There was a planet massive and vast. It was alone in the world, closest to the beginning, and furthest from the end. There was no end to what someone could do on such a plane. However, in such a place, Rei was alone, wasting away as he did nothing. 

Since the beginning of time there has been countless emperors that reign over the masses. The 5 Good Emperors, The 4 Evil Emperors, The Elemental Emperors and many more on top of that. So why..... why now will The Final Emperor emerge, who will it be? And why will he be? Who knows, I sure as hell don't.

I did not own this novel I copy it from some one because so fucking advertisement hacking 

One day, Lighting Empress Nanaki, one of the Five Emperors, the transcended beings hailed as the strongest five people on the Flygel continent, received a prophecy. Due to that prophecy, Nanaki who has lost everything made the decision to leave the Frost Empire, retire from the Five Emperors who were her former comrades, and leave on a journey. After leaving the imperial capital, Nanaki’s journey ended unexpectedly quickly, and the job Nanaki found at the end of her journey—was to be a maid. The curtains have lifted on the legend of the former Five Emperors Strongest Maid.


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Chapter 887 - Dealing with Everyone at Once
Weng~~ Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh
The multi-colored silk that shot out from the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly's mouth caught the two peak Emperors off guard.
"Not good! It's the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly!"
The middle-aged male and the youth in black armor were completely covered in silk. This silk was extremely tough and sticky, and it was hard to get out of even for Emperors. In the blink of an eye, two peak Emperors had turned into two multi-colored sticky rice dumplings.
Crack! Boom!
Bi Qingyue and the elder with a purple face were also hit, but they unleashed their True Yuan and managed to push the silk away.
In reality, Zhao Feng didn't want to catch all four Emperors at once because that would divide the silk's strength into four. His first step was just to capture these two peak Emperors that were close to him, and he succeeded.
Although the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly isn't that strong personally, its supportive abilities sure are.
Zhao Feng calmed down after the Emperors' ambush failed. The pressure he had to face decreased dramatically after making two peak Emperors lose all their battle-power.
"This is quite troublesome. That brat can actually control the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly…."
The retreating purple-faced elder's expression changed. He and Bi Qingyue were a little slow to attack, so they weren't ambushed by the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly.
"There's no need to worry." Bi Qingyue's eyes landed on the two struggling sticky rice dumplings and messaged calmly, "Only the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly's supportive abilities are strong. It won't be able to kill two peak Emperors for quite some time. All we need to do is increase the pressure on Zhao Feng and the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly, and the two elders will be able to escape."
Hearing that, the purple-faced elder let out a breath. If one looked closely, the two multi-colored sticky rice dumplings were radiating surges of power, and the sound of cracking came from the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly. It was obvious that these two peak Emperors were using their full power to try to escape.
Within a breath's time:
Crack~ Zhi~~~
Cracks were already appearing on the surface of the two multi-colored sticky rice dumplings, and the roars of two enraged peak Emperors could be heard from within.
"The Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly isn't as strong as the legends say. It's supposed to be able to threaten Sacred Lords."
The purple-faced elder roared as he charged at Zhao Feng. As long as he was able to put some more pressure on Zhao Feng, the two peak Emperors would be able to break free.
Bi Qingyue's eyebrows furrowed slightly. She was hesitant, but she still followed. She felt that something was amiss – the two peak Emperors were struggling free much faster than expected. According to the legends, the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly should be able to bind several Emperors extremely easily. Apparently, this particular Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly had even participated in killing a Mystic Light Realm beast.
Maybe it was because this Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly was currently weak and couldn't use its full power?
Zhi~~~
The two Emperors were about to break out.
"Kill!"
At the same instant, the purple-faced elder and Bi Qingyue charged toward Zhao Feng from the front and back.
The hearts of the silver-haired elder and the other experts of the Duke's Palace reached their throats. They couldn't help but sigh; even if Zhao Feng could control the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly, it seemed like it wasn't enough to stand against five peak Emperors. Furthermore, the strongest Demonic Emperor Xuan Luo was about to arrive as well.
At this critical moment, Zhao Feng's calm face became solemn.
Victory or defeat depends on this. Zhao Feng suddenly waved his hand, and the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly flapped its wings quickly.
If one paid close attention, they would've realized that the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly didn't even pay much attention to the two peak Emperors after binding them. Zhao Feng also seemed like he was completely ignoring them.
Hu~~
 
At this moment, the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly quickly flapped its wings, and a half-transparent multi-colored pollen swept across a radius of several hundred yards.
"Watch out, it's the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly's Dream Pollen!"
Bi Qingyue was wary during the whole approach, so her heart jumped as soon as the pollen swept over.
The Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly's supportive abilities didn't consist of just silk. The pollen it gave off was also extremely unique.
Hu~~~
The purple-faced elder and Bi Qingyue were unable to evade, and they were enveloped by the pollen.
Bi Qingyue had reacted a bit quicker, and she covered herself in crystal-like moonlight, including her eyes, nose, and other orifices. However, despite these measures, when the Dream Pollen arrived, Bi Qingyue's body started to become numb, and she instinctively didn't dare to approach further.
Bi Qingyue didn't know that her hesitation from before and her pause now had changed her fate.
"Not good! The True Yuan in my body…!" The purple-faced elder at the front was directly hit by the Dream Pollen, and he received a huge blast of pollen. His body instantly became weak, and he lost control over his True Yuan and bloodline power. Fear and panic instantly appeared on his face.
Being a peak Emperor, his True Yuan wouldn't be completely uncontrollable as long as he tried his best, but his speed decreased dramatically.
This Dream Pollen's unique ability can pass through the soul-dimension and the physical-dimension, and it's effective even against Sacred Lords. Zhao Feng faintly nodded his head with a smile.
He obviously had several cards that gave him the confidence to face five peak Emperors.
At this moment, the power of the Dream Pollen caused the two peak Emperors' strength to drop dramatically, especially for the purple-faced elder. He froze, and cold sweat started to appear on his forehead as he tried to resist the power of the Dream Pollen. He was currently unable to attack Zhao Feng.
Crack! Zhi~~
Right at this instant, more and more cracks appeared in the two multi-colored sticky rice dumplings. The heads of the two peak Emperors inside could even be seen.
These two peak Emperors were about to break free. Their faces were green and filled with hatred. The moment they broke out, they would counterattack Zhao Feng furiously.
Hope appeared in the eyes of Bi Qingyue and the purple-faced elder, who were both affected by the Dream Pollen.
"Hehe, the moment you break out of your cocoon is the start of a new life…." Zhao Feng smiled instead of being surprised.
The youth's laughter caused Bi Qingyue's heart to become heavy. From the beginning, this purple-haired youth was confident and unfathomable, just as his information suggested.
Shua! Weng~ Weng~ Weng~
Zhao Feng suddenly waved his hand, and the buzzing of bees sounded.
"That's…!!?"
Bi Qingyue's heart shook as she saw eight multi-colored bees appear from Zhao Feng's arm. Each of these venomous bees radiated an aura comparable to Kings. Some had even reached the Peak-tier King-level, so they were extremely dangerous.
"Five Poison Distinct Bee Kings, watch out~~~!" Bi Qingyue seemed to recognize these bees, and her heart went cold.
Unfortunately, her warning was too late. The two peak Emperors struggled with all their might and managed to crawl half their bodies out of the sticky rice dumplings. However, the moment they saw the sun again was the beginning of their nightmare.
Weng~ Weng~ Weng~ Shu! Shu! Shu!
One of the peak Emperors was stung by four blazing bee stingers.
The Five Poison Distinct Bees weren't strong per se, but their suicidal attacks had the ability to kill those who were stronger than themselves since it required them to pay with their lives.
In theory, each Bee King had the ability to harm or kill an Emperor. To make sure everything went smoothly, Zhao Feng unleashed four Bee Kings on each of the peak Emperors as soon as they started crawling out. If he summoned the bees too early, they wouldn't be able to do anything since the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly's silk was extremely tough. Even peak Emperors had trouble damaging it, let alone some King-level bees.
Shu! Boom! Shu! Boom!
In an instant, the two peak Emperors were each stung by four Bee Kings. They exploded into bits and pieces, and their flesh turned green.
This scene completely shocked Bi Qingyue and the purple-faced elder. In the blink of an eye, two peak Emperors were killed by eight Five Poison Distinct Bees. They didn't die from a fierce battle, but an ambush from some insects.
The suicidal attacks of the Five Poison Distinct Bees are quite suitable for ambushing. If the target is ready for it, then the effect will decrease dramatically.
Waves splashed in Zhao Feng's heart. The two that just died were both peak Emperors. In a normal single-combat situation, Zhao Feng would need at least ten breaths to kill a peak Emperor, and they both died in an instant.
"Dream Pollen…? Not good! Five Poison Distinct Bees!" Right at this moment, the Demonic Emperor Xuan Luo arrived.
Since he had to deal with the other Emperors of the Duke's Palace before he could proceed, he arrived a bit late. He saw the entire process of the two peak Emperors being bound by the silk and the other two being ambushed by the Dream Pollen. By the time he arrived, the two peak Emperors were suddenly killed by the suicidal attacks of the Five Poison Distinct Bees.
All of this happened in the span of a couple breaths.
Furthermore, this wasn't even the end. When the eight Five Poison Distinct Bees finished their job, Zhao Feng himself took action.
"Sacred Lightning Dominating Body!"
Zhao Feng stepped out and became covered in golden-blue lightning as he turned into the size of a small giant. In just one step, Zhao Feng had arrived next to the purple-faced elder, whose battle-power had decreased dramatically.
Boom!
The late stages of the Sacred Lightning Body's 5th level was like Mount Tai as it thundered down on the purple-faced elder.
Wah!
The purple-faced elder was already feeling weak and numb, and he instantly spat out a mouthful of blood like he was just hit by a giant hammer. Due to the Dream Pollen, his battle-power decreased dramatically, and he wasn't able to circulate his True Yuan or bloodline as well as before.
"Illusion Maze Domain!" Zhao Feng released his Soul Dao Domain when he punched out, making the purple-faced elder fall into despair.
"Stop~~~!" Demonic Emperor Xuan Luo, who was currently a flaming demonic sovereign, charged over, but he wasn't able to make it in time.
Bam! Crack!
Zhao Feng's movements didn't stop at all. He shattered the purple-faced elder with one punch.
Under the effects of the Dream Pollen and the Illusion Maze Domain, the purple-faced elder wasn't able to defend at all, so he was instantly slain by Zhao Feng.
Triple kill! In just a couple breaths, three peak Emperors had been killed.
Afterward, Zhao Feng glanced at Bi Qingyue.
So, binding the two elders in silk was just bait. Zhao Feng's plan was to deal with all of us at once…. Bi Qingyue took in a cold breath.
Zhao Feng's ambush and bait were extremely smart. Everything was done in order to slay the four peak Emperors that had arrived first, and he had successfully killed three.
At this instant, Bi Qingyue's body felt cold when Zhao Feng looked at her. She suddenly realized that she was also one of those four peak Emperors. Perhaps… Zhao Feng forgot about her?
Miao!
A streak of silver and gray flashed behind Bi Qingyue the moment Zhao Feng completed his own kill.
Shua!
A shadow-like dagger stabbed into Bi Qingyue's back and caused blood to splatter.


