Becoming Great Emperor by Playing Game-Chapter 396: Netherworld, Great Emperor of the Netherworld

Chapter 396: Chapter 396: Netherworld, Great Emperor of the Netherworld

Chen Lan hung high in the sky, the dark clouds retreated, and snowflakes began to fall from the sky, exquisitely romantic and beautiful.

But this dazzling scene was more terrifying than hell in the eyes of the old man in red robes!

"Domain!" the old man in red robes shouted in horror, Chen Lan had used a domain.

In this snow-covered place, he used the domain of the Ice Dao, this natural battlefield seemed tailor-made for him!

Not good, I must run away quickly!

Although he also had a domain, a great Dao domain couldn’t be used carelessly; if he activated it now, his domain would surely be no match for Chen Lan’s and would be instantly crushed. If his domain collapsed instead of dissipating naturally, he would suffer a devastating backlash, lethal enough to either strip him of his fighting capability or, at worst, annihilate him completely.

Under the current circumstances, even the former was just as lethal.

He didn’t even care about the Celestial Cold Snow Lotus anymore, took to his heels, and flew into the distance. Suddenly, the world spun, and everything went black in front of his eyes. He was pulled into an entirely new environment, standing amidst a field of white snow, with nothing else around!

"Damn it!!!" the old man in red robes shouted angrily. He had been dragged into the domain, and there were only two ways out: endure without being killed by Chen Lan until the domain’s effectiveness expired and then escape, or defeat Chen Lan; if not, death was inevitable.

The former seemed more hopeful, as for defeating Chen Lan, he had little confidence in himself. Just now, even three or four people couldn’t defeat Chen Lan, how could he possibly do it alone!

Instantly, the old man pulled out multiple talismans, continuously sticking them onto himself, chanting something. Golden lights flashed, and several layers of barriers formed around his body. Moreover, his body shone with golden light, seemingly significantly enhancing his defense.

Not only this, but he also took out numerous magical treasures to protect himself, surrounding his body, fully armed to prevent being instantly killed by Chen Lan.

After swallowing countless elixirs, the old man finally had a bit of confidence that he wouldn’t be killed by Chen Lan!

"Tsk tsk tsk, was all this really necessary?" Chen Lan, high up in the sky, seeing all this, shook his head and laughed helplessly.

He didn’t expect the old man to be so afraid of him, going to such lengths, which was quite amusing.

"Come, let’s battle," the old man mustered his courage and said.

"Since you’re so afraid of me, why not become my servant and serve me forever, and I won’t kill you," Chen Lan said with a faint smile.

Generally, he preferred to collect servants unless it was someone he particularly wanted to kill.

Upon hearing this, the old man was stunned, silent, and speechless.

Chen Lan thought he would rather die than submit, and was about to act when he saw the old man suddenly kneel down. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"I am Li Guolong, at your service, master!" The old man knelt decisively, but his heart was bleeding.

Damn, how could I forget about submission, wasted so many divine pills, what a pity.

Chen Lan didn’t expect the old man to submit so readily, but since he had spoken, he didn’t intend to kill him either. He pointed out a finger, and Soul Dao Power instantly invaded the old man’s mind: "Relax your mind and let me imprint the Soul Mark."

The old man obediently allowed Chen Lan to brand him, and in no time, his eyes cleared, and he loyally shouted: "Master."

In an instant, the space returned to normal, back to the world before, Chen Lan slowly descended, looked at the loyal Li Guolong, and nodded with satisfaction: "Good, you can go, help me find the other three."

The three he referred to were the ones who had besieged him earlier.

Li Guolong nodded heavily and left instantly.

Chen Lan stepped towards the Celestial Cold Snow Lotus, picked it, the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

He felt the Ice Dao within it. If he refined it all, he would surely reach the pinnacle of the Ice Dao!

Unexpectedly, his first great Dao to reach the pinnacle wasn’t Thunder Dao but Ice Dao; could this be destiny?

In his past life, he also cultivated Ice Dao, it seems that in the grand scheme of things, Ice Dao had a greater affinity with him.

Without hesitation, Chen Lan immediately sat cross-legged, coincidentally on this snowy mountain, advantageous for comprehending Ice Dao, making practice here twice the result with half the effort.

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Netherworld.

This was a realm of extreme Yin, also the habitation of ghosts, ghost cultivators, and evil demon beasts, due to the potent Yin Qi here, which was suitable for their cultivation.

In a barren area with no greenery, urgent cries echoed.

"Grandpa Chunqiu! Grandpa Chunqiu! Wake up, please wake up!"

Li Chunqiu lay on the ground, unconscious, with Little Die beside him, crying and shaking his shoulders frantically, trying to wake him, but it was all in vain.

"Brother Ye, where are you? I’m so scared," Little Die cried out; although she had lived a long time, her heart was still like a child’s, perhaps because she had never left Soldier Emperor City.

Having no cultivation, she didn’t know how to save Li Chunqiu, nor did she know where they were, surrounded by a sense of fear and despair, just longing to see Chen Lan, for he was her only salvation.

"Where did this little girl come from, crying here?"

Just then, a hoarse and aged voice suddenly sounded, scaring Little Die into silence, but she had already been discovered.

They saw a young man and an old man approaching, but their faces were extremely strange and terrifying, a dark bluish hue, not resembling human skin, more like skin after being poisoned!

The two scrutinized Little Die, then observed Li Chunqiu, the old man’s expression changed: "It’s actually Corpse Poison, could it be the work of the Corpse Yin Sect?"

"Doesn’t seem like it, this Corpse Poison isn’t from the Corpse Yin Sect. If it were, this person would have died long ago, how could he still be alive now? It seems more like some minor type of Corpse Poison, not something this person could endure," the young man shook his head, speaking coldly, his eyes shifting to Little Die, his mouth curling slightly.

"Elder Mo, do you think this little girl has a certain charm? Does the Great Emperor of the Netherworld like her? If we send her over to the Netherworld festival in half a month, could we win his favor?" the young man secretly sent a message to the old man.

Upon hearing this, Elder Mo squinted his eyes slightly, scrutinizing Little Die carefully, his gaze extremely invasive, making Little Die feel distinctly uncomfortable, bowing her head, not daring to meet their eyes. However, she lacked the strength to flee, nor could she abandon Grandpa Chunqiu and run away alone.

"Little girl, I see you have excellent aptitude. I wish to take you as my disciple. Would you be willing?"

Upon hearing this, Little Die knew the old man was scheming because everyone who had met her said she had no aptitude, destined to be a mortal, never able to cultivate.

"Can you save my grandpa? If you can, then I’ll agree to you," Little Die spoke.

This might be a way to save Li Chunqiu.

Hearing this, the old man laughed.

"Of course, he is suffering from Corpse Poison, and we happen to know people from the Corpse Yin Sect, having them come to save him would be easy enough."