641 Yellow Emperor’s Plan
Yellow Emperor’s Plan
“This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. We can’t miss it. Don’t worry about the mysterious person. As long as we conquer this world, I’ll be responsible for dealing with this person!” Xuanling Elder Huang pondered for a moment and added.
Hearing Xuanling Elder Huang’s words, everyone obeyed.
“White Emperor, go to the Myriad Immortals Archipelago and find someone.” Just as he was about to gather his men and prepare to attack Dahao, OXuanling Elder Huang added.
“Who is it?” White Emperor was a little confused. Join forces with the Myriad Immortals Archipelago?
“The Celestial Cultivtor has already transformed into a ghost cultivator and formed the foundation of the Ghost Emperor.” At this point, Xuanling Elder Huang was no longer picky. In the past, he would raise Gu to determine the most outstanding.
The current situation did not have the opportunity to raise Gu at all. The Celestial Cultivator was currently the successor’s strongest existence in terms of cultivation and power.
When White Emperor received the news, he immediately flew to Myriad Immortals Archipelago.
The Myriad Immortals Archipelago was covered by a black curtain, and the entire Eastern Sea had become a paradise for ghosts and gods.
All day long, ghosts and gods wailed, day and night.
There were countless blood-red evil spirits inside. The evil spirits had human eyebrows and attacked any living thing they saw.
“Fellow Daoist Celestial Cultivator, the Yellow Emperor has ordered me to pay a visit.” White Emperor was blocked by the Great White Killing Formation. He wanted to kill his way out, but when he thought about becoming partners with the other party, he could only stop.
“Lord Celestial Cultivator is in seclusion. I’ll handle the affairs of the netherworld.” The black fog dispersed, and a man wearing a crimson mask appeared. His voice was hoarse. “Who are you?” White Emperor was a little unhappy, but he couldn’t force his way in since he was in seclusion.
“Wan Zhang is temporarily in charge of the netherworld.” The person under the mask was Yuan Emperor. Before He Chuan left, he had specially asked Yuan Emperor to stay here.
If someone came, he would find an excuse to say he was in seclusion.
White Emperor had no choice but to go back and ask Xuanling Elder Huang for instructions. Soon, he came back with news.
“Yellow Emperor said that it’s fine if the Celestial Cultivator doesn’t come, but you have to send out 30 million ghosts and gods.” They didn’t lack high-end forces, but cannon fodder.
“Thirty million ghosts and gods? Where to?”
“Dahao!”
Emperor Yuan laughed in his heart. After so many years, he had to return to Dahao again. This time, he was going to do it as an enemy.
It was indeed quite a coincidence, but there were not many old acquaintances when he went back this time.
Godking of the Scorching Sun was killed, and so was Emperor Tianfang.
The strongest enemy had been taken care of by He Chuan. It had nothing to do with him.
“We’ll prepare immediately.” Emperor Yuan told White Emperor that 30 million ghosts and gods were too many for them. The number of ghosts and gods accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years was tens of thousands of times more than this number.
Although most of them were to make up the numbers, some of them could not even withstand the blood essence of mortals.
However, there were a lot of them. Just the human wave tactic alone could kill them.
He thought that Dahao was really done for this time.
It was unknown where He Chuan, Lord Yin, and Lord Yang go, and the other party came out in full force. Emperor Yuan estimated that in three days, Dahao would be conquered.
Emperor Yuan, Yaotue, Xingyue, and the others set off with ghosts and gods.
Ghosts and gods filled the entire sky and swarmed into DahHao through the crack.
Just as they thought, after losing Lord Yin and Lord Yang, Dahao had no power to resist at all.
The Sect Master of Xijian Pavilion fought five people alone and died of exhaustion.
The moment the Sect Master died, the sky seemed to be drenched in blood, as if the heavens were crying.
The major sects were almost wiped out in one fell swoop. Surrendering was useless. The Five Emperors came to this realm to open up the path of the Divine Path, not simply to attack cities and seize territory.
The entire cultivation world had to be turned into a blank sheet of paper before the path of the Divine Dao could be smoothly carried out.
Even if Dahao surrendered sincerely, he would not let it go.