His will is tough and unwilling to be normal. However, being born in a small family branch his pathway was destined to be this way.
One day his left eye merges with the eye of an Ancient God in an accident. From that moment onwards, he turns from a fish into a dragon.
He rises like a star, and walks the path of a legendary cultivator.
From being a tiny, small ant at the bottom of the world, he rises step by step, into a place full of powerful sects, strong ancient clans and countless geniuses.
This is an era of legends.

I was still in my familiar old residence, facing another uninvited guest. However, this particular uninvited guest made me really want to shout for help.
Sitting across from me at a tea table was a seemingly sleepy old man whose snow-white beard reached the ground. His scraggly hair made him seem like a homeless old man, yet the magic power within his body was as deep as the ocean.
I could sense his endless amount of magic power as he was sitting directly across from me. Yet, not a single trace of his magic power reached outside this room.
"…Yongye? You're perfectly alive again."
He put down his teacup and slowly glanced at the tea within, appearing to be highly satisfied with the tea. However, I knew that countless eyes were staring at me.
Sandro, the "Lord of Withering". He was the ruler of the Corpse Plane, as well an Undead Emperor even more experienced than Aso. Sandro was also a Senator of the former Tark Republic, and was one of the most powerful Undead Emperors among the ones who came here this time to the Mortal Plane.
It was also Sandro who had recently displayed the almost inconceivable ability to instantly cast a Forbidden Spell right in front of the archmages from the Mage Country. However, only those who were familiar with Sandro's personal research field would know that he hadn't used a Forbidden Spell at all. He had only used a regular spell which possessed the power of a Forbidden Spell.
Sandro should have still been currently facing off against the dragons and archmages in Bardi. Yet, he had suddenly appeared before me without even a warning. Just two days ago, I had received the latest combat report which said that he was still at the frontlines of battle. In that case, either Sandro had the ability to teleport over mega-long distances, or he had managed to fool everyone into thinking that he was still there.
Sandro hadn't opened his physical eyes even once yet. He seemed just like a doddering old man who was about to fall asleep. Yet, his soul vision saw through everything. His comment on me being "perfectly alive again" probably wasn't only referring to my physical body, but also my soul.
And as he analyzed me, I was also doing my very best to analyze his existence.
Sandro had numerous nicknames, such as "The Witherer", "Waterless Dust", and "Corpse Spider Emperor". Every Undead Emperor's success would come from stepping on countless corpses. I didn't dare to relax my guard one bit against such an opponent.
"…Senior, why have you come to visit me? Revival?"
Sandro was also one of the few natural undead in the world. It would be quite understandable if he came to me for the purpose of being revived.
However, Sandro shook his head without saying anything. His seemingly smiling expression was almost as if he was laughing at me for looking down on him.
"The living belong to the sunlight, while the dead belong to the dust. I'm no youngster who still lives in the past, so why would I be concerned about life or death? I'm here to visit you because of the promise you mentioned previously."
Promise? I paused in surprise here. It wasn't that I hadn't promised anything, but rather that I had promised so many things to various different people before. Most promises I made to enemies on the battlefield were nothing more than ridiculous babble to shake the enemy. I had made plenty of such empty promises back when I was promising friendship to the Tark Republic. I didn't even know which one Sandro was referring to here so suddenly.
But, I swiftly worked my brain. It was obvious that only something incredibly important would make Sandro leave Bardi and come to see me. Then, there would only be one possibility…
"Land?"
Sandro slowly nodded, confirming my guess. I was now rather surprised.
I had previously promised to give the undead a new land that wasn't part of the Mortal Plane. This should have been nothing more than a possible backup option to the Undead Emperors who were absolutely determined to return to the Mortal Plane. My original expectation was that the undead would finally come to negotiate this with me after they suffered some losses. Currently, the undead army was at its strongest with the arrival of the Undead Emperors, yet they were already searching for a path of retreat?
I didn't even try to hide my surprise, since I also needed to hear Sandro's explanation.
"…You've done a good job, really. You've done well to the point where we've split into different factions."
I felt like I really needed a translator here. Sandro really liked to say things that had no beginning or end, making others guess what he meant. If I guessed correctly, it should have been obvious, but if I guessed wrong, it would make me seem quite foolish.
"Oh…"
In that case, two could play this game. Everyone could just guess together! I calmly stated this simple word, and then kept quiet, causing the room to sink into a strange silence.
"Cough, cough, Phil, help me explain things."
It seemed that Sandro was no longer able to take this staring session. One of Sandro's subordinates emerged from his shadow. Phil appeared to be a middle-aged gentleman, when in actuality, he was a… mummy?
"Greetings, Your Majesty Yongye. My master hasn't actually talked to anyone for countless years already, so please allow me to express his meaning for him."
He hadn't talked to anyone for countless years already? Indeed, that was understandable. In the Corpse Plane that he ruled, he only needed to use his will to issue commands to all lower-level undead. There were no undead in his plane who were on the same level or higher than he was, and even if Sandro needed to communicate with other Undead Emperors, he could probably also just send his subordinates to do so.
It seemed that Sandro wasn't the type who loved to give riddles, after all. It was just that he had far too few chances to talk to others, so his eloquence had gone bad? This was quite an extravagant third-world problem. I nodded in understanding, inviting Phil to speak.
"My master means that you've done such a wonderful job, to the point where we don't even dare to believe how well the undead and living are able to peacefully live together. This caused us to recall the most flourishing times of our past Tark Republic. Thus, the Undead Emperors have split into factions on how to treat the living…"
This mummy named Phil wasn't like most mummies at all. He could speak quite quickly. Thanks to him, I was able to gradually understand what was going on.
As I previously inferred, the Tark Republic Senators weren't unified in their intentions. Some Undead Emperors strongly desired the reestablishment of the Tark Republic. Some Undead Emperors simply wanted to come harvest flesh and blood in the Mortal Plane. Some Undead Emperors were quite satisfied with their lives in the Death Planes, so they hadn't even come to the Mortal Plane.
Morover, even the Undead Emperors who wanted to reconstruct the Tark Republic differed in their attitudes towards the living as well. This made them very different in their actions…
To give an example for easier understanding, Aso had been one of the main members of the Tark Republic reestablishment faction. Aso's attitude towards the living had also been relatively moderate as he hoped to create a new Tark Republic where the living and undead could coexist together in peace, which would restore the republic's past civilization to how it used to be. Undead Emperor Sandro, another one of the Tark Republic's oldest Senators, had also been alive back in that era where the undead and living coexisted in peace. Thus, Sandro and Aso had similar viewpoints, and were ironclad allies.
Meanwhile, even though Conservation was quite close to Aso, she was filled with enmity towards the living even though she was also a supporter of reestablishing the Tark Republic. Originally, she didn't have a strong desire to return to the Mortal Plane to begin with, and only joined due to being Aso's lover, but recently, she had been focused only on taking revenge for Aso's death, also taking up his cause for reestablishing a country for the undead in the Tark Republic. Due to her greatly improved personal power level, Conservation had even faintly become the leader of the "slaughter the living" faction.
Now that the Undead Emperors had returned to the Mortal Plane, their biggest disagreement was whether or not to use Undead Calamity to simply slaughter all the living in their path, transforming the living into the undead.
"Hey, there's so few of you, yet you can come up with so many different factions and disagreements? That's a lot of hard work…"
I was unable to see Phil's expression due to the mummy bandages he was wearing. However, old Sandro seemed to be quite fatigued as if this situation was giving him quite the headache.
"There's no helping it. The Undead Emperors are all uniquely powerful…"
I nodded as I naturally understood. Anyone who could surpass the theoretical limitations and become an Undead Emperor would have a particular obsession. Some common traits of the obsessed would be extreme egocentrism along with being incredibly difficult to compromise with.
Not only that, the Undead Emperors were all existences that ruled over an entire Death Plane, meaning that they were the most revered existences in their lands. Plus, Undead Emperors were also mages to begin with, and would look down on the Gods. It would be strange if the Undead Emperors would be easy to get along with after so many years of isolation.
