Strongest War Emperor

The heart of the Western Wilderness Snow Domain was a barren land perpetually covered in ice and snow.

It was known as the Ice Crown Glacier.

It was a place of countless ice peaks and snowy cliffs, shrouded in a blizzard that sent a bone-chilling cold sweeping in all directions.

In the Far West of the Ice Crown Glacier, at the center of innumerable towering glaciers, a grand hall wreathed in roaring flames stood suspended in the void.

The hall was several hundred zhang tall, looking as though it had been forged from underground magma. Its entire body was crimson red, engulfed in blazing fire.

Countless profound runes were etched upon its surface. Each rune swam about like a tadpole, giving it a surreal appearance.

The raging flames seemed to melt even space itself, causing the hall to flicker in and out of sight, sometimes bright, sometimes dim.

The great hall stood suspended, seemingly weightless.

And so it floated silently, unleashing endless flames within the heart of this glacier that radiated a boundless chill.

At this moment, the atmosphere within the hall was solemn and murderous. Bone-chilling cold and unbearable heat coexisted in this place.

Upon a high throne sat a woman, graceful and regal, yet radiating a domineering and majestic aura, like an emperor.

Flames swirled and churned around her, forcing the very air to prostrate itself and retreat in all directions!

Her long, fiery red hair moved without wind, like a roaring blaze, as if her entire body was formed from flames.

She was none other than the mysterious woman Shen Lang had encountered on the outskirts of the Barbaric lands, the one he suspected belonged to the Vermilion Bird Race!

This woman had phoenix eyes, cherry lips, and skin whiter than snow. Her long legs were bare, pale and crystalline, reflecting the roaring flames and creating a strange, dreamlike vision...

Her entire body was wreathed in flames, deterring anyone from approaching, yet her gaze was incomparably cold, like ten-thousand-year-old ice.

Below the steps in front of her, three men knelt on one knee, their heads bowed low, trembling uncontrollably.

The three exuded a vast aura, a powerful edge, and a formidable momentum. A single glance revealed them to be peerless experts who had transcended the mundane.

Yet, such powerful experts knelt before the woman with the utmost reverence, an irrepressible look of terror in their eyes!

"A thousand years. An entire millennium. The Elemental Power Fragment in the Purple Chu Country is still missing, and you haven’t even figured out the cardinal direction of the Blood Ancestor Tomb! Could there be any trash more useless than you?"

Her voice was soft and slow, gentle and enchanting. It was magnetic, like a sound from heaven that stirred the soul.

But as soon as the words left her lips, the three men below began to tremble even more violently, as if stricken with a fever.

Cold sweat streamed down their cheeks.

The man in white in the middle of the three lifted his head and said frantically, "Your Excellency, please quell your anger! We have followed your instructions and further narrowed down the search area. We’ve locked onto the surroundings of a Profound Iron Level Influence in the Purple Chu Country called the Profound Dao Sect. Just give us a little more time, and we will definitely find the Elemental Power Fragment! Please, Your Excellency, just a little more time!"

"Everything was proceeding very smoothly. The Holy Light Sect and the Beast Emperor Palace had already locked their target on the Profound Dao Sect, but it seems something has come up recently..."

The woman on the throne raised an eyebrow. "Hm?"

The man in white shuddered and quickly explained, "Those fools were originally planning to join forces with Blood Evil Island to flatten the Profound Dao Sect and search for information about the Elemental Power Fragment. However, they discovered an Ancient Array in the Dark Moon Abyss with the glow of treasure leaking from it. The idiots from those two sects immediately rushed over. In the end, it’s said they fought over the treasures and were killed in the Dark Moon Abyss by the people from Blood Evil Island."

"The Elemental Power Fragment was not found, four King Martial Realm experts died on the spot, and the entire Dark Moon Abyss collapsed. It’s nothing but a ruin now... They couldn’t even see through such an obvious trap. What a bunch of morons. We are now investigating the full story behind this incident..."

The flames in the woman’s eyes suddenly flared. "You imbecile! Your job is to find the Elemental Power Fragment, not to waste time on these useless things! If trash like that dies, they die. Are you telling me you want to use the power at your disposal to avenge them?"

Cold sweat poured from the man in white as he kowtowed repeatedly. "Your Excellency is absolutely right. This subordinate was wrong... I will give the order immediately and send others to investigate the Elemental Power Fragment. If it truly is in the Profound Dao Sect, I will personally take action to erase the sect."

The moment he finished speaking, another throne suddenly materialized out of the void beside the woman.

A young man with an ethereally handsome, almost demonic, appearance slowly manifested on the throne.

This man was bewitchingly, incomparably handsome. He wore a purple robe, had a slender figure, and his eyes, like those of an Ancient Fierce Beast, glinted with a dangerous light.

He glanced impassively at the three men below and asked, "The Profound Dao Sect in the Celestial Profound Mountain Range? If it’s that Sect, I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle them, even with your Seventh Heaven of Emperor Martial Realm cultivation."

When the three men below saw him appear, they seemed even more terrified, bowing their heads low and not daring to speak.

The young man continued, "The founder of this Profound Dao Sect, Chi Zunxin, is the only person to have escaped from my grasp in tens of thousands of years. He’s not as simple as you think."

The woman beside him sneered. "Candle Dragon, when will you ever drop this pretentious act? You encountered the War Emperor three times while hunting Chi Zunxin, and all three times you were beaten until you coughed up blood and had to flee for your life. If it weren’t for those old coots interfering, would this avatar of yours still be sitting here talking to me so calmly?"

"The truth is that *you* escaped from the War Emperor, but the way you tell it, it becomes Chi Zunxin escaping from *you*. Your skin really is getting thicker and thicker."

