Strongest War Emperor

Within the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron.

Shen Lang had already cut off all contact with the outside world.

Nalan Ziyun circled Zombie Emperor Duanmu Xie, swinging the Nebula Chain. She whipped it against Duanmu Xie’s body again and again like a lash.

Unfortunately, though sparks flew with every strike, the Nebula Chain failed to inflict even the slightest bit of damage on the Zombie Emperor.

Strangely, however, Duanmu Xie wore an expression of absolute terror as he stared into the depths of the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron.

He was as docile as a puppy.

This was a complete one-eighty from the arrogant demeanor he had displayed outside.

Meanwhile, the Evil Eye Lord, Ling Xie, watched from a safe distance, his tentacles swaying lazily.

"Evil Spirit, stop spacing out! Tell me, what do we do now?" Nalan Ziyun shot the large eye a nasty look.

The Evil Eye Lord yawned and said, "First, a correction. My name is Ling Xie, not Evil Spirit... That expert who attacked was too powerful. He casually sent a monk at the Emperor Martial Realm Fourth Heaven flying with a single palm strike. What could we possibly do?"

"Besides, I signed a mutual assistance pact with the Boss, not a contract to sell my life away. There’s no way I’m going to walk into certain death, right? It’s not worth it. Not worth it at all."

Before Nalan Ziyun could curse him out, the Evil Eye Lord sighed again. "My luck is just terrible. I, Ling Xie, finally get out of the Dark Abyss, only to get tricked by the Boss. He said he’d show me the outside world, but before we even got anywhere, he goes and gets himself captured..."

"Do you think the Boss took the wrong medicine or something? Why does he dare to provoke every powerhouse he meets?"

"This zombie monster here is one thing. At least some bald monk showed up and subdued him. But now someone ten thousand times stronger than this zombie has appeared. Isn’t he just asking for death?"

Listening to all this, Nalan Ziyun, for once, didn’t fly into a rage. She just stared coldly at the Evil Eye Lord without a word.

Inside the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron, there was only one human, one beast, and one zombie.

With Shen Lang captured, the Evil Eye Lord’s unruly, insidious, and cunning nature resurfaced, and he began to spout nonsense without restraint.

"Hey beautiful, the Boss is more likely dead than alive this time. I’m just one step away from my Transformation. How about you and I dual-cultivate then, eh?"

"In any case, you’re the first beauty I’ve seen since coming to this Human Realm. Your figure and looks are a bit lacking, but... Tsk tsk..."

A vicious glint flashed in Nalan Ziyun’s eyes, and she was just about to speak when...

An unrivaled Sword Intent suddenly surged from the depths of the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron, and a flash of blade light shot through the air.

It was as fast as lightning. The Evil Eye Lord had only a moment to be stunned before he saw his own eyeball-tipped tentacles flying through the air!

Immediately after, an indescribable pain shot through the Evil Eye Lord’s entire body!

"AHHH!"

Amidst the inhuman scream, all of the Evil Eye Lord’s tentacles—save for the massive main one that comprised his body—were severed in the blink of an eye!

And a blade light, so condensed it was almost solid, hung motionlessly above the Evil Eye Lord’s giant eyeball, just like a real blade.

It looked as if it could fall at any moment...

In that instant, the fear of death washed over him like a tidal wave.

The Evil Eye Lord even forgot the excruciating pain racking his body and began to beg frantically for his life. "Spare me, spare me! I’ll never speak out of turn again! My lord, spare me!"

"Boss Lady, help me, help me! I’m still useful, don’t kill me! I’ll never do it again!"

Nalan Ziyun glanced at the Evil Eye Lord, then at the terrified Duanmu Xie, and a thoughtful smile spread across her face.

She had felt something was off when she saw the look in Duanmu Xie’s eyes earlier.

The moment that brute entered the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron, he had become as meek as a grandson, constantly glancing in that direction.

Now, seeing this blade light, she finally understood something...

Hidden in the depths of the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron was another, unknown powerhouse!

A powerhouse capable of striking fear into even Zombie Emperor Duanmu Xie!

...

Nalan Ziyun’s anger had subsided, but Lan Mengling’s was now reaching its peak.

Lan Mengling rarely became this furious.

No one had ever dared to be so arrogant, so brazen in her presence!

For so many years, most people hardly dared to breathe loudly in front of her, let alone look her in the eye.

But this boy, captured to be used as a threat against Xue Shiyin, had first put on a nonchalant, punchable face, and then repeatedly provoked her with his words.

Coupled with her severe injuries and the powerful enemies closing in from behind...

Lan Mengling’s state of mind was greatly affected, and now, no matter how she looked at her captive, she found him displeasing.

To think that right after scrambling up from their fall from the sky, this brat would say such a thing to tease her!

Did this little thief not know how to write the word "death"?

In that moment, Lan Mengling was beside herself with rage. She subconsciously raised her foot, intending to kill him on the spot!

However, the moment she lifted her right foot and circulated her Spiritual Power, a sharp pain shot through her chest. Her vision went dark, and she could no longer follow through with the kick.

Not only did the kick fail, but she also coughed up another mouthful of blood, her body swaying unsteadily.

With a SPIT, it all sprayed onto Shen Lang.

