Strongest War Emperor

Zhulong shook his head and said, "The specifics are still unclear, but it’s absolutely certain that the Restriction has been lifted... Those guys from the War God Hall are like dogs who’ve lost their homes. Most of them have already fled into the void to escape our pursuit. The few left skulking in the shadows can’t stir up any real trouble."

"But no matter what we do, those bastards show up to cause trouble. It’s endlessly annoying!"

"If my true body weren’t still asleep, the first thing I’d do is wipe out these remnants of the War God Hall, so they’d stop getting in the way!"

At this, Zhulong narcissistically ran a hand through his hair.

He waved his hand lightly. "Boy, I’ll give you ten more years. If you can find the Elemental Power Fragment in the Purple Chu Country within ten years, I’ll use it to raise your Cultivation to the Quasi-Emperor Martial Realm. But if you still can’t find it in ten years, you can just wait to become my food. I, Zhulong, don’t have the patience to sit around and wait for you."

"Rest assured, Master, I will do my utmost to find the Elemental Power Fragment within ten years!" the man in white said, constantly wiping away cold sweat.

Zhulong still looked extremely displeased. "Hmph, a bunch of good-for-nothings. Of all the searches for Elemental Power Fragments across the world, this one is the slowest! In three thousand years, they’ve already found three in the Eastern Desolate! Three! It’s gotten to the point where every time I run into Taotie and the others, they mock me relentlessly!"

"This time, a traitor from the War God Hall gave us such a great tip. If you still can’t find it, I’ll just perform Refinement on your Divine Soul and devour it!"

"Yes, this subordinate will not disappoint you, Master!" the white-robed man said respectfully, drenched in sweat.

Then, he rose and respectfully retreated, disappearing from the great hall.

Just as his figure vanished, a dark silhouette slowly emerged from a corner of the hall.

The silhouette spoke in a hoarse, ghostly voice, "I have merely forsaken the darkness for the light. You and I both serve the Master. Master Zhulong, your constant talk of ’the traitor from the War God Hall’ is quite grating."

"Besides, the matter of the Elemental Power Fragments is primarily the Princess’s responsibility. With my help, progress has been steady. But Master Zhulong, the matter of the ’Emperor Star’ that you’re in charge of has seen no progress at all..."

"Instead of investigating the Emperor Star, you’re here trying to steal credit from the Princess. If our superiors find out, things could get a little unpleasant, don’t you think?"

Zhulong’s expression turned slightly awkward, then he flew into a rage. "Donghuang, don’t try to sow discord! Don’t think I can’t deal with you just because my true body hasn’t awakened!"

Lan’Er leaned back lazily on her throne and said nonchalantly, "If you two want to fight, don’t do it in my territory. The furniture here is very expensive; you can’t afford to replace it. Turn left on your way out. The Mysterious Domain is a place where you can go all out and fight to your heart’s content."

Both Zhulong and Donghuang fell into an awkward silence. It seemed they were both extremely wary of Lan’Er.

Seeing them fall silent, Lan’Er asked softly, "How are things with the Celestial Defying Demon Realm?"

From below the steps, one of the two kneeling figures, a large man carrying a Giant Blade on his back, looked up and said respectfully, "Reporting to you, Master, everything is going smoothly. The people from the Celestial Defying Demon Realm will enter the Yumu Cave Blessed Land along with members of the major Sects of the Purple Chu Country. Your identity has also been arranged, and you will enter with them."

Lan’Er nodded. "Very good. I’ll use this opportunity to investigate the disappearance of the Pocket World Blessed Lands in the Yumu Cave Blessed Land. Hmph, I find it quite strange. Besides the War God Hall and the Myriad Beasts Mansion, what other power in this Human Realm could have hidden the Thirty-Six Great Cave Heavens and Seventy-Two Small Blessed Lands right under our noses, just as we were about to deal with them?"

Just then, Donghuang spoke from the shadows. "The matter remains a mystery to this day. The War God Hall has been investigating it for the last ten thousand years as well. From what I know, in this world, aside from our Demon God Hall, I’m afraid there’s no other power with enough Energy to make the Thirty-Six Great Cave Heavens and the Seventy-Two Small Blessed Lands vanish without a trace in an instant."

"The War God Hall, the Myriad Beasts Mansion, or the Thousand Soul Hall—none of them are capable of it."

"As for the most mysterious of the legendary races, the Witch Race, although their Energy is great, their numbers are few and their experts have withered away. Furthermore, during the Blood Race turmoil, both the Witch Ancestor and the Blood Ancestor disappeared simultaneously. The Witch Race was greatly weakened and couldn’t even fend for themselves, so it’s impossible for them to have meddled in the affairs of the Pocket World Blessed Lands."

Zhulong sneered. "You certainly know a lot about these things. Worthy of being one of the Three Emperors under the War Emperor, I see."

Donghuang responded with silence, not saying a word.

Lan’Er glanced at Zhulong and said coldly, "The matter of the ’Emperor Star’ and the Blood Ancestor Tomb are your responsibility. After all these years, how much have you found? Instead of wasting time mocking others, you’d be better off putting more effort into those two tasks."

"Otherwise, when all the Elemental Power Fragments are gathered and the Master returns, I’m afraid things won’t go too well for you, Zhulong..."

Zhulong, brimming with peerless, ferocious Evil Qi, was completely suppressed by Lan’Er. He didn’t dare act presumptuously in her presence.

Hearing this, the violent aura in Zhulong’s eyes receded. He put on a pained expression and said, "Well... the Emperor Star only appeared ten years ago. Even Donghuang only has a partial understanding of it. How could it be so easy to investigate?"