"Just to help you escape from the War Emperor, those old men had several of their bones broken by him and still haven’t recovered their Primordial Qi... But you seem quite pleased with yourself, bringing it up every now and then."

Candle Dragon’s expression immediately soured.

He snorted coldly. "Lan’Er, you just can’t stand me and always love to mock me. But you can’t distort the facts, can you? The War Emperor is the head of the Five Directions Emperor, while my main body is severely injured and in slumber. This avatar only has a Quasi-Emperor Martial Realm Cultivation. Escaping from his hands isn’t something to be ashamed of. On the contrary, it should be a matter of pride, shouldn’t it?"

"Not only did I calmly escape from him, I even managed to severely injure Chi Zunxin in the process. Looking across the world, how many people could achieve that?"

Lan’Er chuckled softly. "No matter how high-and-mighty you sound, it’s useless. You nearly had your body and soul annihilated just trying to destroy the North Netherworld Extreme Heaven Sect, and you still have the nerve to strut around? The War Emperor has only been rising for six thousand years, but from what I know, even if your main body were here, you’d still have to run as far away from him as you could, wouldn’t you?"

"You make it sound as if your main body would have the War Emperor running for his life!"

"You—you..." Candle Dragon could no longer maintain his elegant posture. The corner of his eye twitched repeatedly, and it took him a long moment to compose himself.

He sighed and said, "It’s pointless for you to praise our enemies and diminish our own prestige. So what if the War Emperor was strong? Wasn’t he still annihilated, body and soul, before our Master ten years ago? If he hadn’t used his supreme power to open a space channel and send the War God Hall away before he died, the War God Hall would no longer exist in this world!"

"Hmph. It’s a pity he has already fallen. Otherwise, once my main body awakens, I would have loved to properly test my strength against him!"

Lan’Er pressed a hand to her forehead, looking exasperated. "There you go again... Your own Master, that old codger, was cleaved in two by the War Emperor, and you still have the audacity to arrogantly boast about facing him? Aren’t you afraid of being laughed at?"

Candle Dragon was so furious he was practically fuming. The turbulent aura roiling around him was nearly enough to suffocate the three men on the steps below!

After a long moment, Candle Dragon let out a deep sigh. "I know, Lan’Er. You’re still upset with me for not finding your fellow members of the Vermilion Bird Race. But didn’t I tell you before? Many experts from the Demon God Hall are searching for the Vermilion Bird Race for you. These things can’t be rushed..."

"Even if they are truly hard to find, once we gather all the Elemental Power Fragments, activate the ninety-nine Floating Altars, and open the Space Gate to welcome our Master’s return, with his omnipotent abilities, finding the Vermilion Bird Race for you would be as easy as turning over his hand, wouldn’t it?"

Lan’Er was silent for a moment before she slowly lifted her head and said coldly, "Candle Dragon, are you hiding something from me? The Demon God Hall controls hundreds of Human Realms like this one. You can turn clouds into rain with a flip of your hand. After several thousand years, you’re telling me you can’t find any trace of the Vermilion Bird Race? Do you really think I’m a three-year-old child?"

Candle Dragon sighed. "If the Vermilion Bird Race were in this Human Realm, we would of course be able to find them. But your Vermilion Bird Race is so proficient with space that even the Dragon Race can only flee at the sight of your abilities. You possess the mighty power to shatter spatial barriers. If they used this power to travel to other planes, finding any trace of them becomes incredibly difficult."

"Besides, the old-timers up there are getting impatient. That’s why I’m urging you to find the Elemental Power Fragments as soon as possible. Only when we’ve collected them all can our Master truly return... Our Master is omnipotent. What’s the big deal for him to find the Vermilion Bird Race for you?"

"Alright, alright, don’t be angry. My main body is still slumbering, but it should awaken in a few more years. When that time comes, the first thing I’ll do is help you search this entire Human Realm. How about that? For now, let’s get back to business."

This Candle Dragon exuded a gloomy and terrifying aura, yet when he spoke to Lan’Er, his voice was soft and gentle, and even his eyes were incredibly tender.

When he looked at Lan’Er as he spoke, it was as if she were the only woman left in the entire world.

Lan’Er just snorted softly and said no more.

Candle Dragon gave a wicked smile. "Speaking of which, perhaps these fools aren’t entirely useless after all."

"Although the Elemental Power Fragment hasn’t been found, the search has been narrowed down to the Profound Dao Sect... However, you’d best not touch the Profound Dao Sect anytime soon."

Lan’Er was slightly taken aback. "The War Emperor has fallen, and who knows where Chi Zunxin is hiding and healing right now. I can’t imagine that a tiny Profound Dao Sect would have something that you, Candle Dragon, would be wary of. You certainly have become much more cautious since the incident with the North Netherworld Extreme Heaven Sect..."

Though her tone was dripping with sarcasm, Candle Dragon could only shake his head with a bitter smile. "Must you always bring up the North Netherworld Extreme Heaven Sect...? If those old turtles hadn’t used the Silent Extinction Divine Thunder to ambush me, how could I possibly have fallen for their trick?"

"This matter concerns our Master’s return, so I really cannot afford to be careless. As for the Profound Dao Sect, it’s not that I’m afraid of them... Even a scoundrel like Chi Zunxin was beaten by me until he coughed up blood and fled. What weight could the Profound Dao Sect possibly hold?"

"It’s just that... not long ago, around the time those fools from the Holy Light Sect and the Beast Emperor Palace died, the Restriction I placed on them... was actually broken by someone. That forces me to give them a little more credit."

A flash of fire lit up in Lan’Er’s eyes. "That Restriction of yours is a death seal. Besides you, the one who cast it, anyone who triggers it would cause it to collapse and explode instantly. How could it possibly have been dispelled? Was it the work of someone from the War God Hall?"