Despite the anticipation, the appearance of a mysterious Dream-Talking Master, one of Night Emperor’s clones, caused everyone’s hearts to sink.
Night Emperor had finally appeared.
How many clones had he sent? How did they get in? What traps were laid for them to fall into?
“Night Emperor! You are truly insidious and vicious. Over ten years ago, you deliberately told me the Secret of Becoming an Emperor, was it all to make me forge a Supreme grade Immortal Pouch for you, to be your wedding dress!” The Immortal Pouch King’s eyebrows shot up as he shouted in anger.
“Hehehe, you’re not that foolish. However, there are some crucial things I forgot to tell you. Forging a Supreme grade Immortal Pouch is not as simple as opening up a Sea of Chaos and creating a stable space. It also requires sacrifices. The higher the grade of the sacrifice, the more excellent and potential-filled the Supreme grade Immortal Pouch will be.”
The mysterious Dream-Talking Master’s voice was incredibly sinister, seeping through, “And King level experts are the highest-grade sacrifices. I should thank you, Immortal Pouch King. Not only did you travel far and wide for over a decade, forging this nascent Immortal Pouch for me, but you also brought two more of the highest-grade sacrifices. As for you, Star Maiden, you’ve given me a peerless opportunity. Change your ways now and defect to my banner. When I establish my empire, I will appoint you as National Preceptor.”
“Lord Night Emperor’s words are sweet, but this humble girl dares not believe them,” the Star Maiden said with a meaningful smile. “Furthermore, we are in the Sea of Chaos. Your Majesty, you should also understand how dangerous it is to fight here, shouldn’t you?”
The Star Maiden was not wrong.
In this environment, even Innate Demonic Creatures could not be used. Only Innate Demonic Creatures could be used.
And how many Innate Demonic Creatures were there?
Even one per person for self-preservation would be a struggle. Let alone for battle?
“Hehehehe…” The Dream-Talking Master chuckled endlessly. “Star Maiden, you speak with great reason. Once intense combat erupts, it will trigger the turbulence of the Sea of Chaos, stirring up chaotic tides, perhaps even chaotic tsunamis. At that time, even one Innate Demonic Creature might not be enough to protect oneself. However…”
Upon reaching this point, the mysterious Dream-Talking Master’s tone shifted. “Who told you I was here to fight? As long as I seize control of the Immortal Pouch, I can manipulate the Sea of Chaos. At that time, you will be fish on a chopping board, for me to slaughter. Star Maiden, come over here, your Dao of Star Calculation, I am very interested in. If you defect to me, it will be turning from darkness to light, and you will enjoy endless glory and riches. You will even have hope of breaking through the Heavenly Dao’s suppression and advancing to the King level!”
To recruit the Star Maiden, Night Emperor pulled out all the stops, trying his best to seduce her.
Chu Yun and the other two became tense.
Everyone knew that Abacus Masters could not become Kings. This was because Abacus Masters studied the Net of Law, directly delving into the Heavenly and Earthly Dao. Their methods were unfathomable, severely interfering with the normal operation of Heaven and Earth. For example, Zhuge Wenhou had tampered with fate, causing Chu Bawang to fall into a soft embrace.
In a sense, Abacus Masters were too powerful. Thus, the Great Law Net of Xingzhou heavily suppressed them. Abacus Masters could only reach the peak of Marquis level; the next step was their limit.
Night Emperor actually claimed there was a possibility of bypassing the Great Dao’s restrictions and allowing an Abacus Master to become a King. Chu Yun and the other two inferred from this that it was an extremely powerful temptation. Who could resist it?
“I, Star Maiden, swear before the Great Law Net of Xingzhou, that I will never defect to Night Emperor and become his subordinate, in the past, present, or future.” The Star Maiden suddenly broke the silence, her voice resounding. She directly swore an oath to the Great Law Net of Xingzhou, responding to Night Emperor’s recruitment with such a resolute method and also showing her determination to Chu Yun and the other two.
“Star Maiden…” For a moment, Chu Yun and the other two looked at the Star Maiden with renewed admiration.
Undoubtedly, she was a woman of both beauty and wisdom. At this critical juncture, she chose the most appropriate method to declare her stance.
But why did she so steadfastly refuse Night Emperor? Did she have some past grievance with him? What kind of reason gave her such courage to refuse an Emperor’s invitation?
“You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit! Then die!” The mysterious Dream-Talking Master was enraged. He flicked his large sleeve, and a black-gold radiance shot out, entering the spherical space created by Chu Yun and the others.
“Not good, this is Night Emperor’s Divine Path Technique! It has transformed into Threads of Laws, attempting to contend with us for control of the Supreme grade Immortal Pouch!” Seeing this, the Star Maiden exclaimed in alarm.
This Divine Path Technique of Night Emperor, condensed into laws, was thicker, larger, and more solid, full, and round than the Immortal Pouch King’s laws. As soon as it appeared, it pushed aside the Immortal Pouch King’s laws, displaying nobility and dominance.
The Immortal Pouch King’s heart lurched. He quickly took out an Upper grade Immortal Pouch from his embrace.
The next moment, this precious and priceless Immortal Pouch was thrown high into the air, exploding with a bang. Colorful light immediately flashed, like fireworks exploding, like a hundred flowers blooming.
Amidst the dazzling splendor, over ten strands of laws were drawn out by the Immortal Pouch King, descending one by one and entwining themselves with his primary law. In an instant, a rudimentary Net of Law was formed. With a powerful numerical advantage, it pushed Night Emperor’s laws aside.
