NOVPUBChapter 1043: Chapter 899: One of the Nine Emperors, White Emperor!_2 Chapter 1043: Chapter 899: One of the Nine Emperors, White Emperor!_2 It was whispered among the ghost practitioners that the White Emperor originally seemed to be a very low-level ghost creature in the Netherworld.
Lord White Bone… white bone… bone cultivator… Could it be a relatively low-level ghost creature from the Netherworld?
“Could it be… that Lord White Bone is…” a junior-level Saint Lord ghost practitioner exclaimed, his face filled with shock.
Other junior-level Saint Lord ghost practitioners also shook violently.
If, that Lord White Bone was one of the Nine Emperors, the White Emperor, then this time they had truly soared to the heavens.
One of the strongest nine beings of the Netherworld, and one who had just defeated one of the old Nine Emperors, definitely possessed unquestionable and terrifying strength; even among the Nine Emperors, he was probably not of low rank.
“That’s right, it is indeed his excellency…” the Tri-Headed Dog ghost practitioner said solemnly.
“Hiss—”
A group of junior-level Saint Lord ghost practitioners all inhaled sharply.
…
“Hmm?”
“Not good! Quick, let’s get back!”
Lin Yun had been sitting cross-legged near the Heavenly Principle Tower, absorbing the power descended from heaven and earth after breaking through the thirty-fifth Cosmic Layer, when he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted.
Whoo! Whoo!
Lin Yun’s breakthrough of the thirty-fifth Cosmic Layer of this universe created a massive disturbance which could attract powerful ghost practitioners at any moment. The spirit of the Heavenly Principle Tower and the True Martial Saint Lord had been cautious. Hearing Lin Yun’s words, they immediately brought everyone back to the space within the Heavenly Principle Tower.
At the same time, they were startled. Lin Yun’s current strength was extraordinary; it could be presumed that ordinary middle-level Saint Lord ghost practitioners might not be his match. However, Lin Yun’s tone was very urgent. Could it be that even stronger ghost practitioners from the Netherworld were actually coming?
This was not good news.
Who knew what level of power those junior and middle-level Saint Lord ghost practitioners would bring with them? Moreover, once a message was controlled, if it were to spread again, it often became much harder to control. This was likely just the beginning.
Perhaps even more formidable ghost practitioners were on their way.
It was uncertain whether Lin Yun would possess the power to resist them before they arrived.
As everyone entered the space within the Heavenly Principle Tower, Lin Yun also stood up and looked ahead, a trace of gravity and indifference flashing through his eyes.
“Should I call you human Lin Yun? Or should I refer to you as the ghost practitioner, Blood Emperor?”
A nefarious-looking young man appeared not far away, gazing at Lin Yun with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth.
It was none other than the earlier mentioned Lord White Bone.
“Knowing that I am the Blood Emperor, you still dare to come forward. That’s quite bold of you…” Lin Yun said coldly.
“Heh, if you weren’t the reincarnation of the Blood Emperor, maybe I’d be a bit wary. Unfortunately, you are his reincarnation, and if I still didn’t dare to come forward, then I would truly be unworthy of the title of White Emperor…” Lord White Bone sneered.
“White Emperor? You are one of the Nine Emperors?” Lin Yun frowned.
“Heh, you actually know about the Nine Emperors? It’s said that when the Blood Emperor disappeared, the fame of the Nine Emperors had not yet spread. I’m somewhat doubtful, are you really the reincarnation of the Blood Emperor?” Lord White Bone’s mouth curved again, laughing lightly.
In his words, he was not certain whether Lin Yun was truly the reincarnated Blood Emperor.
Previously, his words seemed to be testing Lin Yun.
“Oh? You doubt that I am the reincarnation of the Blood Emperor? Then you can try, and let me see just how powerful you, as one of the Nine Emperors touted as mythically powerful by the Netherworld, a late-phase Saint King ghost practitioner, really are!” Lin Yun also gave a slight smile.
“Hmm?”
Lord White Bone’s pupils contracted slightly.
This Lin Yun seemed to be of an advanced Saint Lord level, yet he had perceived that it was a late-phase Saint King level ghost practitioner? Such a feat was not something an advanced Saint Lord or even an advanced Saint Lord, or even an ordinary Saint King-level powerhouse, could do!
Could it be that this Lin Yun was indeed the reincarnation of the Blood Emperor?
It was said that the strength of the Blood Emperor had already reached the peak of the Saint King Realm and might have even stepped beyond, reaching a new realm… it was clear that this might be somewhat exaggerated since the ghost practitioners of the Netherworld were now only known to have broken through the thirty-sixth heaven. It was said their realm was suppressed, unable to break through the Saint King Realm.