I had previously made my own inferences that since the Undead Emperors were also mages, they probably acted together as an organization similar to the Truth Symposium. Every Undead Emperor would be the greatest authority in their personal research field, so they were naturally obsessive individuals who wouldn't listen to others. Only mutual benefits would cause them to act together. There would never be something like an overall leader or goal, as nobody would ever be convinced by another.
For other powerful existences, they would typically determine the leader choosing whoever was the most powerful. However, the Undead Emperors were all mages at very similar power levels. Besides, determining the leader by actual power? That would be just like barbarians, whom mages looked down on the most!
Besides, it was quite often that intelligence mattered far more than power level in a mage's battle. Luck would also be quite important. The order in which you used your skills might be critically important. Two individuals at similar power level meeting again for a rematch might see a totally different outcome than before.
And even if power level was the determining factor, it was quite possible for any Undead Emperor to suddenly achieve another breakthrough in their specialty, greatly increasing their power level. The rankings would constantly change, meaning that determining the leader by power level would be nothing more than a joke.
"The most difficult people in the world to talk to are probably obsessive scientists and authoritarian dictators. Undead Emperors are both. It would be a miracle already for them to be able to peacefully get along with each other. Perhaps they will view the fact that they're of the same kind with some importance… but, I think there will be fissures I can take advantage of," I concluded at the time of my analysis.
Based on my analysis, I figured that any alliance of Undead Emperors would definitely be a very loose one, where all of the Undead Emperors had nearly equal status… That was why when I heard that five Undead Emperors were working together in unison to attack Bardi, I was floored with disbelief.
"Five existences similar to myself and Harloys peacefully playing mahjong together? Getting along well with each other? Dream on."
My guess about what would happen was that each of the five invading Undead Emperors would individually lead their own armies, open up their Dimensional Doors, and attack five different countries. Any land that they conquered would belong to themselves. That should have been the strategy the most suitable for them.
"His Majesty Aso and Her Majesty Conservation are no longer here. The remaining Majesties are unable to even come to an accord about who gets to attack which location. That's why His Majesty Shupnus came up with the idea for the five Majesties to try and attack Bardi in unison… This is the first time that they've ever tried working together. However, judging from the results, this will also likely be the last."
It turned out that the Tark Republic also had spies among the Northlands undead for all this time. The more moderate Undead Emperors were quite moved by such a sight, so they recommended not to start any battles that would leave too much of a grudge with the living so that peace could be possible afterwards.
However, the violent Undead Emperor Shupnus had immediately started with an Undead Calamity attack, starting a snowball effect.
Shupnus had seen through everything quite clearly. He understood quite well that once certain lines were crossed, there would be no turning back. The more moderate Undead Emperors couldn't do anything once things became like this. It wasn't like the moderate Undead Emperors were actually good individuals to begin with, and neither would they be the type to show mercy to their enemies. Thus, the five Undead Emperors teamed up together for a unified attack.
Although their attack was incredibly overwhelming due to their combined strength, their alliance was already falling apart halfway through.
Undead Emperor Anina, ruler of the Darkness Plane, felt that just gaining a few benefits in Bardi was enough. She didn't want to continue attacking a country as powerful as Bardi, and preferred instead to try and attack a much weaker country to harvest souls from. Her experience was only average among the Undead Emperors. She still needed a tremendous amount of souls to strengthen herself. In a way, she was the only Undead Emperor who desired to do battle for practical benefits.
The second Undead Emperor, known as the Undead General, was also from the Desecration Plane, just like Aso. In a way, he was both Aso's brother as well as Aso's subordinate… He had been absolutely furious to hear about the revival of the Troll Empire as he had lived through the era of the Trolls' rule. He had wanted to instantly turn around and go attack the Trolls. By the way, I should also mention that Sandro also hated the Trolls. The oldest Tark Republic Senators had all survived since the bloody battles between humans and Trolls. The blood grudge between them and Trolls would be impossible to arbitrate. In fact, their grudge against the Trolls ran so deep that it would even be one of the main driving reasons reviving them into a state of undeath after death.
The third Undead Emperor, Shupnus from the Deathmist Plane, was both apparently and actually the youngest Undead Emperor among them. He couldn't understand one bit why the older Undead Emperors were so obsessed with the Trolls. He was quite a chuunibyou, and had a good relationship with Conservation. Both of them wanted to revive the Tark Republic as a country only for the undead, without the living. Shupnus' current goal was to conquer all of Bardi.
Undead Emperor Sonuma from the Blood Plane was the fourth Undead Emperor. He was the strangest of them all. Not a single person would ever know what he was thinking. Sonuma had suddenly left the battle against Bardi without saying anything at all to the other Undead Emperors. He had only left a clone behind. It was precisely because that Sonuma had left that the Undead Emperors had suffered slightly in the magical battle against the archmages and dragons.
The fifth and final Undead Emperor was old Sandro here. His choice… well, he was already here to talk to me, plus he was one of the moderate Undead Emperors. This was the best explanation for everything.
"All of Their Majesties have such strong personalities…"
Although Phil the mummy was still expressionless, I could tell from his tone that he actually wanted to cry.
Indeed, the five Undead Emperors had all split into their own factions. In fact, most of them were the type who would act ridiculously without caring about their "allies" one bit. Their personalities were indeed strong to the point where I couldn't even comment.
Well, to begin with, I had already predicted that the invading Undead Emperors would completely split into different factions. Although their unity at the beginning of their attack on Bardi was rather unexpected, the end result was no different from my predictions at all.
"All of you have it so hard…"
It would be so pitiful to be a subordinate of these incredibly selfish bastards Undead Emperors. I spoke quite sincerely, in a tone filled with sympathy and understanding for Phil.
"It, it's good that you understand. As expected of the newest and only Majesty of this generation."
The mummy Phil had a grateful expression now as if he saw hope for the future.
"…You finally understand how hard we had it? Do you still remember things back at Sulfur Mountain City in the day?" Harloys asked suddenly in my soul connection. Would she ever stop commenting about me? I was at least much better than these Undead Emperors…
Then, I recalled how I was at Sulfur Mountain City in the past. I remembered all sorts of times where I dug pitfalls for others or explosive scenes. Making trouble for my subordinates? I could remember countless times where Diana was angered to the point of spitting up blood. Thus, my words trailed off as I lost the courage to talk back to Harloys…
"Cough, if only Conservation and Aso were still here… If only Aso was still here, I think it would have been possible for all of us to at least hold negotiations."
Sandro seemed to be feeling quite awkward as he spoke in a helpless tone. In a way, this wasn't the fault of the Undead Emperors for their lack of unity. Aso was the one who had originally organized the Undead Emperors' invasion of the Mortal Plane to begin with. But, he was now dead. Their unity would naturally be terrible without their original leader in name.
I now finally understood. It turned out that it wasn't the Undead Emperors being decisive when they attacked in full force as five. It was that all of them understood that their loose alliance would collapse soon as time went on. Thus, they might as well all attack together while they were still nominally allies to see if they could have an easy victory if the enemy wasn't prepared.
However, Bardi had managed to stop their attack with the help of the dragons and archmages. Thus, the five Undead Emperors now had five different ways of thinking and five different courses of action. Even the God of Fate Catio would be unable to see what would happen next.
I was now looking at the silent Sandro in a much friendlier light. Obviously, he didn't represent the five Undead Emperors, and only represented himself.
The fact that he said that it was excellent how the undead and living got along with each other in the Mist Alliance was the best evidence of his attitude.
This might be a rare opportunity that would only come by once in a thousand years…


