Becoming Great Emperor by Playing Game-Chapter 424: Bridge of No Return

Blood Sea slumped to the ground, feeling utterly helpless. How was he supposed to kill the Demon Emperor?

The enemy was currently protected by the peach blossoms. Even if he informed the Desolate Celestial Realm that the Demon Emperor had returned, those people would come to kill him, but there would also be those who’d come to protect him.

It was important to know that there were still many followers of the Demon Emperor. Even if they weren’t part of the Demon Race, they continued to worship the Demon Emperor. In mere moments, many people would come to protect him.

This wasn’t a viable plan.

"I can only lure away the peach blossoms and then send someone to kill him," Blood Sea said solemnly.

This was the only method at the moment.

Blood Sea lightly tapped the ground with his index finger, and in an instant, four figures appeared before him, kneeling and clasping their hands as they called out, "Chaos Four Generals, greet their master!"

"Go, follow him, and wait for my command," Blood Sea instructed, pointing at Chen Lan’s shadow.

"Yes, master!"

In an instant, the Chaos Four Generals vanished.

These Chaos Four Generals were four war generals that Blood Sea had cultivated over hundreds of thousands of years. Each was of Taoist Saint level, possessing immense power, and none were part of the Demon Race; they were eternally loyal to him.

"Next, I need to make my move," Blood Sea murmured solemnly. All he had to do was find the peach blossoms and start a fight—not necessarily kill, but merely drag them has sufficed.

Without the protection of the peach blossoms, the Four Generals could naturally kill the Demon Emperor.

"Why did you have to come back, and as a Taoist Saint, no less? Isn’t this coming back to die?" Blood Sea laughed coldly.

As long as the Demon Emperor was killed, he would be the strongest person, and dominating the Desolate Celestial Realm would simply be a matter of time. His master would surely praise him greatly, making him a member of the Celestial Domain, offering a future far better than staying here!

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Netherworld.

A murky fog filled this place, accompanied occasionally by the wild howling of ghosts, omnipresent dark arms, and floating Netherworld Ghost Fire; everywhere was steeped in eerie terror.

Chen Lan and Forbidden Heaven had just arrived in the Netherworld and were utterly shocked by the scene before them.

"Why does the Netherworld resemble Confusion Valley?" Chen Lan muttered in confusion. This fog seemed to also block Divine Sense—it was too bizarre.

"Reporting to the master, the most well-known aspect of the Netherworld is its Ghost Qi. The Netherworld has existed for over a million years. The year I was born, this world already existed; it’s unknown how long it has been here. It’s only known that when the heavens and earth were first formed, they were divided into three realms: human, demon, and ghost. The Immortal Realm and the Demon Realm came later."

"The Ghost Qi is abundant in the Netherworld, extremely suitable for Ghost Cultivators. This Ghost Qi can obscure human eyes and Divine Sense; it is said to have once been able to shield the Heavenly Dao. Many unknown events occurred here, but those are legends. Now that the Heavenly Dao has grown stronger, it naturally watches over all people. Divine Sense cannot penetrate here, not even the Dao Emperor can investigate."

Chen Lan nodded slightly, indicating that the Netherworld is not easily traversed, especially considering the numerous dark qi ghost hands on the ground. These hands, when he cut them with Sword Qi, quickly reformed, and with considerable strength, he had been caught by one and only extricated himself with five parts of his power. If a cultivator below the rank of Great Emperor entered, they would likely be killed by these ghost hands.

"What is all this about these ghost howls, ghost hands, and ghost fire?" Chen Lan asked curiously.

"Netherworld Ghost Hands are formed from souls. Over time, many who died here have had their corpses absorbed by this land, forming these ghost hands. As long as Ghost Qi remains, these ghost hands cannot be obliterated. It’s said the entire Netherworld is alive, an enormous ghost."

A living world?!

Upon hearing this, Chen Lan was stunned. How was it possible for an entire world to be alive—breathing at all times?

He couldn’t help but look down, considering this premise, and he felt as though standing on a living creature, perpetually at risk of being swallowed by it.

"Ghost Fire and ghost howls are similar, used by some ghosts to deceive humans. Some naive and foolish people believe the ghost howls are cries for help and approach, only to be devoured by ghosts. The Netherworld requires immense caution," Forbidden Heaven continued.

Chen Lan frowned; with such circumstances, how long would it take to find the Underworld?

"Time waits for no one. Let’s set off as soon as possible," Chen Lan said, stepping forward. After only two steps, they encountered a ghost!

Boom!

A resounding noise occurred as a huge foot suddenly fell in front of Chen Lan. This foot had no flesh, only white, dirt-caked bones exuding a stinking corpse smell, foul beyond comparison.

Chen Lan didn’t move but instead looked up at the sky, only to see that the fog that previously enveloped the area had dispersed significantly, revealing more of the ghost—a thousand feet tall—another foot still stepping forward, moving at an extremely slow pace, a large scythe resting on its shoulder. Though its speed was slow, each step covered millions of miles.

"Scythe Giant, a ghost formed from the dead of the Giant Race, able to easily sever another’s soul with the scythe in hand; this is indeed a supreme Great Emperor," Forbidden Heaven explained as he stepped forward.

Chen Lan nodded slightly and continued moving forward. Along the way, he encountered countless ghosts, each fascinating him more than those in the Ghost Realm.

There were those flying in the sky without bodies, only an enormous head with a creepy, terrifying smile. And those with ten heads and twenty writhing arms, crawling on the ground, also smiling eerily—various terrifying and bizarre-looking ghosts could be seen here.

But to Chen Lan’s surprise, these ghosts didn’t attack him; they just glanced in his direction and moved on.

Soon, he arrived at an abyssal chasm, frowning slightly as he gazed into the abyss’s depths. Unfurled his Celestial Eye, he could see a forbidden-space array here—the array setter’s power was considerable. Breaking it would take much time, and forcibly breaking it would attract the other’s attention—its origin unknown.

"Master, we need to walk the Unreturn Bridge, only upon crossing can we truly arrive at the Netherworld," Forbidden Heaven said.

"Unreturn Bridge?" Chen Lan asked in confusion.

Soon, Forbidden Heaven led him to a grand bridge, devoid of people, with no end in sight.

"Unreturn Bridge, as the name suggests, stepping onto this bridge means there’s no looking back, no turning around. If one turns back or turns around, they’ll face eternal damnation, forever trapped on the bridge until they perish, vanishing without a trace."

A sinking feeling welled up in Chen Lan’s heart; it seemed crossing the bridge was necessary. He thus prepared to embark upon it.

"Master, I’ll wait for you on the other side. Those who cross the Unreturn Bridge need not walk it again; I crossed it a million years ago," Forbidden Heaven spoke before he suddenly walked on air, quickly flying across the Unreturn Bridge, disappearing in an instant.

"It seems there’s an array on the bridge; Forbidden Heaven went across but disappeared."

Chen Lan murmured, resolutely stepping onto the Unreturn Bridge. In an instant, the world around him fell silent!