Aside from Wanyan Zheng, who was already dead, the others at the scene in the True Martial Realm included Xiao Yan, Yu Wenhui, Xu Ye, Ao Tian, as well as, a young genius from Thunder Swamp Country.

The strength of these five individuals was not weaker than Wanyan Zheng; in fact, it could be said that each of them surpassed him.

Especially Xiao Yan and Yu Wenhui, who both believed their strength to be far greater than Zhao Letian's.

However, if it came down to one-on-one combat, they were not completely confident in their ability to kill Zhao Letian.

But if the five of them joined forces, then killing Zhao Letian would be as easy as flipping one's hand.

"Fine, although this young master has never deigned to gang up on the few or take advantage of those in peril, this Zhao Zilong truly deserves death. Today, let us join hands and send him on his way!"

Yu Wenhui looked at Zhao Letian and said with a cold smile.

Zhao Letian had unexpectedly defeated him in the Gray Wolf Secret Realm, causing him great shame.

Later, during the Monarch's birthday celebration, the gift Zhao Letian presented had outshone him. Chapter source: My Virtual Library Empire (*).

Like Wanyan Zheng, Yu Wenhui had etched these incidents deeply into his mind, having long wanted to put Zhao Letian to death.

"Zhao Zilong, do you remember how you killed this young master in the killing illusion? At that time, everyone's cultivation was suppressed to the True Martial First Realm, and this young master couldn't do anything to you. But now, in this outside world, my strength is not restricted at all. You only have one path left: death!"

Ao Tian also stepped forward, and behind him emerged a ferocious wolf's head phantom, the inherited Martial Soul of the Heavenly Wolf Tribe.

"That day in the Royal Palace of Dajin Country, a King-level Expert stepped in and halted our battle, allowing you a lucky escape. Now, there is no one to save you. Today, you are certainly going to die!"

Xu Ye, surrounded by blazing flames, also stepped forward, manifesting a crimson Mid-grade Spiritual Weapon long knife in his hand.

"Zhao Zilong, although there isn't any deep-seated hatred between us, you should not have approached Princess Siyu. For that, your life is claimed by Tan Qing today!"

The young man from Thunder Swamp Country, dressed in a blue robe, walked out, materializing a huge axe in his hand, wrapped in strands of purple lightning, demonstrating a fearsome might. Merely from his aura, his strength seemed even above Ao Tian and Xu Ye, closely rivaling Yu Wenhui and Xiao Yan.

Zhao Letian glanced at Tan Qing, recalling that this person was ranked sixth in Thunder Swamp Country, holding a stature comparable to that of Xu Ye in Skyfire Country.

In the blink of an eye, these individuals spread out, surrounding Zhao Letian in the middle.

As for Master Yu, he had already retreated to the side.

If Zhao Letian needed his assistance, Master Yu wouldn't mind slapping these so-called geniuses of the True Martial Realm to death with a single palm.

But Zhao Letian could see that his current state was not suitable for getting involved, so he did not plan to let Master Yu intervene in the battle among those of the True Martial Realm.

"Very well, five existences at the peak of the True Martial Ninth Realm, you are worthy for me to draw my sword."

Zhao Letian looked coldly around at the crowd, his face showing no fear, as he put away his Mid-grade Spiritual Weapon spear and took out a Mid-grade Spiritual Weapon longsword, radiating Sword Intent like a rainbow piercing the sky.

"Nine-layered Peak Sword Power?"

Sensing the strong Sword Intent emanating from Zhao Letian, Xiao Yan and the others all furrowed their brows, each showing a serious expression.

Zhao Letian's sword force was terrifyingly potent, having reached the utmost limit of force. If he were to advance even further, he would reach the realm of subtlety.

Fortunately, he hadn't yet reached the realm of subtlety. Otherwise, there would be no need to fight this battle. Xiao Yan and the others probably wouldn't even have the courage to make a move, as none of them had grasped the realm of subtlety. Facing the oppression of a higher martial arts realm, they would have no chance of resistance.

"Humph, the sword power of the nine-layered peak is not unique to you alone!"

Yu Wenhui snorted coldly, flipping his hand to reveal a mid-grade Spiritual Weapon Longsword, emitting a dreadful sword force from his being, having reached the nine-layered peak realm as well.

However, although it was also the sword power of the nine-layered peak, Yu Wenhui's sword force, compared to Zhao Letian's, lacked a certain relentless determination and instead had an insidious and venomous air.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

At the same time, Xiao Yan, Ao Tian, Xu Ye, and Tan Qing from Thunder Swamp Country all unleashed the nine-layered peak force of their martial arts.

Being able to represent their nations in the Imperial Secret Realm showed that each of them was an extraordinary talent, and grasping the nine-layered peak force was no difficult task for them.

For a moment, six different nine-layered peak forces fiercely clashed against each other without yielding, colliding violently mid-air. Even before the battle commenced, the collision of their forces was starting a perilous exchange.

This kind of confrontation, although it wouldn't cause severe physical damage to the Martial Artists, if anyone were to be defeated and suppressed by the opponent's force, the forthcoming battle would certainly be overwhelmingly lost without even the need to fight.

Zhao Letian's sword force was in the very center, aggressively pressed by the other five forces.

Even with his incomparably mighty sword force, unyielding and unbreakable, the combined forces of the other five nine-layered peak powers, barely weaker than his, quickly suppressed his sword force and rapidly compressed the space it occupied.

"Heh heh, I thought you'd be something special, Prince, but it turns out you're just average. With such skill, you dared to challenge the five of us alone – I really don't know where you get your confidence and courage from."

Xiao Yan wore a sneer, stepping through the void, accompanied by the powerful force of the nine-layered peak fire, he pressed towards Zhao Letian step by step.

At the same time, faces like Yu Wenhui's also showed smug cold smiles.

Now, Zhao Letian's sword force was about to be forcibly suppressed back inside his body.

And once Zhao Letian's sword force was retracted back into his body, then even before the battle began, it would mean he had lost half the fight, and he would undoubtedly be ruthlessly slaughtered by the five of them.

Apart from them, the Sect Martial Realm experts present also felt a sense of relief, their eyes revealing delight.

The current situation was very unfavorable for Zhao Letian, and of course, they were thrilled.

On the contrary, Master Yu's brows were deeply furrowed.

Judging by the situation, Zhao Letian, relying solely on his own power, indeed could not contend with those five great talents, and unless there was an unforeseen event, defeat was certain.

"My force, even in the face of heaven and earth's might, has never submitted. How could you ants presume to suppress it—scram!"

But just at that moment, Zhao Letian's eyes suddenly burst forth with a sharp light, as an overwhelmingly proud force erupted like a volcano, instantly sweeping across the entire arena.

This pride was not an actual substantive attack, nor did it belong to the realm of Dao, but was rather a unique force that was innate to Zhao Letian, spontaneously birthed from within.