This is the story of a crazy lich who possesses an internal game system and brings catastrophe to the entire world.
“Let’s look at the daily quests today… it’s the damned choose one-of-two-options-type again. Destroy a town with a population of 30,000 people or above; reward: 10,000 evil points. Steal lollipops from 3 children; reward: 1 evil point. If neither of the quests is completed, then 2 points will be deducted.”
“Tsk! You think I’m stupid? If I really destroyed a town, a crusade of Myth-ranked Holy Knights would definitely come hunting me down. Even if I earned the points, there wouldn’t be any life left in me to spend them. I better just go be a kindly lollipop bandit.”
I’ve already had enough of being a notorious lich. Who says a lich can’t be a good person? I’m definitely going to beat this damned system and be an upright and dignified good man.

Suddenly, some people appeared, illusions floating in the sky. Minister Uptala and the others raised their heads.
"Minister Uptala, Minister Kalasutra!" one of them called out, smiling indifferently, "People from Great Imperial Song City are here already. Should we determine some rules?"
"Since the Ministers are here, what rules do you suggest?" asked Minister Kalasutra.
"First, Hell great emperors can't attack Hell emperors. It shouldn't be an issue, I guess," proposed one of them. Minister Kalasutra and Minister Uptala nodded agreement. Of course there was no problem. Even though battles were powerful and cruel, it was also a good way for armies to practice. Some people were going to get killed, some others were going to become even stronger.
Therefore, there were rules. Hell great emperors couldn't attack Hell emperors, otherwise, nobody would benefit from the battle as low-level people wouldn't have the opportunity to practice.
Of course, they were going to kill one another. Many people would die.
"Of course, no problem, what else?" asked Minister Kalasutra.
"We can set up different fighting areas," suggested one of the illusions.
The strong cultivators of Great Imperial Song City understood that the four other groups had already agreed on rules. Wang Zhen asked, "How to divide them up?"
"Three areas, one for low-level Hell emperors, one for medium-level Hell emperors, one for high-level Hell emperors! We are five groups, we will see who can take over this place, those who can't will be eliminated directly. And then we can take the Hell great emperors of the remaining groups and compare them. What do you think?"
First, Hell emperors would battle, and among the five groups, at least two had to be eliminated.
"How is a group to be considered as a loser? When their people are all dead? What is the time limit, as well? And also, can we use weapons?" asked Wang Zhen.
"We have to seal the five entrances. We can't use weapons. Three months. The remaining people are the winners. If a group doesn't agree, battles to death will make them come to an agreement. I'm sure weak people will quickly give up. Of course, there's something else, great emperors can watch, but they can't get involved, no exception. And weapons are forbidden, if anyone violates this rule, everybody must help to kill them," said a fourth person. Nobody wanted to risk their life for nothing. There had to be rules for great emperors, they could monitor but they couldn't get involved.
Minister Uptala and Minister Kalasutra glanced at one another and then looked at Wang Zhen.
"Wang Zhen, what do you think?" asked Minister Kalasutra. Wang Zhen was the protagonist. They had to listen to him.
"No problem!" agreed Wang Zhen.
The other five people nodded and said, "Alright, we can start sealing the place. The areas are already divided,"said one of them. He released a thread of godly awareness which moved towards Wang Zhen's third eye. A gigantic map appeared in Wang Zhen's brain.
"That's the map of this place. We divided it into three areas. Can you see everything?" said that person, "Great Imperial Song City, you can send five people or more to the exits."
"Alright," nodded Wang Zhen. The four other people rose up into the air, the five groups were going to compete to become the leaders of the territory.
Wang Zhen released his godly awareness and transmitted pieces of information to Minister Uptala and Minister Kalasutra. He said, "Ministers, let's divide our forces. Bring some people with you to the different areas."
"The area of the high-level Hell emperors is in the middle, farther away is the area for the medium-level Hell emperors, and the border area with Great Imperial Song City is for the low-level emperors. The battlefield for medium-level Hell emperors is near Chu Jiang City. People from Chu Jiang City found the place first. They don't have many people, but they are all heroes," explained Minister Kalasutra.
"Indeed, we can't fight against people from Chu Jiang City," agreed Minister Uptala. Chu Jiang City's people had the advantage.
"How could we give up? Since you thought about it, why didn't you mention it before?" asked Wang Zhen. He was speechless and sounded unhappy.
"We were the last ones to arrive. That's not good. Those four people had already agreed on the rules, we couldn't change anything about them," Minister Kalasutra said coldly.
Wang Zhen was surprised and looked unhappy, "You're right. We hadn't thought about everything. However, which battle can we win, and can we bring in more troops?"
"We don't have any more time. They're already ready. They will probably find our exit and seal it. If we force the way in, then we'll be violating the rules, but since Qing Qing and Qin Yao are here, our low-level emperors should have the advantage." said Minister Kalasutra, "Unfortunately, Lin Feng has already become a medium-level Hell emperor, otherwise, our low-level emperors would have won."
Lin Feng's fighting abilities were incredible. However, he had already become a medium-level Hell emperor.
"Lin Feng, your ability to hide your cultivation level is incredible, if you pretend you're a low-level Hell emperor, nobody will know," Wang Zhuo proposed.
Lin Feng shook his head and said, "I'm going to the medium-level Hell emperor's battlefield."
"Let's divide as agreed now, then," said Wang Zhen, he didn't want to waste time arguing.
"I will lead the high-level Hell emperors. Wang Zhuo, you lead the medium-level Hell emperors, Qing Qing and Qin Yao, you lead the low-level Hell emperors," Minister Kalasutra proposed, and everyone nodded.
The three groups then divided. Minister Uptala took people to the medium-level Hell emperors' battlefield. Minister Kalasutra took people to the high-level Hell emperors' battlefield. Wang Zhen took people to the low-level emperors' battlefield.
This small world was really well made, much better than Ba Huang and Jiu You. The people in this place were extremely strong, and the area was gigantic.
Minister Uptala was a Hell great emperor. He was extremely fast, but still, it took him a full day to take the group of medium-level Hell emperors to their battlefield.
"Minister Uptala, we are already at the heart of the battlefield, leave it to me now, go and take some people to the exits," said Wang Zhuo to Minister Uptala.
"Alright, Wang Zhuo, if you can't grasp how strong the enemy really is, then don't disperse. If you can't win this battle, then give up and leave. And help me take care of Lin Feng," said Minister Uptala.
"I understand," Wang Zhuo nodded. "Lin Feng is an amazing fighter, he's very smart. I will try to prevent him from fighting too much. Don't worry, Minister."
"Alright," Minister Uptala said, before taking some people away. Wang Zhuo and the others landed on the ground
"Shouldn't we take off our armor?" Lin Feng asked Wang Zhuo.
Wang Zhuo smiled and asked, "Why?"
"It's obvious. We don't know who the enemy is yet. We might not even recognize them when they're next to us," said Lin Feng.
"Next to us? I won't let them pose a threat to us," Wang Zhuo smiled. There was a palace in the distance, Wang Zhuo looked at it coldly and said, "Kill all the people inside and let's use it as our base."
Lin Feng was surprised and said to Wang Zhuo, "What's that supposed to mean?"
"I don't want the enemy to pose a threat to us. Those people could have all of us in their field of vision and kill us," said Wang Zhuo coldly, "Kill them!"
"Yes, sir!" Silhouettes flickered away. They all went to the palace and killed everyone inside. Lin Feng was astonished. Even though the world of cultivation was cruel indeed, why kill innocent people? Wang Zhuo was really cruel, he could kill so many people with a big smile on his face. Lin Feng was shocked inside.
"Lin Feng, you think I'm wrong?" asked Wang Zhuo when he saw Lin Feng's strange expression.
Lin Feng remained silent. Wang Zhuo said, "You are very talented. But you're a bit too nice and gentle. The cultivation world is cruel. The lives of people from small worlds don't matter. Killing them doesn't matter."
"There is no point in people taking counsel together who follow different ways," said Lin Feng coldly after remaining silent for a few seconds. Then, he turned around, his silhouette flickered and he drew back.
Wang Zhuo was stupefied and stared after Lin Feng. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"I'll stay on the battlefield, but I'll fight alone." said Lin Feng indifferently. Wang Zhuo groaned coldly and said, "I promised the Minister I'd protect you. If you leave, don't blame me."
"Even if I die it, it has nothing to do with you," replied Lin Feng coldly, before heading away. Wang Zhuo was furious.

