Eternal Life as False Emperor

They didn’t feel as if they intended to escape.

In order to recover quickly, Zui Jiu even used an elixir.

He is a Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivator, and ordinary elixirs no longer work for him.

An elixir capable of restoring a Divinity Transformation Cultivator is a rare treasure, even if it’s the worst kind.

Such an elixir can’t even be used by Golden Core Stage individuals, it must be diluted to be safely consumed.

Otherwise, the powerful spiritual power contained within the elixir would cause one to explode and die.

The Resentment Book Demon Monarch clearly didn’t expect Zui Jiu to resort to using an elixir at such a time for forced recovery.

So after Zui Jiu had mostly recovered, he was still trying hard to cultivate and heal his injuries.

"Heaven-burning Flame!"

Zui Jiu roared in anger, spitting out a mist of wine that blocked the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the dense fog enveloped everyone, obscuring vision.

"Not good!" The Resentment Book Demon Monarch’s face changed drastically: "Has Zui Jiu gone mad?"

He could no longer focus on healing, rushing out at once: "Everyone, gather around me!"

The Golden Core Cultivators of the Nether Spirit Race dared not slack off, rushing toward the Resentment Book Demon Monarch with all their might.

Snap!

A crisp, pleasant snapping sound echoed between heaven and earth.

With this snap, the entire fog erupted into azure blue flames.

In that instant, the whole world was set ablaze.

The white light formed by the flames almost blinded the eyes of those Golden Core Cultivators.

Everyone involuntarily closed their eyes.

The Resentment Book Demon Monarch gritted his teeth: "Zui Jiu, don’t you dare!"

"Light Ripples Water Escape!" Accompanied by the appearance of a shield character on his body.

A Water Element Spirit Shield appeared on all Nether Spirit Cultivators, including the Resentment Book Demon Monarch himself.

Blocking most of the explosion’s power.

Afterward, the water shields shattered, and the subsequent flames swallowed the Golden Core Cultivators of the Nether Spirit Race.

Before the explosion began, Zui Jiu lifted the wine gourd under him, aiming at the direction where both sides were fighting: "Absorb!"

In an instant, ten Golden Core Cultivators, along with Lin Feng, Su Yao, and Bai Zhirui, were sucked into the gourd.

He wrapped Zheng Yi in the sleeve of his Daoist robe, jumped onto the gourd, and fled a thousand miles away.

Just a moment before, Zheng Yi could clearly see the blazing light from the explosive flames, as scorching as the sun.

The next moment, that light was as faint as a firefly.

Is this the power of a Divinity Transformation Expert?

When attacking, it is earth-shattering and unparalleled.

When escaping, it spans a thousand miles in an instant, swift as thunder.

"One day, I too will reach this realm. No! I will surpass it." Zheng Yi’s heart burned with determination.

Compared to the cultivators of the Canglan Realm, those from the Cangxuan Realm are as weak as elementary students before university students.

Before he could finish his thoughts, a spine-chilling roar rang out.

"Zui Jiu, you cowardly trash, don’t run!"

This roar, of course, came from the Resentment Book Demon Monarch.

After rescuing the Nether Spirit Race’s Golden Core Cultivators from Zui Jiu’s Heaven-burning Flame.

The Resentment Book Demon Monarch still intended to settle the score with his archenemy, Zui Jiu, in a life-and-death battle.

However, when the flames dispersed, the Resentment Book Demon Monarch was shocked to find that Zui Jiu and those Human Race’s Golden Core Cultivators had already escaped without a trace.

His enemies escaped right under his nose, one can only imagine the bitterness and rage he felt.

The furious roar even knocked several Nether Spirit Race Golden Core Cultivators, who had relatively weaker cultivation, unconscious.

The Resentment Book Demon Monarch quickly determined the direction of their escape, formed a spell, and a character for speed appeared around him.

He transformed into white light, rushing toward Zui Jiu with great speed.

His speed was by no means inferior to Zui Jiu’s.

Perhaps even slightly faster than Zui Jiu’s wine gourd.

"This guy’s speed seems to be even a bit faster than my own," Zui Jiu marveled as he sensed the pursuer behind gaining on him.

