Becoming Great Emperor by Playing Game-Chapter 405: On the Road, But It’s a Road to Death

Chapter 405: Chapter 405: On the Road, But It’s a Road to Death

Golden Gate Temple.

"Benefactor, put down the butcher’s knife, turn back to the shore, and do not commit further slaughter!"

Atop the high mountains stands a vast temple, receiving countless devotees annually who come to burn incense and worship Buddha. It is bustling beyond compare. However, at this very moment, the sacred temple, which cannot tolerate the slightest impurity, is strewn with corpses. Neither Buddhist monks nor believers died peacefully; their bodies were dismembered, skulls shattered, and their deaths were so horrifying that it was unbearable to look at!

Inside the temple, there is a towering statue of Buddha with a benevolent face, sketching a smile of universal compassion, seated cross-legged on a high throne. Yet, in front of this sacred and inviolate statue lies a high monk, vomiting blood and barely alive on the ground, a sharp blade embedded in his chest. A black-robed man stands before him, looking indifferently at the high monk.

The high monk tried to persuade the man, but as soon as his words fell, another sword was thrust into him by the opponent, and his breath instantly plummeted. This high monk was actually a Daoist Venerable!

"Buddha, my master says, is the most disgusting, thinking himself merciful, but his deeds are no better than a demon’s." The man spoke coldly, lifting his sword to easily cut off the high monk’s head, absorbing a wisp of blood energy into his body.

Corpses were scattered all around him; over a thousand people in one temple died by his hand.

"Since you’re here, come out and meet me." The man spoke coldly, glancing to the side.

Suddenly, the void cracked open, and Chen Lan emerged from within. He first glanced at the high monk and then at the man. Looking at that familiar face, he could confirm it was his first disciple.

Although he had no deep feelings for this disciple, he was, after all, Chen Lan’s first disciple, and he felt responsible, unable to simply watch as the other was controlled without doing anything.

"Who is the master behind you?" Chen Lan asked. The man didn’t reply immediately but slightly frowned, then spoke after a while: "Who are you? Why does my head hurt when I see you, and fragments of memories appear in my mind? Do I know you?"

Upon hearing this, it was Chen Lan’s turn to frown. It seemed the person controlling from behind had already erased Li Luo’s memory.

"In that case, let me help you restore it a bit, Li Luo." Chen Lan said blandly, pointing with a finger, and a powerful and immense Soul Dao Power instantly surged into Li Luo’s mind.

Ah!!!

Li Luo immediately clutched his head, crying out in pain, and fell kneeling to the ground, his whole body curling like a cooked shrimp, twisting and struggling madly.

Chen Lan watched expressionlessly until a mass of black gas poured out from Li Luo and floated in mid-air, gradually forming the outline of a person. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"Who dares to destroy my plan!!!" The black gas roared angrily, its aura extremely terrifying, with overwhelming pressure that instantly descended—it was a Taoist Saint.

"A mere Taoist Saint, suppress!" Chen Lan said blandly, unleashing a burst of pressure, instantly shrinking the black gas to half its size.

"You’re a Taoist Saint too, and even stronger than me. Please, senior, spare me!" The black gas immediately became submissive, trying to escape, but was caught in Chen Lan’s large hand, trapped within his grasp.

Looking at the struggling black gas figure in his right hand, Chen Lan smirked coldly: "Who are you? Do you realize this is my disciple?"

"I didn’t know—this is a disciple I bought at a high price from the Enslaving Empire, completely unaware it was senior’s disciple!" The black gas confessed fearfully; had he known it was the senior’s disciple, he wouldn’t have dared to purchase him even on pain of death.

He had favored this child’s Blood Evil Body—it wasn’t an excellent physique, but he urgently needed a disciple back then and had little money, so he could only buy this child.

"What have you done to him?" Chen Lan asked, noting Li Luo was currently of Daoist Venerable strength.

The Blood Evil Body was formidable but not to such an extent. What had happened during this period?

"Hmm? Does senior not know this child’s physique is not a Blood Evil Body but a Blood Demon Body?"

Chen Lan was slightly taken aback, looking at Li Luo, who knelt on the ground, motionless but extremely peaceful. He had merely fainted, but there was no cause for worry.

A Blood Demon Body? And what is this physique?

Continuing his questioning, Chen Lan listened. Not knowing even of the Blood Demon Body, the black gas figure couldn’t help but be puzzled, wondering if Chen Lan was an old monster secluded for thousands of years, unfamiliar with worldly matters?

Even without knowing about the Blood Demon Body, in principle, he didn’t need to tell Chen Lan. But right now, his principles were trapped in Chen Lan’s hand, and his life could be lost at any moment.

"The Blood Demon Body, superior to the Blood Evil Body, this physique is extremely peculiar. The more injuries it sustains, the stronger it becomes. It can also absorb blood—the more blood absorbed, the stronger it gets. It can absorb any creature’s blood. This physique is referred to as a demon body, defying Heavenly Dao, yet many desire it."

Indeed, who wouldn’t wish for a physique that becomes stronger by absorbing blood?

Toiling hard for tens of thousands of years might not improve as fast as absorbing blood for a few months. The disparity is too great.

Yet Chen Lan believed it wasn’t that simple; if such a physique were so favorable, those awakened to it should all be powerful. After all, becoming stronger by absorbing blood meant no need to cultivate, just random killings each day.

The black gas figure had just mentioned defying the Heavenly Dao—this might be linked.

"If I guess correctly, those with this physique typically don’t live long."

The world is balanced. To grant such a strong physique, there must be drawbacks. You can’t have all gains without any detriments.

"Indeed, the stronger the power grows, the more severe the life force depletion. This depletion is irreversible unless one reaches the pinnacle in the path of life; then, it might be possible to find a way to break it." The black gas figure nodded.

Li Luo was already a Daoist Venerable, with the figure having fed him many valuable Essence Bloods, helping him unlock the Blood Demon Body. His life force depletion was extreme, with only a century of lifespan remaining. A Daoist Venerable living only a hundred years is truly laughable and absurd.

But for Li Luo to reach Daoist Venerable in less than a month, it became reasonable.

After all, for others, reaching Daoist Venerable from an ordinary person in less than a month is simply impossible.

"I observe that he lacks the Grand Dao, how was this achieved?"

Could it be that this Blood Demon Body does not need any Grand Dao to become a Daoist Venerable?

Indeed, the black gas figure’s following words did not surprise him.

"The Blood Demon Body can ignore any rules. If his life can withstand the depletion, he might even break through to Dao Emperor—this is the most baffling reason for all who awaken this body, extremely remarkable."

Hearing this, Chen Lan looked at Li Luo, not expecting this Blood Demon Body to be so formidable. So long as one does not die, one could become a Dao Emperor, truly enviable.

"Alright, I know what I need to know. You may leave now."

After saying this, Chen Lan pinched sharply. The black gas figure didn’t even react before turning into gray smoke, dissipating.

The road he mentioned was a road to death.