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Lin Feng tried to be the diligent and hard-working good guy. He studied hard, did his best to make his family proud, and not get into trouble, but when he saw a girl being taken advantage of, he had to intervene. He had been tricked, sentenced to 10 years in jail and framed for a crime he never committed, all was lost. If his life was over he would take those who ruined his life with him

Suddenly he opens his eyes again. He is not dead, but alive in the body of the Lin Feng of a different world. This Lin Feng had been killed as trash of cultivation. This world where the strong had no regard for human life and would kill freely if they had the strength. Called “trash” and thrown away, with vengeance in his heart he will rise to new heights opposing the will of heaven and earth.

“Do not judge others in ignorance within my presence.

Those who think to harm someone should be ready to be harmed.

Those who are open and respectful shall receive my kindness and respect.

Those who plot against me are seeking their own death.

This is true, for I am death… I am Lin Feng”. . . . .

The Black Water Dragon Clan had Elder Gu, who could deal with two of the great emperors from the Sky Swallowing Clan.
As for the two great emperors from Acheron Palace, they were dealt with by King Chen Xing and the Black Dragon Emperor.
Both the Black Dragon Emperor and King Chen Xing were stage two great emperors. If they decided to use their full force, the two remaining great emperors from Acheron Palace would be utterly suppressed.
Jian Wushaung took on Ba Su himself.
At the level of great emperors, the Black Water Dragon Clan had the absolute advantage. People like King Chen Xing and the Black Water Dragon Emperor, who could suppress their opponents, could find chances and help the other battles by killing almighties from Acheron Palace or the Sky Swallowing Clan.
　
This allowed for the Black Water Dragon Clan to get a bigger advantage.
Ba Su panicked as he saw this.
"Black Robes man, the Acheron Palace could do incredible things. Think of something." Ba Su transmitted.
The old man in black robes was facing King Chen Xing.
King Chen Xing was a stage two great emperor. He was a top tier Nine-star Ancient God who had mastered the secret skills of the Ancient God Clan. On the other hand, the man in black robes was just a stage one great emperor. He could not do anything against King Chen Xing.
When the man in black robes received the transmission, he was speechless.
"Even though the Acheron Palace is capable of many things, we are not omnipotent. We have already sent a great number of experts into the Special Tribes just to create the conditions to attack the Black Water Dragon Clan. What can we do?"
The man in black robes growled as he was helpless to do anything.
Now, he really could not do anything to change the situation.
Right then...
"Humph. I knew the garbage from Acheron Palace was not capable of anything." A cold voice reverberated throughout the battlefield.
All of the experts on the battlefield looked towards the source of the voice.
They saw thirty figures hovering in mid-air at an area near the battlefield. The thirty of them wore blood red cloaks and radiated an evil, bloody aura. 
　　
"This is… Holocaust Sect? Why are the people from the Holocaust Sect here?"
The man in black robes looked at these people and was surprised. 　　
"We came here on the orders of my master. We wanted to stay hidden and not interfere with the battle. Little did I know that the people of the Acheron Palace were so useless." The man at the front said.
"Useless?" The face of the old man in black robes turned pale. Even though he was enraged, he kept it controlled.
"No matter what, it is good that the people from Holocaust Sect are here. Ally with us and kill everyone from the Black Water Dragon Clan and the Ancient God Clan." The old man in black robes roared.
"Humph. I don't need garbage like you to tell me what to do." The man in the lead said coldly. A faint crimson red light was seen within his eyes as he looked at the battlefield.
Hum! Hum! Hum!
Three monstrous aura erupted simultaneously from these men in red cloak.
These three auras came from great emperors. To make matters worse, the man in the lead was a stage-two great emperor!!
"Great Emperors? Another three of them?" People like the Black Dragon Emperor and King Chen Xing turned pale.
Even Jian Wushuang knitted his eyebrows.
"Haha. Looks like the tides have turned. Seems like I will be winning this battle." Ba Su laughed loudly.
"Is that so? I think it's too early to celebrate." Jian Wushuang grinned.
"Huh?"
Ba Su knitted his eyebrows. He did not know where Jian Wushuang got his confidence from.
In the air, near the battlefield.
"Go, attack!!"
The man in the crimson red cloak ordered. At that instant, the two stage-one great emperors and the thirty almighties charged towards the battlefield.
Everyone from the Black Water Dragon Clan and Ancient God Clan looked grim.
Right then, Jian Wushuang turned his palm as an ancient mirror appeared in his hands.
"Go, my five war spirits!"
Jian Wushuang roared as waves of aura radiated from the mirror.
These auras soon turned into five large black figures.
Each of the figures radiated a sinister vibe. It was as though they came from the depths of hell.
Ba Su widened his eyes when he saw the five war spirits.
"These, these... are great emperors?"
Under the surprise of Ba Su, the five war spirits rushed towards the space not too far away.
Obviously, the five war spirits went to engage the experts from Holocaust Sect.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! 
The five war spirits dashed around the crowd of experts from Holocaust sect. Within seconds, a battle broke out.
There were thirty members of the Holocaust Sect, including three great emperors. They were facing five war spirits, of which each had the fighting power of a great emperor. 
Five war spirits, which was the equivalent to five great emperors, were all at the level of great emperors. They forcibly stopped the various experts from Holocaust Sect,
Under the leadership of the man in crimson red cloak, the experts of Holocaust Sect engaged the five war spirits. However, they would not be able to free themselves within a short amount of time.
This scene made the hopeful Ba Su stunned once more.
The various experts on the battle field were stunned too.　　
They had never thought that Jian Wushuang would have such an amazing back up plan.
This included people such as King Chen Xing from the Ancient God Clan.
Five war spirits, with the power of five great emperors?
Jian Wushuang was already very powerful, yet he still had such an amazing fighting force in his hands?
Jian Wushuang smiled when he saw that the experts from the Holocaust Sect had been stopped by the war spirits.
The five war spirits had devoured his divine power while in the mirror and evolved. They now possessed the fighting power of a great emperor. Even though it was only stage-one great emperor, they could even beat normal stage-two great emperors if they formed the Five Fire Formation.
In this scenario, however, separating the five war spirits was much more beneficial to the battle field. 


Jian Wushuang was reborn in adversity. In order to get his revenge, he began to cultivate Heavenly Creation Skill. With the help of the Heaven defying cultivation method, Jian Wushuang gradually grew into a peerless genius from an ordinary practitioner. With a sword in hand, no one is his match. Using his extraordinary Sword Principle, he killed all his opponents and eventually became number one Sword Master from time immemorial.