"It seems like the Resentment Book Demon Monarch must have had some sort of serendipitous encounter, his cultivation is certainly above mine now."

Seeing his nonchalant demeanor, Zheng Yi knew Zui Jiu surely had a trump card up his sleeve against the Resentment Book Demon Monarch, so he wasn’t too worried.

Instead, he joked, "I say, elder, what exactly did you do to him? He seems determined to chase us down even if it means invading Human Race territory."

Zui Jiu took a swig of wine: "How would I know? Though I left him a mark back in the day, it was a fight to the death, leaving no room for carelessness."

As he spoke, Zui Jiu suddenly noticed a drastic change in Zheng Yi’s expression.

Despite not knowing him long, Zui Jiu had seen firsthand this guy’s mettle.

With Crystal Stage cultivation, he managed to forcibly intervene in a battle among Golden Core Cultivators.

Even Zui Jiu, a Divinity Transformation Expert, admitted that he couldn’t have done that back at the Crystal Stage.

For him to suddenly look so grave, it couldn’t be a small matter.

He saw Zheng Yi earnestly asking Zui Jiu, "Elder, what do you think of the Resentment Book Demon Monarch as a person?"

Zui Jiu shook his head, not very clear himself, saying the last time they clashed was back in the Golden Core Stage, hundreds of years ago.

If it weren’t for seeing him today, Zui Jiu would have nearly forgotten about this guy.

Zheng Yi nodded slightly: "Elder, you say having fought him hundreds of years ago, he held a grudge all this time and even specifically cultivated magic targeted at you without knowing if he’d ever encounter you again."

"He is petty but definitely not driven by impulsiveness."

Zui Jiu nodded: "You’re right, but what’s the issue?"

"It’s a big issue." Zheng Yi’s face was ashen: "Even if the Resentment Book Demon Monarch is faster, given your current speed, elder, by the time we reach human lands, he won’t catch up, am I right?"

Zui Jiu pondered, calculated quietly, and nodded: "If I don’t accelerate, he’ll have to penetrate human territory by at least five hundred miles to catch us."

"I have cards up my sleeve, so might need to go deeper into human territory for him to catch us."

Zheng Yi’s brows furrowed tightly, cautiously saying: "Elder, do you think he would risk invading enemy lines just to hunt you down?"

Being a Divinity Transformation Cultivator, despite Zheng Yi’s roundabout speech, Zui Jiu instantly gleaned another implication within his words.

The Resentment Book Demon Monarch wouldn’t risk putting himself in danger, so if he dared to chase, doesn’t it suggest he feels it’s safe there?

"Could it be..." Zui Jiu felt his hackles rise suddenly.

"Are you suggesting there’s an ambush waiting at our planned rendezvous spot? That’s impossible!" Zui Jiu’s voice was stern but clearly lacking confidence.

If the Nether Spirit Race had laid an ambush beforehand, that would only mean one thing, there’s a traitor among the humans.

Though hesitant to believe, such things are all too common.

There are countless factions willing to collaborate with the Nether Spirit Race for greater benefits.

As long as the incentives are sufficient, they are capable of anything.

"Elder, please make a quick decision."

Zui Jiu gritted his teeth: "Why should I trust you?"

Zheng Yi innocently spread his hands: "Elder, because I truly don’t want to die."

"They’ve circled so far clearly determined to take us down."

"There might even be another Divinity Transformation Expert waiting for us up ahead."

Zui Jiu didn’t want to believe Zheng Yi, but reason told him this guy could very well be right.

Otherwise, why would the Resentment Book Demon Monarch relentlessly chase them?

Wasn’t he worried there might be a human-laid trap ahead waiting for him?

His peculiar actions coincidentally validated Zheng Yi’s speculation.

"Where do we run now?" Zui Jiu subconsciously asked Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi was flabbergasted.

Seriously, you’re a Divinity Transformation Expert and surely more familiar with the situation than an outsider like me, right?

Why ask me?

These words Zheng Yi ultimately left unsaid, as Zui Jiu, after repeated setbacks, began doubting everything, including himself.

The only person he could trust was the one who pointed out the Nether Spirit Race’s plot, who also had the ability to lead them to safety.