Shen Lang bent his right arm to shield himself. He looked down at the blood on his Armor, frowning slightly as he thought, ’What a pity, what a pity. It’s just ordinary blood, not Essence Blood... If I could get just one drop of Vermilion Bird Essence Blood, the power of my Chaos Divine Body would increase exponentially.’

’But there are only two ways to get Essence Blood: either kill her, or she gives it willingly... Ugh, a starved Vermilion Bird is still bigger than a sparrow. With her Quasi-Emperor Martial Realm Cultivation, I can’t even touch her right now. Never mind, I’ll just take it one step at a time.’

Previously, by stopping Zuo Wentian from acting and giving up on hiding in the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron, Shen Lang had been aiming for the Vermilion Bird Essence Blood all along.

His Chaos Divine Body was currently increasing its number of Ten Divine Beast Particles every day.

But no matter how many Ten Divine Beast Particles he gained, it could never compare to the Ten Divine Beasts’ phantoms within the Awakening Particles.

The increase in the Ten Divine Beast Particles could be considered a quantitative change;

but for the Divine Beast phantoms within the Ten Divine Beast Particles to turn from illusory to real—that was a sublimated, qualitative transformation!

And the Vermilion Bird was one of the Ten Divine Beasts.

Shen Lang had allowed himself to be captured for several reasons...

First, Lan Mengling was a Vermilion Bird, she was already severely injured, and she had powerful enemies on her tail. An opportunity like this was a once-in-a-ten-thousand-year chance.

Second, by a great coincidence, Shen Lang had clearly identified the palm injury and the Sword Qi she had sustained...

In the entire world, only three people could treat this sinister and unpredictable Palm Force in a short amount of time, and Shen Lang was one of them!

Because it came from a peerless Cultivation Technique of the War God Hall!

Third, Shen Lang had discovered that Lan Mengling had a deep connection with Xue Dangdang. It was highly likely she was the one who had caused Xue Dangdang’s amnesia... This was the perfect time to find out what power she came from and why she had made Dingdang lose her memories.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained!

Taking this risk to find out the truth could kill multiple birds with one stone!

Seeing Lan Mengling’s eyes go dark as she fell, Shen Lang couldn’t help but shake his head. He scrambled up and caught her.

"Amitabha. It was just a joke. Was it worth getting so angry you’d spit blood? You... you have no sense of humor at all."

"..." Lan Mengling was going mad with rage.

His Cultivation was like that of an ant before her, yet from start to finish, not only had he witnessed her at her most pathetic, but he had repeatedly bested her with his words, leaving her fuming with an anger she couldn’t vent!

"Your skin is so nice. What kind of makeup do you use?" Shen Lang’s snarky mouth struck again.

Lan Mengling shot Shen Lang a venomous glare and shoved him away.

She then took out a dark green Elixir Pill from her Sumeru Ring and swallowed it. Only then did her complexion improve slightly.

But just as she suppressed her turbulent vitality, Shen Lang’s next words immediately made her expression change drastically once more!

Shen Lang said leisurely, "The Undying Seal Technique hides death within life and turns death into life. It is utterly vicious... Right now, you should be trying to find a Magma Land rich in Fire Spirit Qi, or some other power of Supreme Yang and Firmness to help you expel the Palm Force."

"Instead, you have the leisure to be thinking about how to torture me..."

"How do you know I was hit by the Undying Seal Technique? Who are you?!" Lan Mengling was beyond shocked. She shot out her hand and seized Shen Lang by the neck.

Shen Lang frowned and pointed at her hand.

Only when her grip loosened slightly did he say, "The Palm Force from the Undying Seal Technique has been active for some time. In a little over three hours, even if they don’t catch up to you, you will die for certain."

"Right now, shouldn’t you be more concerned about... whether or not I have a way or the power to help you expel that Palm Force? As for who I am... what business is that of yours? I was minding my own business, having fun with a zombie, when you grabbed me and dragged me here! You brought me to this godforsaken place, and now you’re asking who I am?"

Lan Mengling was stunned once again.

Before she could speak, Shen Lang’s tone softened. "Besides, the matter of who I am doesn’t seem very important compared to your life, does it? Or are you saying you don’t care about your life at all?"

Lan Mengling’s body trembled. Her arm stiffened, and she reluctantly released her grip. "If you have a way to help me escape this calamity..."

"Then you’ll owe me a favor?" Shen Lang’s spirits lifted, a smile playing on his lips.

"No. I’ll consider not killing you," Lan Mengling said, a cunning glint flashing in her eyes.

Shen Lang’s face instantly fell, becoming as long as a donkey’s. "..."

"Hurry up and tell me what you can do to help. If you can’t think of anything, I’ll kill you before my enemies catch up!"

Having gained the upper hand in their verbal spar for the first time, Lan Mengling momentarily forgot her severe injuries, her expression lighting up with delight.

Though she spoke of killing him, a faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared in her eyes and at the corners of her lips, giving her a captivating charm.

Her voice was especially bewitching. Even though she was heavily injured, she always spoke in a languid tone.

She drew out every word longer than most, making her voice as beautiful as celestial music to the ears.

As she looked at Shen Lang with this gaze, he couldn’t help but be momentarily dazed.