In the Northern River World, five leaders flew to the towering palace suspended high in the sky, stopping before its grand gates.
“Brother Tianchen,” one of the leaders, an eight-armed giant, quickly spoke up. “Please relay our request for an audience with the Divine Emperor.”
“Oh?”
The guard at the palace gates was a silver-haired man, also a Monarch-level expert—otherwise, he wouldn’t have the qualifications to stand as the sole guardian of the entire Northern River Divine Palace. The silver-haired man smiled. “Aren’t your five clans supposed to be attacking the Starlight World? As leaders, you should be overseeing the battle there. Why have you all come here?”
“Don’t even mention it,” the eight-armed giant said urgently. “A mysterious expert emerged from the Starlight World and inflicted heavy losses on us. Brother Tianchen, please hurry and relay our message.”
“Very well, I’ll do so immediately.” The silver-haired man promptly split off an avatar, which swiftly headed into the depths of the palace.
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Before a field of purple flowers stood a figure in a green robe, hands clasped behind his back, silently gazing at the blossoms with eyes as deep and unfathomable as the sea. Even standing there, he exuded an aura of chilling, blood-soaked majesty!
The reputation of the ‘Northern River Divine Emperor’ was truly carved from countless battles.
His sword gleamed like a celestial river, dazzling and brilliant, forcing all who beheld it to bow in submission. Even in the wager battles among the four Divine Emperors under the rule of Supreme Haogu, the Northern River Divine Emperor successively defeated the other three, establishing himself as the most terrifying existence in this vast dominion, second only to Supreme Haogu himself. A single command from him could make countless worlds tremble in submission.
Whoosh.
A streak of light descended from afar—the avatar of the silver-haired man, who bowed respectfully. “Divine Emperor.”
“What is it?” The Northern River Divine Emperor remained fixated on the flowers, his voice calm.
“The leaders of the five clans—Fire Cocoon and the others—request an audience,” the silver-haired man reported.
“Oh? Let them in,” the Divine Emperor commanded.
“As you wish.”
The avatar swiftly departed.
In mere moments, the five clan leaders arrived, trembling with reverence as they bowed in unison. “We pay our respects to the Divine Emperor.”
Only then did the Northern River Divine Emperor turn to face them, his gaze cool as he regarded the five. “You abandon your campaign to come here. Has something gone wrong?”
“Yes,” replied an ugly, crimson-skinned man respectfully. “Our five clans attacked the Starlight World as planned. Initially, everything proceeded smoothly. But then a white-robed youth calling himself ‘Flying Snow Divine Emperor’ appeared. He wielded terrifying soul techniques—with a single thought, he ensnared all thirty of our elite experts in slumber, capturing them en masse. Against his soul arts, numbers mean nothing! Though the five of us together could resist his techniques, our strength would still be diminished. Meanwhile, we’d face the combined assault of the Starlight Ruler and his forces in battle formations. We would likely be at a disadvantage, and our subordinates would be at risk of annihilation. Thus, we withdrew for the time being.”
“Among the thirty captured, were there any Monarchs?” the Divine Emperor asked.
“No, none were Monarchs,” the crimson-skinned man confirmed.
“Windmist,” the Divine Emperor called.
Instantly, formless mist coalesced beside him, shaping into an alluring silver-armored woman. She bowed deeply. “Divine Emperor.”
“Have you heard of this ‘Flying Snow Divine Emperor’?” the Divine Emperor inquired.
The silver-armored woman paused briefly, then answered after a moment’s thought. “Within the Broken Tooth Mountain Range, no such figure is known. But in the Heartcontinent of the Realm, there is a renowned figure called ‘Flying Snow Great Sovereign.’ He once operated under the alias ‘Daoist Tianxin,’ single-handedly intimidating all the demonic powers of the Heartcontinent. He even thwarted the schemes of the Undying Nether Emperor, provoking his wrath. When the Undying Nether Emperor uncovered his identity, he stormed Flying Snow City in retaliation. During that battle, the Starlight Ruler appeared to aid in repelling the Undying Nether Emperor. Yet the Undying Nether Emperor unleashed his full might, sweeping aside all opposition. Ultimately, the Flying Snow Great Sovereign relied on the city’s numerous formations to hold his ground.”