An Lin opened the gate to the Celestial Thearch Palace.
The scenes revealed to him inside were a bit unexpected.
There was no grandiose decor, lavish furniture, or any worthy of note things for that matter.
This was just a pure white space with a table and a few chairs.
The five almighty emperors sat around the table, chatting as they enjoyed sunflower seeds. All of them turned around upon An Lin's arrival and waved at him with friendly expressions.
"Come on over, Mr. An Lin."
"Welcome, War God of our Heavenly Court."
"Mr. An Lin, come and taste my immortal tea."
All of the emperors extended enthusiastic greetings toward him.
An Lin strolled in and casually sat on one of the chairs.
He had actually interacted with all of these emperors both directly and indirectly.
Emperor Chang Sheng had given him a formation disk, Emperor Qing Hua had tasted his frying pan dish during the Chef God showdown, Emperor Tian Huang had beaten Laden for him on the Dark Marshlands, and he had pummeled Emperor Ziwei in the Immortal Spirit Tower.
As for the Celestial Thearch, this was the Emperor he was most familiar with. The Celestial Thearch had saved him many times, and he had swindled his daughters out of a lot of money, so they definitely had a solid relationship.
"Ha… this tea is really good!" An Lin took a light sip of Emperor Qing Hua's tea to find that it was extremely delicious and immediately made him more focused and alert but also more carefree and relaxed at the same time.
Aside from that, there seemed to be some sort of intent realm imbued within as well, such that An Lin felt as if he were in paradise when savoring and reminiscing the taste.
The pure white space around him instantly transformed into a thriving world of lush scenery and gorgeous animals.
This was not an illusionary realm, but instead, it was a very realistic intent realm.
An Lin could even feel a white, furry fox snuggling up in his lap. Its soft, warm, and furry body did not seem to be illusionary in the slightest.
The Celestial Thearch pointed to the intricate teapot with a smile upon seeing An Lin's astonished expression. "Don't underestimate this tea that Qing Hua has brewed. The tea leaves in this teapot were made from immortal-rank materials, North Dream Immortal Spirit Leaves, and refined over and over again to create the finished product…"
An Lin really was astonished this time. "Using immortal-rank materials as tea leaves? What a lavish lifestyle!"
Emperor Qing Hua stroked his snowy-white beard and laughed heartily. "After surviving that ordeal, I've gained a bit more perspective. Saving a good thing and not using it is the sign of an idiot! If I was to really die one day and I still haven't had a chance to enjoy all of the good things I have, what would be the point?
"Good things must be used in order to fulfill their value! If you constantly keep them in your storage ring, what's the difference between an immortal-rank material and an ordinary brick?"
Emperor Qing Hua had another leisurely sip of tea as he spoke.
His words sent An Lin into some deep thought.
He felt like he also had many good things in his storage ring that had not had a chance to fulfill their true value…
"Haha, come to think of it, I was only able to live on because of you, so I really must thank you, Mr. An Lin." Emperor Qing Hua stroked his long beard as he turned to An Lin with a grateful smile.
"Please don't say that, Senior Qing Hua. I didn't do anything worthy of praise or gratitude anyway. All I did was save all the teachers and students, save the Heavenly Court, and save the entire human race." An Lin immediately waved his hands with a modest expression.
The five emperors' faces all convulsed slightly.
They were only thanking him for saving their lives and this guy was talking about saving the whole f*cking human race?! And he was saying that he had done nothing worthy of gratitude and praise…
All of the emperors wanted to mock him for his words, but they repressed the urge to do so in the end.
"Er… Hehe…" The Celestial Thearch gave a slightly awkward yet still well-mannered smile. "Mr. An Lin, your performance during that battle had all of us in complete awe. It is no exaggeration at all to say that you saved our lives and saved the Heavenly Court…
"As such, after some discussion, we have decided that all of the Heavenly Court's mystic realms will be accessible to you from now on, and we are officially bestowing upon you the title of Heavenly Court War God! Furthermore, we also have a huge present for you!"
An Lin was a little taken aback upon hearing this.
Weren't they supposed to be discussing the Heavenly Wind God? How had this become a reward ceremony for him?
But then again, he wasn't entirely against this, hehehe…
"I'm finally the Heavenly Court War God. I didn't think this day would come so soon…" An Lin sighed with emotion.
"Oh, right, what about the last War God, Yang Jian?" An Lin asked.
"He's no longer the War God. The Heavenly Court War God can only be the most powerful immortal below the five emperors. It's quite clear that you are more powerful than him, and he was more than willing to give up his title to you," the Celestial Thearch replied with a smile.
An Lin chuckled slightly, but he was internally feeling a little dodgy.
If it wasn't for the system, he didn't think that he would be able to defeat Yang Jian in a battle.
Yang Jian was a mighty figure at the pinnacle of the Return to Void Stage who could attempt Dao Integration whenever he wanted. He was most likely comparable to the likes of the Ancient Dragon Empress or Ao Xiaowu, perhaps even more powerful.
How was the Soul Formation Stage An Lin supposed to defeat someone like this?
However, An Lin soon shrugged these thoughts off.
He was going to progress to the Return to Void Stage soon. When that time came, Yang Jian would be no match for him!
"By the way, does the Heavenly Court War God get any benefits?" An Lin asked.
The title sounded bad*ss, but he was more interested in materialistic things.
"You may choose any one immortal tool you like from the Heavenly Court's Heavenly Treasure Vault," the Celestial Thearch replied.
"Aw, that's too much… Thank you." An Lin was elated.
"That's nothing. The benefits that we, the five emperors, are about to give you are much more valuable than any immortal tools!" Emperor Ziwei spoke in a smug voice upon seeing An Lin's overjoyed expression.
An Lin's interest was piqued. "What is it?"
Emperor Ziwei smiled but didn't say anything.
The other four emperors also smiled at An Lin, but they did not say anything.
An Lin was a little confused. "What is it? Come on, tell me!"
"Hehehe…"
Emperor Ziwei suddenly stripped off his robe, revealing his toned, well-proportioned upper body.
"Wh… what are you doing? Why are you taking off your clothes?" An Lin was starting to panic.
The Celestial Thearch, Emperor Chang Sheng, Emperor Qing Hua, and Emperor Tian Huang were all smiling, and the atmosphere was taking a peculiar turn…
An Lin suddenly felt as if he was wrong to have come here. He was now being surrounded by five extremely powerful beings with no way out!
"I'm taking off my clothes because I want to show you my big treasure." Emperor Ziwei looked into An Lin's eyes before approaching him with a sly smile.
An Lin swallowed involuntarily. "Can I not see it?"
"How can you accept our present if you don't see it?" Emperor Ziwei chuckled.
An Lin's lips twitched. "So you're saying this is all part of the present?"
"That's right." Ziwei nodded before making an animated announcement, "Take a good look at my big treasure!"
He took a deep breath, and his muscles bulged as a dazzling purple divine light enshrouded the entire Celestial Thearch Palace.
An Lin's mouth gaped open as he looked at Emperor Ziwei.
…


On modern-day Earth, An Lin seems to have been abandoned by God. 
When his father suddenly disappears, An Lin is left with his father's immense debt, putting his life at risk. 
After being forced to a rooftop by his pursuing creditors, An Lin is unexpectedly swept off his feet and brought to the ground safely.
    
After learning that he was saved by an Immortal, An Lin is gifted, seemingly out of pure generosity, the 'God Of War System,' and a pass to a new realm.
Follow An Lin as he experiences a whole new world of legends, meets many new friends, acquires legendary weapons and tools, and starts on his path of becoming a powerful cultivator. There is never a dull time in An Lin's new life with his ‘great’ new system!

