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Becoming Great Emperor by Playing Game-Chapter 437: Luo Tao and the Others Leave, Chen Lan Cannot
Chen Lan’s vision went black, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a young man elegantly reclining on a chair in front of him, propping his cheek with his right hand, squinting slightly at him. No aura emanated from him, yet Chen Lan felt a sense of danger.
"Senior." Chen Lan cupped his fists and said, thinking that this must be the Netherworld Emperor.
Aside from that person, no one else could have the Great Divine Techniques to bring him here in an instant.
The Netherworld Emperor looked at Chen Lan, his eyes slightly widening.
So alike, too alike, this face is almost identical!
Could it really be him?! 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
"You know it’s me and that this is my territory, yet you dare cause trouble; you have quite the guts." The Netherworld Emperor tried hard to calm himself, speaking calmly.
Chen Lan remained silent; he didn’t know if the Netherworld Emperor was angry, but he was ready to fight at any moment.
In front of the Dao Emperor, he was not one to shy away from battle!
"Don’t be nervous. I brought you here not for what just happened, but for something else." The Netherworld Emperor smiled and slowly got up, coming in front of Chen Lan. His deep eyes stared at him, making Chen Lan a bit at a loss.
After what seemed like a long look, the Netherworld Emperor sighed, "You are not him."
Not understanding what the Netherworld Emperor meant, Chen Lan asked, "Senior, what have you brought me here for?"
"Why did you want to save him, the one in the Confusion Valley?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Lan’s body trembled. Could it be that the other party knew Forbidden Heaven was from the Demon Race, and because he saved someone from the Demon Race, the other party wanted to kill him?
"Because that senior taught me arrays, and I am not someone who forgets gratitude, so I tried to save him." Chen Lan answered truthfully; it was indeed one of the reasons.
"Did you know he was from the Demon Race?" The Netherworld Emperor suddenly laughed.
Seeing this, Chen Lan feigned shock, widening his eyes, "How could that be, is that senior from the Demon Race?"
The Netherworld Emperor watched Chen Lan’s changed expression, the smile lingered, as if he’d seen through Chen Lan’s act, and continued to ask, "Do you have no grievances against the Demon Race?"
"No, I have no grievances with the Demon Race." Chen Lan shook his head. As the Demon Emperor himself, there were no grievances to speak of.
"In that case, I won’t pursue what just happened. Others can leave, but you must stay for the celebration." The Netherworld Emperor returned to his seat.
Chen Lan’s heart shook. The other insisted on him staying, but allowing Luo Tao and others to leave first was also good.
"Thank you, Senior."
"Go." The Netherworld Emperor casually waved his hand, and a spatial rift appeared. Chen Lan hesitated for a moment but eventually walked into it.
...
The third underground level.
Everyone was still waiting for Chen Lan to return when suddenly a spatial rift appeared. They were like facing a formidable enemy, only relaxing completely when they saw Chen Lan walking out of it.
"Brother Lan, are you alright?" Luo Tao hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
"I’m fine, let’s go." Chen Lan shook his head with a smile.
The others were still gazing at Chen Lan with curious eyes. To see the real carefree Celestial Venerable before them was indeed shocking.
Yan Yu and Gu Ying, on the other hand, felt somewhat disappointed because Chen Lan hadn’t looked at them at all; he was talking with Luo Tao the entire time. Did the Great Emperor not like the two of them?
With a flick of his fingers, Chen Lan opened a spatial rift and turned to Luo Tao and the others: "Once you walk inside, you’ll see a man named Forbidden Heaven. I’ve already instructed him to activate the teleportation array to get you out of here."
Upon hearing this, Luo Tao sensed something was amiss and quickly spoke, "Aren’t you coming with us?"
His words stirred surprise among everyone, looking towards Chen Lan—the Sect Leader not coming with them?
"I can’t leave yet. You all go ahead." Chen Lan smiled gently, not explaining further. It was already good that he could let Luo Tao and others leave first.
"No, you must come with us." Luo Tao shook his head, with others chiming in agreement.
"Yes, Sect Leader, come with us quickly, it’s too dangerous here, the strength of the people in this world is so formidable."
"Especially that one from the Underworld earlier; if they come over, we’re all doomed."
"Let’s run; it’s not safe to stay here too long."
Chen Lan shook his head with a smile, "It’s fine; the Underworld has been overtaken by me, becoming my new domain, and Blue Star currently can’t be returned to, so you all hide in the Underworld for now."
With these words, the group was shocked, Blue Star can’t be returned to?!
"Could it be that Blue Star has already..." Peng Dahai imagined the worst outcome, shocked.
"No, it’s a long story. Blue Star is fine, it’s just that we can’t return to it," Chen Lan said, at which the group finally relaxed, relieved that Blue Star was okay.
Luo Tao wanted to say more but was swept into the spatial rift by Chen Lan’s large hand, along with everyone else. After everyone had gone in, the spatial rift closed.
"Though I don’t know what that senior wants, it seems he harbors no ill will towards me. Let’s see how it unfolds." Chen Lan mused.
Currently unable to leave this Netherworld City, he could only stay and wait, perhaps in a few days, that person would allow him to leave.
...
Everything Chen Lan did was within the Netherworld Emperor’s view.
"He has no demonic qi, he’s not him." The Netherworld Emperor felt disappointed yet extremely puzzled, "That face is almost identical; could the senior have mistaken his identity for the same reason?"
The world is vast and full of wonders; over the last million years, he’s seen three people resembling the Demon Emperor, yet none of them were the Demon Emperor and are all dead now.
Based on appearance alone, one cannot be confirmed as the Demon Emperor, unless there’s demonic qi or a particular tone, but the temperament of the one just now was completely different from the Demon Emperor, and his roots were extremely youthful, just over twenty.
"Wait, that Ye Lan looked much like the Demon Emperor as well, though he seemed to have been punished to the lower realm back then. This person seems also to have come from the lower realm, it appears to be that Ye Lan."
Having figured this, the Netherworld Emperor sorted it out. This person is not the Demon Emperor but Ye Lan, merely here to save a friend from Blue Star.
But can two people look so similar and really not be the same?
The Netherworld Emperor felt he was sick with longing, so much did he want to see that person again, so much longed to hear that cold yet warm tone once more.
He could never forget the words: "Don’t be afraid, I’ll take you to kill."
Once, he was a Netherworld Race member whose clan was annihilated by enemies; it was the Demon Emperor who led him to slaughter every enemy and avenge him. Without the Demon Emperor, he would have died long ago, never becoming the Netherworld Emperor he is now.
Nobody knew about his past; for a million years, he’s always claimed to eradicate the world’s Demon Race, yet the number of Demon Race he’s rescued is uncountable. This Netherworld City still secretly harbors many of the Demon Race here, living under assumed names, and he guarantees their safety.
"My Demon Emperor, where are you? Today is my birthday, if you can hear, would you come see your little Netherworld again?"