“Hehehehe, you dare to compete with me in the number of Divine Path Techniques? You have courage, but you are incredibly foolish!” The mysterious Dream-Talking Master sneered, waving his large sleeve. A large cluster of laws flew out. Like a spider spitting silk, they shot inward, merging with the previous black-gold laws, once again gaining absolute dominance.
Night Emperor had risen from ancient times and had lived for countless years. Although he didn’t have a Spirit Snake, he had frequently visited the Divine Treasury World during his lifetime, exchanging for Divine Path Techniques within.
At the same time, he himself was an Emperor, capable of starting from his own path and extending outwards along that path on the Great Law Net of Xingzhou, constantly exploring other paths.
His foundation was truly profound. This large cluster of Thread of Laws contained at least nearly a hundred strands!
This stunned even the Wine King.
Chu Yun felt a shiver of lingering fear. Night Emperor’s profound background was fully revealed at this moment. But why hadn’t he used any Divine Path Techniques when he was chasing them?
The Immortal Pouch King’s eyes widened, veins bulging on his forehead. He roared loudly, “Night Emperor, you underestimate me too much. Let me show you, the capital of the Immortal Pouch King!”
Next, to everyone’s astonishment, he took out one Upper grade Immortal Pouch after another from his embrace. Then, without hesitation, he threw them high into the air, detonating them one by one, drawing out Thread of Laws and entangling them on his main law trunk.
An Upper grade Immortal Pouch contained at least over ten Threads of Laws. The number of Upper grade Immortal Pouches the Immortal Pouch King took out was terrifying, far exceeding Chu Yun and the others’ expectations, a total of eighteen!
The Immortal Pouch King himself carried the title of “Immortal Pouch King” and had prepared for over ten years, demonstrating he was absolutely prepared and confident. At this moment, Chu Yun even suspected if, besides the Heaven Swallowing Bag he held, the Immortal Pouch King had already plundered all the Upper grade Immortal Pouches in Xingzhou?
Each of these Immortal Pouches was worth enough to buy five city-level islands, with plenty to spare. The Archipel itself only possessed one hundred and eight city-level islands.
This was an astronomical fortune, enough to bury a middle-sized nation. The Immortal Pouch King had traveled far and wide for over a decade, accumulating a mountain of debt, and had staked everything on these eighteen Upper grade Immortal Pouches, all for this moment.
“Night Emperor, you have lost!” the Immortal Pouch King shouted excitedly. He detonated eighteen Immortal Pouches, not blinking. His eyes burned with a fervent, almost crazed intensity.
He had prepared for over ten years for this very moment.
To be so fanatical about Immortal Pouches, he truly lived up to his title of Immortal Pouch King!
However, the Immortal Pouch King’s Net of Law was crude and complex, like a messy bird’s nest. In contrast, the Net of Law forged by Night Emperor was meticulously structured and finely woven, like a spider’s web. Judging by this alone, the difference in their realms was stark.
Yet, the Immortal Pouch King’s Net of Law held a numerical advantage. It precariously pressed down on Night Emperor’s Net of Law, gaining a slight edge.
“I, the old man, earned my King title with the Immortal Pouch as my name, the only one in all of history. The Immortal Pouch is my domain, my territory. Night Emperor, even if you are an Emperor, you will be defeated by my hands here!” The Immortal Pouch King was heroic, displaying his unique charisma. His voice boomed like thunder, his aura soared like a rainbow, and for a moment, he became the protagonist of the Sea of Chaos, his brilliance undeniable.
“Hehehe, it seems… I truly underestimated you. However, I, Night Emperor, always plan meticulously and never err. Since my debut, I have only been defeated once by an Outer Heavenly Demon, that was a defeat by Star Saint, a defeat by the Heavenly and Earthly Dao. You, Immortal Pouch King, are not qualified to make me lose. Now, all of you, open your eyes wide and watch, witness what a gap in strength looks like. Savour the pain of impending doom.”
Before his words fell, the mysterious Dream-Talking Master produced the Netherworld Umbrella.
This was an Innate Supreme grade Demonic Weapon, cultivated for millions of years. Initially, with the Dream-Talking Master’s Marquis level peak Spirit, he could not control it. But Night Emperor’s means were ultimately unfathomable, allowing him to use it freely.
The Netherworld Umbrella’s handle was jet black, and its canopy depicted a Yellow Spring and a netherworld river.
The Yellow Spring was turbid, and the netherworld river was a dark red.
Along the banks of the Yellow Spring and the netherworld river grew countless seductive flowers, their branches like thorns, their petals a blood-black color. These were the Ghost Continent’s specialty Demonic Plants – Ghost Cry Mandrakes.
The Netherworld Umbrella was also famous throughout Xingzhou, its name resounding like thunder. Legend had it that it could communicate with the Netherworld Ghost Continent and summon the undead.
Therefore, after their deaths, past powerhouses would forge a replica of the Netherworld Umbrella. They hoped their souls could return to the human world through this umbrella, inhabit their bodies, and thus resurrect, to enjoy earthly glory and riches once more.
Back when Chu Yun ventured deep into the Snake Algae Sea region and explored with Jin Bihan, they had delved into Marquis Tian Luo’s tomb. There, they had personally seen a replica of the Netherworld Umbrella.
Of course, the one in the mysterious Dream-Talking Master’s hand was certainly not a replica.
The canopy of the Netherworld Umbrella slowly rotated, and immediately, the surrounding chaotic airflow was subjected to an invisible pressure, scattering outwards as it retreated. A massive, dark green vortex of Yin energy formed behind the Dream-Talking Master. A ghostly figure walked out of the vortex.
“Chu Yun, we meet again!” The voice was filled with hatred.
It was the Land Whale King!
(To be continued)