Qin Mu looked toward the source of the sound and saw a tall and sturdy man with a shirt draped over his shoulders. He seemed slightly lazy, and the shirt on his body was also slightly loose. Yet it gave him a certain kind of aura.
"So it's Human Emperor Qi Kang," God Chi Xiu said. "I'm acting on orders. Human Emperor Qin used a Youdu spell to snatch back people, and even King Yama was alarmed. The hearts of the ghosts in Fengdu are anxious that they will be summoned to Youdu and sink there eternally. Because of that, King Yama wants to take him down. It's not my fault."
Human Emperor Qi Kang took hold of the shirt draped over his shoulders and smiled. "I know that you are acting on orders so I won't create trouble for you. I will be bringing Human Emperor Qin away, just drop King Yama a note."
God Chi Xiu shook his head and said, "That will not do. King Yama still wants to punish him alone later, so I can't let you take him away…"
At this moment, an old voice suddenly rang out. "Chi Xiu, I heard my disciple's grand-disciple has been captured by you?"
God Chi Xiu's expression changed slightly when he saw an elder with white hair walking over. It was none other than the master of Human Emperor Qi Kang. He immediately explained, "So it's Human Emperor Yi Shan. I can't make a decision regarding Human Emperor Qin's matter, since it's King Yama that wants to punish him for creating a disturbance in Fengdu. I can't call the shots. Human Emperor Yi Shan, please don't blame me."
"I didn't see how big the matter was." The white-haired elder had a short stature, and his snow-white beard flew upwards from both sides. His voice was like a great bell as he laughed. "I know you can't make the decision so I'm not letting you make the decision. I'm the one making the decision. I'll be bringing Human Emperor Qin away!" 
"You can't!" God Chi Xiu became anxious and said, "King Yama wants to punish him personally. Human Emperor Yi Shan, you can't make the decision…"
"Chi Xiu, I've heard my grand-disciple's grand-disciple has been captured by you?"
Another voice came over, and God Chi Xiu couldn't help crying out internally for help. He saw a woman in a blue dress carrying a small bamboo basket walking over. He immediately said, "So it's Human Emperor Lan Po. About this…"
"Chi Xiu, I've heard my grand-disciple's grand-disciple's disciple has been captured by you?"
"Chi Xiu, I've heard my grand-disciple…"
Chi Xiu!"
…
More and more people surrounded God Chi Xiu who was about to explode. He thought to himself, 'Could I have poked a hornet's nest? These human emperors of Hall of Human Emperors are all hornets, right? You usually don't see them around, but once you poke one, the whole nest comes flying out!"
He felt he couldn't provoke them and when more and more damned human emperors came over, he could only say, "Everyone, you are all reputable figures so why must you force me? Please don't give me trouble. I can pass Human Emperor Qin to you guys first,  but he cannot leave Fengdu. I have to hand him over to King Yama…"
"Don't worry, don't worry, we won't make you trouble!" everyone said noisily.
Qin Mu looked around in a daze and stuttered, "God Chi Xiu, you said I had people above…"
"That's right!" Chi Xiu tried his best to squeeze out from the crowd while saying angrily, "The human emperors of your Hall of Human Emperors are all bullies and ruffians, and they are a force in my Fengdu that cannot be provoked! One poke and the entire hornet's nest will come out. I'll come back for you later!"
He squeezed out of the crowd and flapped his wings away.
Qin Mu looked at the human emperors in the surroundings, slightly at a loss. Everyone was smiling as they examined him. Among them, there were men and women, young and old, tall and short, fat and skinny, well-groomed ones, fierce-looking ones, courageous and strong ones, and also weak-looking ones. 
Qin Mu looked toward the crowd, but Village Chief couldn't be seen. He immediately coughed and greeted, "Young and superficial student Qin Mu, the current human emperor, pays his respects to grand-master, great grand-master, great great grand master, great great great grand master…" 
"There no need for such formalities!"
Everyone flooded forward and surrounded him, this little skeleton, in the center, rattling his bones until they were almost falling apart. They gathered around him and walked him toward the city with smiles. "It's rare to have a living coming to find us so let's have a nice gathering and liven things up!"
"You haven't been burning paper money for us. If it wasn't for that little brat with the surname Su dying and coming to Fengdu, we would have thought that Hall of Human Emperors has been cut short!"
"Why didn't you sweep our tombs? If you had gone, we would have known that we have a successor. We even left some treasures for you in Hall of Human Emperors."
…
There were too many questions so Qin Mu could only reply honestly. "Until now, I have yet to visit the Hall of Human Emperors. Village Chief also didn't tell me where it is…"
Human Emperor Qi Kang couldn't help becoming furious. "What was that little brat doing? To actually not bring you to Hall of Human Emperors! This scoundrel, when he comes back, I'll definitely teach him a lesson!"
Human Emperor Yi Shan gave a fierce kick to Human Emperor Qi Kang's buttocks and blew his beard while giving him a stare before shouting, "How do you teach your disciple? Beating your disciple is never the way to teach a good disciple! It's because of teachings from people like you that Human Emperor Qin didn't sweep our tombs!"
After this kick from Human Emperor Yi Shan, his head was immediately punched by Human Emperor Lan Po, and he cradled it in pain. Human Emperor Lan Po said furiously. "Yi Shan, did I teach you like this? How dare you even have the face to say that to Qi Kang 'how did you teach your disciple'?"
"Lan Po, such a violent girl, throwing my face!"
"Kong Xian, how dare you beat my grand-disciple? You are tired of living!"
…
A bunch of old fellows started to fight in the city, and they couldn't be broken apart. Qin Mu immediately saw one strange point in that. The past human emperors would help their grand-disciple to beat their disciple.
It seemed that every disciple wasn't friendly with their own master.
However, the abilities of the past human emperors were indeed all astonishing. Literally, everyone was an existence that had cultivated to the realm of path. Yet what was weird was that they all had their own specialties. The abilities that the disciples and their masters were skilled in were different. Human Emperor Qi Kang was Village Chief's master, and Village Chief was most proficient in sword skills. He was known as Sword God yet Human Emperor Qi Kang was proficient in fists skills and mudra skills.
They were strong and overbearing. His mudra techniques were even more terrifying than the fist skills of Great Thunderclap Monastery.
Yet his master was Human Emperor Yi Shan who was skilled in divine arts. His master, Human Emperor Lan Po, was skilled in spirit weapons. As for Human Emperor Kong Xian, he was skilled in the divine arts of spells with words.
It seemed as if all of them hated their masters very much and had vowed not to take their path, stubbornly wanting to open up a path of their own.
Qin Mu blinked and looked around. The human emperors that were messing around had razed down a few streets in a few breaths' time. Only after a few halls were destroyed and countless houses were torn down did they stop fighting.
The gods and devils in the city kept quiet out of fear, none of them daring to make a sound. They had all stopped what they were doing to look.
Some of their halls were destroyed, but they didn't say anything. They could only grieve internally as numerous imps came forward to help repair the halls.
'God Chi Xiu said that our Hall of Human Emperor is a force in Fengdu, looks like he was right,' Qin Mu thought to himself. 'The past human emperors tore down a few streets yet no one dares to get involved with them. Village Chief must have been living in bliss here, able to walk unhindered. He could even be said to be the little overlord of Fengdu. Still, where did he disappear to?'
Human Emperor Qi Kang's face was all bruised when he climbed out from under Human Emperor Yi Shan's legs. He wiped away the blood from his nose and said with a smile, "You must go to Hall of Human Emperors. All of the past human emperors have left their ultimate arts there, hoping someone in the future generation will break through and walk their path. Besides, you have to sweep the tombs, and on every New Year and other festivities, you need to burn some good offerings for us."
Yi Shan chuckled.  "You can burn some enemies for us to play. This Fengdu is good in everything, except having things to play around. We're before First Ancestor's Sacred Hall of Five Yang, so let's go there!"
"First Ancestor?"
Qin Mu's heart shook slightly. First Ancestor was the first human emperor, a true god who had opened the inheritance of Hall of Human emperors. He had remarkable abilities, and Qin Mu wanted to meet this distinguished person of the past very much!
He had seen the stone statue of the first human emperor in Little Jade Capital, and Hermit Qing You had said that First Ancestor Human Emperor had become a stone statue under utter despair. After Qin Mu had never expected to be able to meet him.
"First Ancestor has left Fengdu for quite a period of time. He said he was going to attend to something very important. Your master went to find him, but he still hasn't returned. Your master is very weird. He doesn't seem to have stopped breathing completely, so he can walk out of Fengdu. On the other hand, we have really stopped breathing," Qi Kang said.
Everyone flooded forward and made the two huge beasts that were guarding Sacred Hall of Five Yang jump in shock. The human-faced beast with a bird's body on the left hurriedly asked, "Human emperors, are you coming to old master's house to look for food again? The place has been eaten almost clean by you guys, so why don't you go to Second Ancestor's house?"
"Shut up!" the old human emperors shouted in unison. "Second Ancestor's house has been eaten clean, and the same goes for Third Ancestor's house! Among all of our past human emperors, only your house still has something left!"
The human-faced bird immediately shut its mouth and pretended not to see anything, letting them barge in.
Qin Mu had the dragon qilin and taotie stay out of the hall. "Stay here, I'll go in and have a talk with the ancestors." 
The dragon qilin did as told and examined the two huge beasts. He suddenly asked, "Have you guys seen Heavenly Saint Cult's Patriarch? He looks like a youth and is very handsome."
The human-faced bird was easier to talk to and said, "Heavenly Saint Cult's Patriarch? You should go to the nest of Heavenly Saint Cult. All the past cult master stay there, but they are mostly devils and look fiendish; they are not to be provoked."
The dragon qilin was delighted upon hearing his words and hurriedly asked, "May I ask brothers to show me the way."
In Hall of Five Yang, Qin Mu couldn't help sighing ruefully. The human emperors were truly like bandits entering the village, never treating themselves like outsiders. Before they even got seated, Human Emperor Lan Po summoned some imps over and instructed them. "Human Emperor Qin from the world of the living is here, so quickly prepare some good dishes to receive him!"
One of the green-skinned imps braved himself to say, "Old masters, a living person can't eat the food of Fengdu. Look, Human Emperor Qin is a skeleton without flesh, blood, or intestines; he can't eat."
"Pesky! Of course, he's not the one eating, and we are the ones eating! I'm the disciple of First Ancestor, can I not eat? Go prepare, quickly!" Second Ancestor Human Emperor shouted.
Numerous green-faced imps with fangs scuttled around and prepared the dishes. Qin Mu examined them and was puzzled. They were quite similar to the ghost kings in Hall of King Qin, creatures that weren't life forms from the world of the living. Could they be life forms from Youdu?
"No one has been sending offerings to us over these years, so we are becoming hungry ghosts! Raise the seats!"
Second Ancestor used his mudra skills, and instantly lotuses bloomed inside the Sacred Hall of Five Yang. They grew taller and larger, lifting them up.
Numerous imps were done with the dishes and carried them up. The past human emperors didn't care about their looks as they ate and drank gluttonously, sweeping everything clean. Only then were they satisfied.
Qin Mu stared at the sight with wide eyes. The past human emperors looked like they had starved for a few hundred years. Where was any sort of loftiness left?
The food in front of him was untouched because he was only a skeleton and couldn't eat anything.
"If Human Emperor Qin had not come forward, I still couldn't have had a full meal. Your master must have hated me very much, so he had never gone tomb sweeping, starving me for a few hundred years."
Human Emperor Qi Kang sighed and looked at Qin Mu. "Little Brat Su praised you to the heavens, saying his disciple has much better future prospects than my disciple. Let me see how is his disciple much better than my disciple?"
Qin Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. 'Isn't Grand Master Qi Kang's disciple Village Chief?'
The other human emperors were also instantly excited. They all said, "Old rules, let's fight first!"
Qin Mu rose and bowed around him. "Grand-masters, ancestors, I'm only on Seven Stars Realm, I think we can forgo the fight?"
Qi Kang smiled and said, "Don't worry, we won't bully you. Of course, we will be fighting with you on the same realm. We won't hurt you as well, since we just want to see your cultivation and give pointers."
Qin Mu's expression became troubled. "In that case, there's no need to compete. I don't want to bully grand-masters and ancestors. Hurting you guys isn't good. Truth be told, your techniques and divine arts are all mostly behind times…"
The surroundings went silent.
"I suddenly feel like beating this rascal to death…" Human Emperor Yi Shan muttered softly.


