave of suction surged out, sucking her back into Wang Xiaoqiang's arms.

Wang Xiaoqiang's arms tightened again, pinning her firmly against his chest as he sneered, "If you struggle again, I'll blast off every last piece of your clothing and let everyone feast their eyes and admire your 'grace'…"

Hearing this, Yang Tianjiao felt anger, shame, and fear all at once. She no longer dared to struggle. She knew that in Wang Xiaoqiang's hands she had no way to escape, and would only provoke his wrath and suffer even greater humiliation.

While subduing Yang Tianjiao, Wang Xiaoqiang continued using the Blood Qi Orbs to absorb the Soul and Spirit of the Sun God Soldiers.

Within the Red Light enveloping him, threads of Orange Light kept emerging, continuously condensing and growing stronger…

After absorbing the Soul and Spirit of more than two hundred Yang Spirit Soldiers of the Nine Heavens, an Orange Light as thick as a grown man's thigh finally condensed, shining alongside the Red Light in a contest of brilliance. But compared to the Red Light as thick as a barrel, it was still smaller by a large margin…

The remaining hundred-plus Yang Spirit Soldiers of the Nine Heavens saw how fierce Wang Xiaoqiang's Divine Light was. Not only could they not rescue their Young Lord Yang Tianjiao, they were throwing away lives for nothing. They refused to continue making meaningless sacrifices and turned tail to flee…

"Kill, leave not a single one!!" Wang Xiaoqiang ordered. The entire army seized the victory to pursue, and millions of troops moved in unison, rolling toward the fleeing Yang Spirit Soldiers of the Nine Heavens.

But because they were in formation, they lacked flexibility and mobility, so they ultimately couldn't catch up. They only intercepted and killed a few dozen Sun God Soldiers before finally ceasing the battle.

Wang Xiaoqiang absorbed the Soul and Spirit of another few dozen Yang Spirit Soldiers of the Nine Heavens, and his Divine Core grew significantly stronger yet again. At this point, his Twofold of Divinity had already condensed to about half completion.

Through this battle, not only had his Divine Core strengthened, he had also won a sweeping victory, taking the Immortal Palace of the Nine Heavens and capturing the leader of the Yang Spirit of the Nine Heavens.

Although Wang Xiaoqiang didn't yet know who she was, what he wanted most right now was to possess her, to conquer her.

Because this woman was the very embodiment of that high-born, cold, and aloof type in Wang Xiaoqiang's heart. She represented power and privilege.

Compared to this noble-born woman, Wang Xiaoqiang's own origin was humble and low. Toward women of exalted birth he naturally felt a resistance, even a desire to conquer.

Now, Wang Xiaoqiang was going to shatter her nobility, tear apart her lofty pride, and ruthlessly possess her, conquer her…

"Let's go. Let Grandpa Heavenly Emperor have a good, loving taste of you." As Wang Xiaoqiang spoke, his Heavenly Eye swept out, and he immediately located the most luxurious and imposing bedchamber within the Immortal Palace. This bedchamber was where Yang Fengtian usually resided, the Palace Master's own sleeping quarters, though Wang Xiaoqiang didn't know that.

But whether he knew or not didn't matter, because he didn't care about such things. He acted only according to his own heart, moving freely, bound by nothing, fearing nothing, with no taboos.

He clamped Yang Tianjiao under his arm and flew toward the Palace Master's bedchamber.

Yang Tianjiao could tell that Wang Xiaoqiang intended to violate her. Shamed, furious, and anxious, she still shouted a harsh threat, "Brat, let me go right now, or you'll die a miserable death."

"My father Yang Fengtian is the Palace Master of this Immortal Palace of the Nine Heavens, possessing Fivefold of Divinity. I am the Young Palace Lord here. If you dare touch me, my father will never let you off…"

Wang Xiaoqiang hated being threatened the most. Hearing this, he smacked her pert buttock once mid-flight and said,

"Hahaha, you're threatening me? You think I scare that easily? I fear neither Heaven nor Hell. Since I dared come up to the Nine Heavens to seize the Immortal Palace, of course I dare to take you, this 'darling daughter of Heaven,' for myself…"

After dropping her father's name and seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang was utterly unafraid, Yang Tianjiao felt a wave of despair crash over her heart.

Her father might be strong, but he wasn't in the Immortal Palace right now. Who knew what planet he was on? Even if he wanted to save her, he was too far away to help.

And now she was facing the threat of being violated. Pitifully, she had guarded her body like jade, preserving herself for so many years, only to have it about to be defiled by such a Madman. At that thought, her face turned deathly pale… Stammering in confusion, she trembled and said, "You, I–we can talk this out. You can name any conditions. As long as you're willing to let me go… I'll agree to anything…"

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