Zhao Letian was well aware that today's battle was likely unavoidable.

He could not be sure whether Master Yu alone could withstand the assault of the seven troops.

It would be more secure to release the Corpse Ape, and even if necessary, he would release all the Sect Martial Realm puppets and Spiritual Beasts.

At the same time, the seven troops also released their powerful presence, firmly targeting Zhao Letian.

"Zhao Zilong, you are but a nobody, completely unworthy of being mentioned in the same breath as the top ten princes of the Royal Capital, let alone of receiving Her Highness the Princess's favor. Today, this prince will shatter your pathetic existence into ten thousand pieces!"

Wanyan Zheng sneered as he was the first to speak out.

When Zhao Letian first arrived in Gray Wolf Capital, he disgraced Wanyan Zheng in the Heavenly Sound Pavilion in front of Commandery Princess Murong Qian, and later, repeatedly defeated him during the Prince Consort's examination, subjecting him to humiliation.

These grudges, Wanyan Zheng remembered each and every one of them, and had long been looking for an opportunity to take his revenge.

Previously, he had many concerns and found it inconvenient to make a move.

But now, in this Dark Demon Domain, aside from Master Yu, there was no one else to help Zhao Letian, which for him was an excellent opportunity, one he naturally did not wish to miss.

"Just you? If those Sect Martial Realm experts behind you don't get involved, killing you would be as easy as slaughtering chickens and dogs. I really don't know where you get your confidence from, to be so presumptuous in front of me time and time again. Is it perhaps based on your so-called 'top ten princes of the Gray Wolf Capital's' hollow fame? Ridiculous."

Zhao Letian looked coldly at Wanyan Zheng and said with contempt.

He still remembered the first time he encountered Wanyan Zheng in Gray Wolf Kingdom's capital, he was not his match at all, but that was mainly because his cultivation level was several ranks lower than Wanyan Zheng's at the time.

Now, in less than a year, the gap in cultivation between him and Wanyan Zheng had narrowed to merely one rank, and with many more powerful means at his disposal, he no longer feared the other party.

"This prince knows that you are strong, and now, Little Overlord Ye Rui of Dajin Country is probably no match for you, but you don't know the strength of this prince. Among the top ten princes of the Royal Capital, I am ranked at the bottom, yet in the end, those ranked above me were not qualified to venture into the Imperial Secret Realm, whereas I was granted this precious opportunity. Do you know why? It's because my strength has already surpassed Murong Zhan and others; killing you would be as easy as flipping my hand."

Wanyan Zheng said with a sneer, full of confidence.

"If that's the case, do you dare to face me in a one-on-one fight to the death?"

Zhao Letian asked indifferently, without taking the other seriously.

Of course, he was aware that Wanyan Zheng's strength had also improved significantly.

But even so, he still had absolute confidence that he could defeat him.

"Why would I not dare? Today, this prince will let you, this bumpkin, thoroughly understand what a true genius is."

Wanyan Zheng sneered disdainfully in response.

"The term 'genius' does not suit you. I've told you before, if you continue to be insolent, you will lose the chance to enter the Imperial Secret Realm. Since you're so insistent on seeking death, I certainly don't mind obliging you."

Zhao Letian said coldly, also filled with great confidence.

"Hmph! Empty boasts, you will soon realize how laughable your confidence is. Gentlemen, may I request the opportunity to deal with this man myself? He and I share a deep hatred, and I must kill him by my own hands!"

Wanyan Zheng coldly snorted with contempt as he looked around at the other groups of troops.

"It's agreed."

"We'll give you that one chance."

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"Don't waste too much time."

Yu Wenhui, Xiao Yan, and the others said indifferently.

Although they all wanted Zhao Letian dead, they didn't necessarily have to do it themselves; to them, it didn't matter who killed Zhao Letian.

"Thank you all. Rest assured, this young master will employ the strongest power to blast this man to oblivion. It won't take much time," Wanyan Zheng said as he glanced around at everyone with a fist salute, smirking.

"Young Master, there's no need to fight him one-on-one. If the seven groups of fighters attack together, we can crush the two of them quickly. Why risk it?" the peak-level Sect Martial Realm master following behind Wanyan Zheng suddenly said, furrowing his brows, just as Wanyan Zheng was about to step forward.

Wanyan Zheng was an exceptional talent that appeared once in a hundred years in the Wanyan family. His life was incredibly precious in the eyes of the Wanyan family, far surpassing that of a country bumpkin like Zhao Letian. Engaging in a life-and-death struggle against Zhao Letian was simply not worth it.

"Elder, there's no need for more words. My mind is set. If this man isn't killed, I won't be at peace!" Wanyan Zheng said detachedly.

Humiliated multiple times by Zhao Letian, Wanyan Zheng had already developed a heart demon. If he couldn't personally kill Zhao Letian, his Martial Arts Heart would struggle to remain steadfast.

"Very well then, Young Master. Be careful," the Sect Martial Realm expert nodded, no longer dissuading him.

However, he had already decided that should Wanyan Zheng face any danger, he would step in immediately to stop Zhao Letian.

"Master, please keep an eye on the others for me." Zhao Letian's Wind Thunder Wings appeared behind him, and with a light flap, he flew out and asked Master Yu for assistance.

He didn't take Wanyan Zheng seriously at all; he was just concerned that other Sect Martial Realm strongmen might interfere in the battle.

"Don't worry. Tonight is the last time I will intervene on your behalf. You will be satisfied with the result. No matter what, I will ensure your safety tonight. Go ahead and fight freely. With me here, no one can interfere in your battle," Master Yu said with a smile, full of confidence and seemingly in a very good mood.

After tonight's battle, Master Yu would have fulfilled his promise to Zhao Letian and regain his freedom; naturally, he felt pleased.

"Come, show me your strongest power. This young master wants you to lose convincingly!" With a mid-grade Spiritual Artifact Longsword materializing in his hand, Wanyan Zheng stared intently at Zhao Letian, his body surging with powerful True Yuan Power and two different formidable auras.

"True Martial Realm with nine layers fully achieved? Nine-layered Sword Formation, Nine Layers Rain Formation? Is this your confidence? If that's all you've got, you're not worthy of witnessing my true power. Burning Sky Thunder Dragon Spear, die!" Zhao Letian's gaze sharpened as he spoke coldly. A mid-grade Spiritual Weapon Spear appeared in his hand, and with a flap of his wings, he charged at Wanyan Zheng with remarkable speed, surrounded by the power of thunder and fire.

"Rainstorm Sword Skill, die!" Wanyan Zheng showed no fear, full of confidence in his strength. With one slash, numerous sharp sword shadows suddenly appeared out of thin air high above, which then descended like a torrential downpour, overwhelming Zhao Letian from all directions.

"Boom!" But the result was that Zhao Letian's spear, like a force unstoppable, shattered the incoming sword shadows one after another, aimed straight for Wanyan Zheng.