There's an ancient saying in Great Ruins, ‘Don’t go outside when it’s dark.’
In Great Ruins, the old, weak and disabled elders of Disabled Elderly Village picked up an infant by the riverside and named him Qin Mu, raising him up with blood and sweat. This day, as the night descended and the darkness shrouded Great Ruins, Qin Mu left home...
Become a villain undulating in the spring breeze!
That's what Blind told him.
This is the rise of Qin Mu's road to becoming a villain!



It was a body tempering technique exclusively for knights. Not just that, it had high qualifications to master it and fortunately, Tiresh would be able to. 

It wasn't a simple body tempering technique, it contained all the points needed in order to raise one's cultivation and whatnot, too. Not to mention, this book was one of the ancient books his master had left for him before he passed away. Remember, his late master was a universal law so his items must be precious and invaluable. 

"I don't if I can accept this." Tiresh could see the high value of this book. Money couldn't buy it even if she tried to. In fact, once this was known to the world, many would fight fir this. After all, there were tons of knights here too. 

"Accepted it. You have no choice either way." Jin Rou insisted, "It has no use for me since I'm not a knight. It's better for you to use it instead. It will make you an emperor if you successfully master it and perhaps, a heavenly too." 

This was how powerful and magical this body tempering was. It was a content of accumulated research for countless of years to reach this level. It wasn't a boast to say this was the best body tempering technique for the knights. 

"Thank you..." Tiresh didn't know what to call him. 

"Young master. Just call me that." Jin Rou smiled. 

"Thank you, Young Master." Tiresh bowed with gratefulness. This was a blessing for a lifetime and she wouldn't be willing to let others have a share of this book. 

"Try mastering the basics. The technique has one basic ground and four main levels. With your abilities, it will not be a problem mastering the basics. Cultivate here, we still have time before the arrival of the enemy." Jin Rou said. He wanted to see how effective the book for Tiresh. 

Tiresh wanted to ask if they would really wait for trouble. But with how Jin Rou worked, he must probably serious and would be a dumb question if ever she asked. Then, she sat down in a lotus position and read the preliminary contents. She was memorizing it and was trying to understand what the words meant. 

And just like Jin Rou expected, Tiresh was successful in mastering the basics in just a few hours. Perhaps, it only took three to four hours to do so. 

"Congratulations. I can feel that you have grown stronger." Jin Rou said. Although the knight was still an ancient king, her power was thicker and more stable than the previous. It was a good start. 

"Thank you." Tiresh could also feel the power inside her was stronger. She felt like she could defeat any ancient kings in her ranks. 

"What's the next step?" Tiresh asked Jin Rou of what they would do next. 

"What to do next? Of course, show a bloodbath. They're already here, after all." Jin Rou smirked and a loud explosion that came from a distance resounded. 

Right now, many people were already gathered in the vicinity of the deepest part. They remained by the entrance in order not to antagonize the court. 

Then, five people in white robes came flying towards the deepest part in their utmost speed after appearing. They didn't even bother to look at the bystanders and rushed forward. 

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Upon reaching the deepest part, the five people looked at the unknown intruder who trespassed their land and one of them said, "Intruder, you must be seeking death." 

Jin Rou smiled upon hearing this and said, "You only arrived yet you already saying such cruel words to me. That's insane." 

"Nothing is more insane than you. To actually dare to consume the Life Flower that we have been nurturing for countless years? Your life is not enough as a repayment." The middle one of the five said, his voice was filled with coldness and hatred. 

That flower was painstakingly nurtured in order for the use of a certain person in their court. It was to extend his lifespan somehow. And yet, a young man stole it from them? The whole Divine Court was in a big uproar right now. And if these five emperors couldn't get an answer today, all hell would break loose. 

"Five Ancient Emperors at the same time, you must be pretty angered by my action." Jin Rou didn't expect that the court would dispatch half of their total ancient emperors here. It seemed that he was taken seriously, which was a good thing. 

Tiresh stepped backwards to give Jin Rou space to fight. She didn't want to be a burden and just wanted to watch by the sidelines. 

"Okay, then. Come at the same time too. I don't want to waste too much time here." Jin Rou said as he taunted the enemies, "Do your best to entertain me." 

"Such a gutsy young man." Firehill Ancient Emperor said. He was one of the five emperors present right now, "Thinking that because you are talented enough, you already have the capabilities to sweep the continent?" 

"No, I'm not thinking like that. I am really capable of sweeping this continent if I wished to." Jin Rou said, "If you don't believe me, try me by ganging up against me." 

"You are but an insignificant ant in front of us. I am enough to deal with you." Firehill Ancient Emperor said as he stepped forward. 

"Thump!" However, before the emperor could make a move, a spear was stabbed in his heart and he vomited blood several times. 

"What happened...?" Firehill didn't know what happened and how did it happen. He just took a step forward and was already stabbed? 

He soon fell down to the ground with his blood leaking painting the small part of the ground red. 

"Alright, that's one down." Jin Rou looked at the surprised emperors, "Now, if you want to raise you success of defeating me, you have to team up and don't think about soloing me. You'll regret it more." 

These words were capable of instilling chill and fears running down the emperors' spines.

Jin Rou, the youngest Celestial King, was being restricted to go outside by his father for some reasons. Thus, Jin Rou was fed up.

Tags:OPMC, Comedy, Cold-bloodedMC, NoRomanceYET, SuperHandsomeMC

And so, he made his 'Grand Plan' of running away.

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