After the people of Dahao died, the souls that were left behind were handed over to the netherworld for management. Both sides had fewer and fewer people as they fought. Only Yuan Emperor’s side had more and more people.
Even Yellow Emperor couldn’t help but sigh. It was indeed the era when the Lord of the Netherworld was born. It was as if even the Heavenly Dao was helping him.
In less than a month’s time, the central continent and the surrounding hundreds of lands had all been conquered. Ninety-nine percent of the cultivators died in this disaster.
Then, the four emperors began to build temples and spread the faith.
The main target of the Divine Dao was mortals, so they attached great importance to the lives and property of mortals. Their living standards were raised, and they were even much better than before.
In a short period of time, he gained a lot of support.
In less than three months, their prestige had surpassed the previous sects. It was as if the sky had changed.
“Fellow Daoist Wan Zhang, is Celestial Cultivator still in seclusion?” White Emperor went back to the door and stood in front of Emperor Yuan. As he was wearing a mask, he couldn’t see his expression.
“The Celestial Cultivator was forced to become a ghost cultivator. He was injured by Lord Yin and He Chuan and lost his vitality. He might not be able to come out for a while.”
“Xuanling Elder Huang is very powerful, why not ask him for help? Maybe there’s a chance to save him?”
“Lord Celestial Cultivator said that he won’t see anyone. Let’s wait until he comes out of seclusion.”
White Emperor nodded. Since the other party was unwilling to come out, he could only give up.
He had some understanding of this matter. Back then, someone had indeed come to Great Yan to ambush the Celestial Cultivator.
After White Emperor left, Emperor Yuan took off his mask and sighed deeply.
“He Chuan, if you don’t come back soon, you’ll be exposed.”
The netherworld was now spread across the two realms. Most of the people in the netherworld wore masks, afraid that their old acquaintances would find out that something was wrong.
Even so, the truth would be revealed eventually.
“Has Judge He returned yet?” Emperor Yuan asked the woman wearing the blood-moon mask who appeared in the void. This woman was Yaoyue.
It had been decades since they last met, and the initially weak woman had already reached the same level as Yuan Emperor.
“I can’t contact him.” Yaoyue said.
In the past, even if He Chuan went to the outside world, he could contact her through the Beiyin Mountain. Now, she could not enter either. He Chuan seemed to have vanished into thin air.
Tai Weng of the Yellow Spring of the Netherworld sent someone to inquire about him, but Yaoyue managed to fool him.
Today, White Emperor came to visit again.
White Emperor passed through the Great White Killing Formation and came to the Myriad Immortals Archipelago, where he met Emperor Yuan head-on.
“Fellow Daoist Wan Zhang, the Celestial Cultivator has yet to come out of seclusion?” White Emperor sounded impatient.
“There’s still no news from the Celestial Cultivator.” Yuan Emperor was very helpless. He couldn’t conjure a Celestial Cultivator.
“Yellow Emperor has issued an order for Celestial Cultivator to come over and have a chat. Regardless of whether he is in seclusion or not, he has to come out.” White Emperor’s expression turned serious.
White Emperor looked at the palace behind the two of them and was eager to try. He wanted to see who had such a big card that he couldn’t get a glimpse of his true face even after inviting them several times.
“How dare you!” Emperor Yuan’s aura rose steadily, and Yaotue’s killing intent condensed into a tangible form.
White Emperor smiled disdainfully. Sharp energy radiated from his body, and the ground around him began to change its nature, turning into hard red iron.
In just a few moments, the entire island and the surrounding void had turned into metal. The sharp golden energy was even more intense than the sword intent.
White Emperor has been cultivating the Golden Way for many years, comprehending the stone into gold, the Yin and Yang Creation, and every grain of metal here has an amazing sharpness.
Just as the White Emperor was about to teach the two a lesson.
The wind and clouds in the sky changed, and countless murderous auras gathered into a pitch-black vortex.
A figure flew down from the vortex.
This person was wearing a gray mask, and there were seventy-two lights behind him. There were ghosts and gods around him, as well as two mysterious people wearing different masks.
“Celestial Cultivator!” Seeing He Chuan come out, Emperor Yuan was overjoyed and Yaoyue heaved a sigh of relief.
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