Becoming Great Emperor by Playing Game-Chapter 463: Where Is He? The Netherworld

Where the Celestial Eye sweeps, nothing can hide, the Desolate Dragon is no exception.

The reason the entire Desolate Dragon is impervious to blades and spears, invulnerable to all laws, is because there is Ghost Qi protecting it. The Ghost Qi here is endless, constantly providing protection for the Desolate Dragon.

In fact, the moment of attack does cause injury, but the Ghost Qi heals at a speed invisible to the naked eye, creating the illusion of invincibility and unassailability. This Desolate Dragon is not invulnerable; it’s just that the damage isn’t sufficient.

The Spirit Heaven Son and the others are too weak, so they perceive the Desolate Dragon as invincible.

"Since there’s a weakness, that makes it easier." Chen Lan said with a faint smile, wielding the Demon God Sword in one hand, fully activating the Devouring Demon Technique, instantly closing in on the Desolate Dragon, "Let your vast Ghost Qi become the nourishment for my sword!"

As the sword slashed down on the Desolate Dragon, as he saw, the instant of the offensive caused the Desolate Dragon to bleed. But in a flash, endless Ghost Qi healed it, giving the illusion of no injury.

"Good timing!" Chen Lan sneered, waiting for this Ghost Qi.

In an instant, the Demon God Sword, like a black hole, frantically absorbed the Ghost Qi. With another slash, a deeply etched, bone-visible sword scar appeared!

"Roar!!!" The Desolate Dragon’s body struggled in agony, a Dragon Claw swung down, and Chen Lan quickly dodged.

Seeing the sword scar, Chen Lan laughed. This body is definitely strong, it can recover with Ghost Qi. If he could forge it into a Magical Treasure, perhaps he could use Demonic Qi as a substitute, far more terrifying than Ghost Qi. That would truly be invulnerable to all laws and impervious to blades and spears!

The Desolate Dragon howled with rage, truly angry for the first time after so long, its eyes reflecting some dread of the aura on Chen Lan.

"Hmm? Are you afraid?" Chen Lan laughed, "If you’re afraid, that makes it easier.

In an instant, Chen Lan closed in again, slashing at the Desolate Dragon with one sword stroke after another. Before long, a lifeless Desolate Dragon corpse with a lingering wisp of soul lay quietly in the void.

Chen Lan waved his hand, storing the Desolate Dragon’s hide in his Storage Ring, intending to find a chance to ask the Spirit Generals to forge a Magical Treasure.

The Spiritual General had taken on the appearance of Li Chunqiu, inheriting his abilities, most notably forging, making him the perfect choice for forging a Magical Treasure.

Slowly opening his palm, a fiery red Desolate Dragon Inner Core, resembling an Elixir, floated in his hand.

"Such a vast amount of energy. If I swallow it, perhaps I can truly grasp the way of the Dragon." Chen Lan said with a smile.

Dragons have always been mysterious creatures. On Blue Star, there are many rumors about them. Everyone claims to be a descendant of dragons, with the totem being the five-clawed Golden Dragon. Many novels love to write about dragons, and there are many flying dragons in the West as well.

This Dragon Pill could awaken some sort of dragon bloodline within him, partially transforming his body into a dragon, possibly making him a half-human, half-dragon.

But what of it? After all, in his first life, he wasn’t human to begin with, but a demon. Turning half-dragon now would be inconsequential.

Chen Lan felt that if he could recover his Dao body, he would completely transform into a physique with human, demon, and dragon bloodlines, a true aberration.

But to become stronger, even if he becomes an anomaly, so be it.

No time to waste, Chen Lan sat cross-legged on the spot, hands upturning as he refined the Dragon Pill, transforming his bloodline to possess that of the dragon!

...

The Ye Family.

Ye Tianhai was in seclusion, cultivating in a dark chamber.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes abruptly, his figure flickering and disappearing, reappearing in the sky, bowing slightly to the void, "I am Ye Tianhai, greetings to Senior."

Buzz!

The void split open, creating a Space Tunnel, from which a person emerged, young and handsome yet with white hair, cold eyes exuding a terribly eerie aura.

Ye Tianhai’s pupils contracted fiercely upon seeing him, shocked, swallowing hard as he lowered his head, "Senior Demon Emperor, may I ask what brings you to me?"

Why would the Demon Emperor seek him out?

Ye Tianhai felt honored yet terrified; this is the Dao Emperor.

"Ye Tianhai, you really have raised some good sons."

Upon these words, Ye Tianhai’s body shook violently, dropping to his knees instantly, trembling with fear, "Senior, I don’t know what you mean; did Ye Long offend you?"

His voice trembled. Could it be that Ye Long caused trouble?

It shouldn’t be. Ye Long has been cultivating in the Immortal Celestial Sacred Pool, created jointly by the Eight Great Sacred Lands, how could he be causing trouble?

"Is he your only son?"

Hearing this, Ye Tianhai was at first stunned, then sharply looked up in astonishment at the Demon Emperor, "Could it be... Ye Lan?"

Impossible, Ye Lan disappeared with Blue Star, right?

How did he offend the Demon Emperor?

"Your son truly has some skill, actually able to wound me. Worthy of being the Supreme youth of the past."

Rumble!

Ye Tianhai’s eyes glazed over instantly, as if struck by a lightning bolt, his soul lost.

Ye Lan wounded the Demon Emperor?

How is that possible? No matter how much he grows, even with restored Divine Bone, he couldn’t possibly harm a Dao Emperor, unless he’s become an Emperor?

"Impossible, how could he be an Emperor? Senior, you must be joking," Ye Tianhai said with a bitter smile.

Instantly, Ye Tianhai’s vision went dark, a large hand grabbing his head, lifting him up, seizing him by the neck, raising him high.

Struggling to breathe, his face red with strain, Ye Tianhai tried to pry the Demon Emperor’s hand off with both his own but to no avail, feeling his breath grow increasingly sparse, close to death.

Bang.

An overwhelming force struck, sending Ye Tianhai spinning, heavily crashing into the void, coughing a few times before frantically getting back on his knees.

He didn’t know how he had offended the Demon Emperor, to be tortured like this, but he dared not show a trace of resentment, fearing the Demon Emperor would kill him right there. Even if seeking revenge, he’d have to wait until Ye Long ascends to Dao Emperor to do so.

"Do I seem like someone joking with you? You’ve truly fathered a remarkable son, rejecting humanity to embrace demonhood."

Ye Tianhai’s breath stopped for a moment, his head lifting stiffly, staring at the Demon Emperor dumbfoundedly; he wondered if he had heard wrong.

Demon?

Is it the Demon he knows?

"Do you know, he acquired the Magic Emperor’s legacy in the lower world."

Upon hearing this, Ye Tianhai scrambled backward, shaking his head vigorously, "Impossible, the Magic Emperor’s legacy has never been found; how could he have acquired it? He wasn’t destined for it!"

The coveted Magic Emperor’s legacy, even by Dao Emperors. How could it have fallen to Ye Lan? He couldn’t possibly have had such luck.

If he truly acquired the Magic Emperor’s legacy, he would have ascended long ago.

Thinking of this, Ye Tianhai’s body trembled, asking in horror, "Could it be... Ye Lan has ascended?"

The Demon Emperor smiled silently, and Ye Tianhai understood everything, showing complex emotions of joy, anger, and fear.

He feared Ye Lan’s ascent, yet was glad too. This way, he could rally the Eight Great Sacred Lands to hunt him down.

"Where is he?"

"Netherworld Realm."