"Hmph, I’ve always suspected it’s just a smokescreen spread by the War God Hall. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that some bullshit ’Emperor Star’ appears right when the War Emperor falls? The War Emperor was the head of the Five Emperors, the supreme leader of the Human Race. He kicks the bucket, and suddenly there’s talk of an Emperor Star appearing? Isn’t that just nonsense?"

Lan’Er gave a mocking smile. "I don’t know if the War God Hall is intentionally trying to create confusion, but I do know that the Master seems to place great importance on this Emperor Star. So, my advice to you is to stop thinking about all this nonsense and just obediently investigate and search for it. That’s your best course of action."

"You should know, there are quite a few of those fellows in the other Desolates who’d love to stew you into a snake soup."

Zhulong flew into a rage and slammed his palm on the armrest of the throne, instantly turning it to dust!

Lan’Er slanted a glance at him. "Are you trying to make a show of force for me?"

"COUGH COUGH." Zhulong gave a dry cough and said awkwardly, "No, of course not. I’m just angry at those fools who don’t know what’s good for them... Those bastards only dare to be so arrogant because they know my true body is asleep! When my true body awakens, hmph hmph..."

As if that wasn’t enough prodding, Lan’Er added coolly, "Besides those who want to fight you internally, there are also the remnants of the War God Hall... With your true body asleep, you can’t keep your subordinates in line. Relying on this clone with its meager Cultivation, you’d better be careful not to capsize in a ditch."

Zhulong snorted coldly. "You don’t need to worry about my subordinates, Lan’Er. The person who dares to defy my orders hasn’t been born yet... As for the remnants of the War God Hall, hehe, they’re nothing but a bunch of jumping clowns. Even if that bastard War Emperor hadn’t sent the War God Hall’s main force into a spatial tunnel, I still wouldn’t have given them a second thought!"

"’Jumping clowns? Heh heh...’" Hearing Zhulong’s arrogant declaration, Donghuang, hidden in the darkness, gave a cold laugh.

The sound of Donghuang’s laugh set Zhulong off. "Donghuang, you sound rather unconvinced. You have a problem with what I said?"

"The War God Hall, the Myriad Beasts Mansion, the Thousand Soul Hall, and the Buddhist Prajna Temple—these so-called top powers of the Human Realm joined forces and were still consistently beaten down by us. If it weren’t for the Five Emperors and Six Ancestors, the pathetic War God Hall would have been flattened by us long ago. Do you think you’d still have the chance to be talking to me here?"

"Ten years ago, the Master took action personally. The Demon Ancestor of the Myriad Beasts Mansion fled, and the War Emperor of the War God Hall died... Now, the Myriad Beasts Mansion is hiding like a turtle in its shell, not daring to show its face. The War God Hall is like a pack of stray dogs, drifting in an Alternate Space, with neither the courage nor the opportunity to return to the Human Realm. Even now, has Lord Donghuang still not recognized the true power of the Demon God Hall?"

"Whether it’s the War God Hall or the Myriad Beasts Mansion, they are merely the top powers of this tiny Human Realm. But our Demon God Hall controls hundreds of such Human Realms! We’re not even in the same league. Do you understand?"

"When the Master returns, the Billions of Little Worlds will all be ours for the taking! The Three Thousand Great Worlds will be under our control... At that time, our power will rival that of the highest Six Realms Plane!"

"If the Six Ancestors hadn’t ambushed the Master back then..."

"That’s enough!" Lan’Er cut Zhulong off.

Every time Donghuang provoked him, that buffoon Zhulong would start boasting and spilling secrets.

Lan’Er finally couldn’t help but interrupt him.

Although Donghuang had even sacrificed his soul to the Master and was trustworthy enough, he had, after all, only recently joined the Demon God Hall.

Lan’Er shot a glance, intentionally or not, at Donghuang in the darkness, but he remained silent, as if he wasn’t there at all.

Just then, Zhulong spoke again. "Lan’Er, the matter of the Pocket World Blessed Lands is strange, but it’s not urgent. The Blood Ancestor Tomb is more important. I suggest you don’t go to the Yumu Cave Blessed Land... Back then, we searched the old sites of the Pocket World Blessed Lands exhaustively, and we didn’t find any valuable clues, did we?"

When Lan’Er didn’t reply, Zhulong continued, "That coward the Blood Ancestor has been hiding in the Blood Ancestor Tomb for so many years. Now that the Nine-Star Linked Pearls alignment is almost complete, he’ll want to take this opportunity to re-emerge. If we seize this chance, capture the Blood Pool and the Blood God Atlas, breaking through to the Great Emperor Level in an instant will be a piece of cake!"

"’The Blood Pool?’" Lan’Er said languidly. "The legendary place where the Blood Ancestor stored his power after abandoning his physical body to escape the Master’s pursuit? It’s said that if a man and a woman enter it and achieve Yin Yang Harmony, they can obtain most of the Blood Ancestor’s power and ascend to the rank of Great Emperor?"

Zhulong immediately grew excited. "Yes, yes, that’s the place! Plenty of people in the Demon God Hall want to get in, but you and I have the best chance. As long as we..."

Lan’Er cut him off. "You came here today to get my answer, didn’t you?"

"Yes." Zhulong stared at Lan’Er with a burning gaze, his eyes full of adoration.

The corners of Lan’Er’s mouth curled into a smile, but her expression immediately turned cold and grim. "Why don’t you go die?"

"..." Zhulong hung his head in dejection.

Lan’Er snorted coldly. "Zhulong, give up that idea. If you ever dare to show me that look or say such things to me again, I will kill you, and then I will burn your lair to the ground!"

"You know that I, Lan Mengling, do not like to joke. I do what I say."

After saying this, Lan Mengling’s figure, along with her throne, suddenly blurred and vanished from the great hall.