Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao-Chapter 4645 - : Betrayal
Chapter 4645: Betrayal
Ling Han was deeply impressed by Qian Yanghao.
In his era, he should have been an invincible existence. The rulers of the Land of Death would only truly appear in this era, so Qian Yanghao was completely capable of living freely and proudly.
However, he resolutely sealed himself away, and came to this era.
“In Senior’s era, there was no opportunity for ‘immortality’. Why did the ruler of a Land of Death appear?” Ling Han was curious. This was a suspicious point.
Qian Yanghao nodded, “That is why I say that the technique of immortality that these rulers of the Lands of Death have obtained is strange! According to my observations, when the Sea Emperor appeared, his purpose was to absorb the Qi of life.”
“Thus… the so-called immortality of these rulers of the Lands of Death is based on extracting the Qi of life.”
Ling Han nodded. Since this was the deduction of a Pseudo-Emperor, it should be correct.
“This old man’s path is already severed. Next, it’s all up to you.” Qian Yanghao smiled, and patted Ling Han’s shoulder lightly, “Go on, cultivate well. This old man will help you detin those Lands of Death as much as possible, buying time for your growth.”
“Thank you, Senior.” Regarding this, Ling Han could only accept and thank him.
At present, he was still unable to oppose the Lands of Death. Even Qian Yanghao could only threaten them with “mutual destruction”. In fact, he would die, and the rulers of the Lands of Death would only suffer severe injuries.
After all, they had once been Great Emperors!
Even if they could not easily make a move now because of their immortality, and even if their strength was greatly damaged, that starving camel was still bigger than a horse.
Wasn’t it clear that Xuan Taiyu had died very quickly?
This Great Emperor… was the first in history to destroy the primitive Celestial Gate!
Qian Yanghao left, and Ling Han also returned to the Four Origin Planet.
Although a Pseudo-Emperor would protect him in secret, there were really too many rulers of the Lands of Death.
There were as many as twelve of them!
Thus, Ling Han set up another formation on the Four Origin Planet, continuously extracting the power of the planet and turning it into power, pushing this planet towards the edge of the universe.
Ling Han recounted the origins of the rulers of the Lands of Death, causing everyone to be extremely stunned.
As it turned out, these were actually twelve Great Emperors!
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This was really a fact that could drive one to despair. One Great Emperor was enough to suppress the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands; there were a total of 12 of them!
“There’s no need to be so nervous.” Ling Han comforted everyone, “The Heavenly Dao has its limits. Only one Great Emperor can appear in a single era. The fact that these rulers of the Lands of Death can live until now, and exist side by side, only means that their cultivation level must have been weakened.”
Everyone nodded. This was very logical.
However, no matter how weak it was, it would at least be Pseudo-Emperor-level, and would be stronger than normal Pseudo-Emperor-level, infinitely close to the level of a real Great Emperor. Otherwise, Xuan Taiyu would not have died at that time.
Hold on, in the era of Xuan Taiyu, there was no opportunity for immortality, so why did the Masters of the Twelve Lands of Death appear?
Could it be!
Ling Han thought of himself, Ding Shu as well as the other Genesis World rulers. They were different from the rest, and furthermore, they were inextricably linked to Xuan Taiyu.
He then recalled that Xuan Taiyu had gone to the great crack at the edge of the universe, and was chasing after something.
That had to do with Genesis World. Additionally, the rulers of the Twelve Lands of Death were also looking for this item, and that was why they had fought Xuan Taiyu to the death?
The clues had long since been cut off, and Ling Han had no way to prove it, so he could only make such a deduction.
“It’s still more important to increase my strength.”
“As long as I possess enough strength, what else can I not know?”
“Cultivate!”
He continued to capture Celestial Qi, concoct alchemical pills, and refine Celestial Qi. His days were extremely monotonous and repetitive, but his cultivation level was steadily improving.
In the next few days, a great change suddenly took place in the universe.
During an invasion by the Netherworld, the Demon Wolf Imperial Clan suddenly defected. The Demon Wolf Imperial Clan Saint revived his Imperial Weapon, and actually attacked his allies.
Who would have thought that such a change would happen?
Thus, this dealt a huge blow to the Living Realm. Eleven Saints were killed with a single strike, and there were also a considerable number of Saints that were wounded when the might of the Imperial Weapon scraped past them. Though they immediately fled, they were caught up by the Skeleton Saint Tool, and were still unable to survive.
When the news spread out, the whole world was shocked.
What was going on?
Had the Demon Wolf Imperial Clan gone mad?
However, this was only the beginning. Subsequently, the Black Sunflower Imperial Clan also put on a good show of stabbing their allies in the back, causing a massive blow to the Living Realm’s allied troops.
Immediately afterward, the Fire Cloud Imperial Clan also embarked on this path, falling out with the Living Realm and killing a great many Saints in one go.
This caused the Living Realm Alliance Army to feel anxious, and they were filled with suspicion towards each other. No one knew if another Imperial Clan would betray them, and they themselves would not become a victim.
In this way, the alliance was practically useless.
The Netherworld army penetrated deeply, and encountered almost no decent resistance.
If it had to be said that the betrayal of these three Imperial Clans had caused a massive blow to the higher-ups of the Living Realm, then what happened next would have even more far-reaching consequences.
The Buddhist Race actually declared that defecting to the Netherworld was the right path, telling the believers to drop their weapons and they could immediately become Buddhas.
It should be known that the Buddhist Race’s spiritual control was number one in the world.
Thus, all the galaxies that were affected by the Buddhist Raceall put down the weapons in their hands, welcoming the invasion of the Netherworld with open arms.
If there was any force that had the greatest influence, it would definitely be the Buddhist Race. The Buddhist Race existed in the four Heavenly Realms, and they spared no effort in spreading their teachings and nurturing their believers.
Now that the Buddhist Race had reaped the fruits of their labour, it was a fruitful harvest.
And for the Living Realm, this loss was much, much too great.
How many territories had been lost, and how many people had been killed?
Because this shocking news came one after another, even Ling Han couldn’t sit still and went to find out the situation.
Ji Wuming brought the connection device with him, and projected all the information he had seen on the Galaxy Network. Ling Han, Brother Monkey, the empress, and the others were all there. As they understood the situation, they were frowning deeply.
“Previously, I forgot to ask Old Master Qian who these rulers of the Twelve Lands of Death are.”
“By the looks of it now, there’s at least the Buddhist Race’s Great Emperor, Demon Wolf Emperor, Ancestral King Fire Clouds, Sea Emperor, and Black Sunflower Demon Emperor.”
The Buddhist Race, the Wolf Tribe, the Fire Cloud Imperial Clan and the Black Sunflower Imperial Clan had just betrayed them, which was equivalent to admitting their identity. And why did these four Imperial Clans rebel… the reason was too simple. The clan’s Great Emperor had not died, so would the juniors dare to disobey orders?
As for the Sea Emperor, his identity was called out by Qian Yanghao.
“There’s also the Golden Crow Emperor,” Ling Han said. This was Lu Xun’s father, and he continued, “There’s also the Void Emperor. This is the backer of the Battle God Palace.”
“Additionally, He Luo, Feng Miaoling, and Yang Yihuan should also have a ruler of a Land of Death behind them. It’s just that we can’t match them yet. Which Great Emperor is it?”
The large black dog counted with his fingers, “There are a total of ten rulers of the Lands of Death ow.”
There were still two missing!
In other words, if these two Great Emperors had also left behind a base in the Living Realm, that meant that there were still two landmines that had not been detonated.
“Ah!” Ji Wuming suddenly screamed, blood seeping from all his apertures.