“Based on analysis, the Flying Snow Great Sovereign is likely a second-tier Cosmic God. Though he possesses a Hunyuan weapon, his personal strength is negligible,” the silver-armored woman explained.
As one of the Divine Emperor’s nine personal retainers, she constantly gathered intelligence from all corners.
In truth, whether in the Heartcontinent or among the indigenous tribes, information spread swiftly.
The ‘Deathblade Clan,’ however, was different—even internal communication was painfully slow. Ninety-nine percent of their kind possessed beast-like intellects, and even the smarter ones relied on rudimentary sound-based messaging. The ‘Kings’ of floating islands rarely ventured beyond their domains, leaving them largely isolated from the outside world.
Though Dongbo Xueying had swept through several floating islands with his illusory realm techniques, his name remained obscure among the Deathblade Clan.
Among the indigenous tribes, he had only just begun to make waves—and the strongest he’d faced so far was merely a ‘King.’ Yet word had already reached the Northern River Divine Emperor!
“The Starlight Ruler once aided him?” The Divine Emperor nodded faintly. “Then it must be this ‘Flying Snow Divine Emperor.'”
The silver-armored woman waved a hand, conjuring an image of the white-robed youth beside her.
“That’s him!”
“Yes, it’s him!”
The five clan leaders’ eyes lit up in recognition.
The Divine Emperor gave a slight nod. “Bold indeed, to oppose me without even disguising his appearance. Since your five clans lack the strength, I shall dispatch additional experts to assist you.”
“Divine Emperor, thirty of our elites have already been captured. If we attack again, the Starlight Clan may retaliate fiercely—” a three-eyed man interjected anxiously.
“Enough.” The Divine Emperor’s voice turned icy, his gaze sharp as a blade.
The three-eyed man choked back his words, cowed into silence.
Having served the Divine Emperor for so long, they knew his temper well.
“This campaign cannot afford setbacks,” the Divine Emperor declared coldly. “No one—no one—will stand in my way.”
He was the newest rising star among the Divine Emperors, yet also the strongest. Why? Because he was ruthless—to himself and to his subordinates.
After all, whether it was him or the lofty ‘Supremes,’ they were all still at the Monarch level. A Supreme was merely a perfected Monarch. If a group of powerful Monarchs united, they could rival a Supreme—the gap was not insurmountable, and numbers could bridge it.
The Northern River Divine Emperor had once ruled a dominion with absolute authority, commanding all experts within it and forging the ‘Thirty-Six Divine Generals.’
United, these thirty-six could stand against a Supreme!
He alone had achieved this feat.
Other Divine Emperors held weaker sway over their territories, with indigenous worlds paying only lip service to their rule while living independently. Thus, the other three Divine Emperors under Supreme Haogu could not muster forces comparable to his.
“Only by uniting these experts can I seize more resources, securing my place as the foremost among the four Divine Emperors.”
“Through wagers and schemes, I claimed the territory of the fallen Dustlight Divine Emperor.”
“If I can fully consolidate it, my power will grow exponentially.”
The Northern River Divine Emperor harbored no fear of Supreme Haogu. Even one-on-one, he would only be at a slight disadvantage—and with his thirty-six loyal Divine Generals, he was confident.
To fully conquer a vast dominion, patience would yield surer results. But the Divine Emperor lacked such patience. Believing his strength and the might of his Divine Generals sufficient, he preferred swift conquest. The current ‘delay’ was merely to temper his forces through battle.
In life-or-death struggles, experts were more likely to awaken their bloodline potential.
“Flying Snow Divine Emperor?” The Northern River Divine Emperor didn’t spare him a second thought.
No one would obstruct his path.
He would become the third Supreme of the indigenous tribes—no matter what.
“This is trouble,” the five clan leaders exchanged uneasy glances, sensing the Divine Emperor’s unshakable resolve.
“If the weak are useless against soul techniques,” the Divine Emperor said indifferently, “then Gluttonous Cloud, Windmist—you two siblings—along with ‘Skeletal Dragon Divine General,’ shall assist the five leaders in subduing the Starlight World. There’s no need to prolong this any further.”
The five leaders remained composed upon hearing the names of Gluttonous Cloud and Windmist.
But at the mention of ‘Skeletal Dragon Divine General,’ their faces paled in shock.
“Skeletal Dragon Divine General?”
“The Divine Emperor clearly seeks a swift and decisive victory,” they murmured in disbelief.
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