However, according to its analysis, even if the original Blood Emperor was at the peak of the Saint King realm, his strength was absolutely far beyond that of an average peak Saint King.
Such strength, even in a reincarnated form, wouldn’t find it odd to discern its realm.
At this moment, a hint of alertness arose in the heart of the White Emperor, a man’s reputation cast a long shadow, and back then, the Blood Emperor’s fame was indeed too great. If Lin Yun truly was the reincarnated form of the Blood Emperor, judging by his current calm demeanor, it was hard to guarantee that he didn’t have any special tricks up his sleeve.
Nevertheless, it would not be deterred because of this.
After all, it was one of the new Nine Emperors, one of the strongest nine beings in the Netherworld. If it were to retreat just because of a few words from the reincarnated Blood Emperor, then it would truly be a shock to everyone’s system.
“Good, then let me witness the strength of Lord Blood Emperor!” After pausing for a moment, the White Emperor said with a faint smile.
“Boom——”
The next moment, a terrifying aura surged from the White Emperor’s body, rapidly pressing towards Lin Yun.
Inside the space of the Heavenly Principle Tower.
“Not good!”
“This Ghost Practitioner is actually one of the Nine Emperors of the Netherworld! How did such a powerful being enter our universe! Lin Yun is absolutely no match for such a being!”
“It’s over! It’s all over! We’re done for!”
The spirit of the Heavenly Principle Tower, True Martial Saint Lord, Xia Qingqing, and the others watched the scene unfold with mounting anxiety, each speaking in tones of absolute despair.
From what they knew about the Ghost Practitioner Shan Black, each of the Nine Emperors was a supreme being in the Netherworld, likely at the Peak Saint King Realm. Lin Yun had just said that the adversary had reached the late Saint King Realm, and although they didn’t understand how Lin Yun knew that, even at the late stage of the Saint King Realm, it was not a level of strength they could deal with!
Lin Yun’s current strength, even facing a Peak Saint Lord, might not be enough, let alone facing a Saint King Level powerhouse, and such a formidable one at that.
“Even the strength of my master in his previous life is no match…” The spirit of the Heavenly Principle Tower almost cried out.
“No, I need to go out and be with Lin Yun…” Lin Mengmeng bit her lip and said.
“I’m going too…” said Xia Qingqing.
As they spoke, they immediately looked up at the spirit of the Heavenly Principle Tower. Now, within the space of the Heavenly Principle Tower, they couldn’t leave without the spirit’s permission.
Previously, when Lin Yun faced an enemy, they knew that the gap in strength between Lin Yun and his adversaries wasn’t too vast, at least not to the point of being utterly hopeless. If they were to join the battle, they would only drag Lin Yun down.
But at this moment, they understood that the gap between Lin Yun and the enemy was too great, so large that there wasn’t a glimmer of hope for survival. Now, they only wanted to be with Lin Yun.
To live, to live together.
To die, to die together.
“Wait!” Just then, the True Martial Saint Lord quickly said.
“Hmm?”
Everyone turned their attention to the projection from outside the Heavenly Principle Tower’s space, reacting to it.
They saw that Lin Yun, almost at the very moment before, had uttered the same words.
Lin Yun said to wait?
Could it be that Lin Yun had a way to resolve the crisis outside?
At this moment, Xia Qingqing and Lin Mengmeng were no longer in a rush to have the spirit of the Heavenly Principle Tower send them out. If Lin Yun truly had a way to resolve this crisis, then their presence might disrupt Lin Yun’s rhythm or make him worried, which would only add to the chaos.
“Hmm?”
At that moment, the White Emperor outside also frowned slightly, looking at Lin Yun with mild confusion, not understanding what Lin Yun meant by asking him to wait.
“Let me first strengthen my power…” Lin Yun said with a smile.
“Buzz!”
As he spoke, a Blood Sword appeared out of nowhere in his hand, humming and vibrating.
“Is this… the Blood Prison Sword? Indeed, this Bloodthirsty Sword, despite appearing significantly damaged, gives me a feeling that it’s anything but ordinary…” Seeing the sword that Lin Yun had revealed, the White Emperor’s pupils contracted slightly while a hint of greed flashed across, he thought silently.
“Boom!”
Just then, a powerful aura rose from Lin Yun’s body, shooting straight into the sky.
“An ascension from the superior Saint Lord Realm to the Peak Saint Lord Realm?” The White Emperor was shocked as he looked again towards Lin Yun.
Just a moment ago, it clearly felt that Lin Yun was quite a distance away from the Peak Saint Lord Realm, and now he was breaking through?
