Chapter 787: Seeing the Scholar Tiger Again, Subduing Destiny

The Land of Chaos.

Whether Star Moon had reached the Human Emperor's side, Su Yu did not know, but he knew Star Moon was safe.

The Great Dao of Life and Death lay with Star Moon; Star Moon's life and death, Su Yu could grasp.

At this moment, Su Yu began to delve deep into Chaos.

Chaos knows no time, no directions, no rules.

Here, there is only darkness, only nothingness...

Perhaps there are dangers within Chaos, some continents, some divine mountains, but they are rare. Places like Chaos Mountain, that chaotic land, were actually born after the later Heaven-Splitting, when Chaos spread and extended.

That is not true Chaos.

True Chaos is just as Su Yu sees now: dark, silent, perhaps years without glimpsing any life.

...

Deep into Chaos.

Exploring the path, probing how to reach the Upper Realm.

This group, King Nan and the others, were actually clearing the way ahead; most dangers, they had already resolved.

Su Yu's speed was not slow.

Since those Chaos Dragons and such could come and even go to the Upper Realm, it meant the route was unobstructed, as long as no danger arose midway.

The distance should not be too far. Su Yu recalled that last time he split the heavens, not long after, that great bird from the Upper Realm arrived. So, the distance was actually quite close; a direct traverse would suffice.

Su Yu journeyed onward, and along the way, he encountered an ancient beast.

Its strength was not too great; Su Yu slapped it dead on the spot.

And along the path, Su Yu also saw traces of battle, some energy fluctuations in the void, which he could sense were the methods of King Nan and his group.

He continued to track them.

After about half a day, Su Yu caught up with King Nan and the others.

...

Deep in Chaos, a broken small mountain floated in the entire void.

At this moment, King Nan and his group were here.

King Nan, Blue Sky, Skyfire, Fat Ball, and Lanshan were all present.

However, they had not continued forward.

When Su Yu's faint fluctuations came, King Nan quickly sensed them. He turned his head to look; behind him, Su Yu drifted over. Sensing that they were all here, Su Yu was slightly puzzled.

Why weren't they moving?

Following their gaze, he looked ahead. In front, a glimmer of light seemed to appear.

Seeing Su Yu arrive, King Nan quickly transmitted: "There seems to be land ahead. We're not sure if it's the Chaos Mountain region, nor do we know the specifics, but just now, some ancient beasts flew past here. We're worried that rushing in rashly might expose us."

"Ancient beasts, many?"

"Quite a few. Five or six ancient beasts flew by in succession!"

That was indeed many. In Chaos, encountering ancient beasts was rare; seeing five or six at once meant this place might truly be Chaos Mountain.

Su Yu looked in that direction, then at the broken small mountain they were perched on. It was extremely sturdy; in the past, this mountain would have been a treasure, but now Su Yu did not think much of it.

"No matter!"

Su Yu smiled. "You wait here. I'll go take a look!"

As soon as he spoke, Su Yu transformed into a massive fierce tiger, with chaotic energy spilling from his body!

Roaring toward the sky, Su Yu swiftly flew forward.

Just a disguise!

Now, Su Yu, having opened the power of ten thousand paths and constantly analyzing Chaos, found it simple to disguise chaotic energy. This stuff was just the chaotic power of ten thousand paths—hard to sort out, but easy to mix.

Behind him, Blue Sky quickly transformed. In the blink of an eye, he became a gray eagle, spreading its wings and flying directly toward Su Yu, also exuding chaotic energy.

The others could only watch helplessly.

Few could currently transform chaotic energy.

...

"Why did you follow?"

Su Yu asked. Blue Sky transmitted: "Following His Majesty, lest His Majesty encounter danger!"

Su Yu laughed. Underestimating whom?

Come if you will!

"How is your comprehension of the Ten-Thousand-Path Divine Text?"

"Mediocre!"

Blue Sky transmitted with a smile: "Your Majesty need not worry. The combat power of a Celestial Venerable is not too difficult. With a bit of insight, I will soon possess that level!"

This was no great feat.

A minor issue!

You're something!

Su Yu did not bother to say more. Among those under his command, a few needed his guidance, but the rest did not require his instruction.

The two flew toward the bright spot. Soon, their eyes lit up.

A vast continent appeared before them.

Chaos Mountain!

It must be Chaos Mountain.

Just as they reached the edge of the continent, they heard human voices—true human speech.

"Here they come again!"

"Lately, ancient beasts keep flying in from deep Chaos. Could that Broken-Tail Dragon and Eight-Winged Tiger really be planning to gather beasts here and claim the mountain as their own?"

"How strange. Why have those two ancient beasts taken over Chaos Mountain and refused to leave? With their strength, even in deep Chaos, they are not weak... Ancient beasts prefer to wander Chaos. Why would they stay at Chaos Mountain?"

"Who knows? These two new ancient beasts are not weak either, both at the level of He Dao. Record it..."

Su Yu and Blue Sky glanced sideways into the distance. There were two men.

Neither was weak.

One was roughly at the third-rank He Dao level, the other at second-rank.

Though Su Yu now had many strong subordinates, second-rank He Dao was the level of Tian Gu and Old Turtle in the past—not weak, formidable anywhere. Even with the abundance of kings now, they were still few.

These two stood on a small hill watching them, quite bold.

Seeing Su Yu and Blue Sky look their way, one of the men suddenly erupted with a fierce chaotic energy, and a will vibrated over: "My territory!"

Chaotic Power!

Su Yu’s mind cleared—this was the guise of a primordial chaos beast, though in human form… But beasts cared not for form; untainted by chaos and brimming with its power, in their eyes, one was simply a Chaos Ancient Clan.

Among the ancient beasts, the strong claimed territories that were not to be violated—they honored the law of the mighty.

“A man from the Prison King’s lineage?”

Su Yu asked, and Lan Tian transmitted back, “Who else could it be?”

No one else!

It was the Prison King’s lineage, without a doubt!

That lineage was remarkable too, having taken root deep in Chaos Mountain. From the look of it, these fellows were intimately familiar with ancient beasts and chaos itself. The question was: had they never delved deep into chaos?

Otherwise, they should have known that the lower realm and the death spirit domain could be connected.

Or perhaps they did know, but simply couldn’t be bothered?

That didn’t fit either.

Maybe they dared not go?

Still wrong—could it be that before, with terrors like the Chaos Dragon and the Eight-Winged Tiger blocking the path, these people had been too afraid to venture deeper?

That guess had some ring of truth!

The Eight-Winged Tiger had not been far from the chaos bordering the death spirit domain—when Su Yu opened the sky, the tiger had come in a flash!

With such a terrifying, Heavenly Lord-level existence blocking the way, it was only natural the Prison King’s lineage would think twice about probing deeper.

Such thoughts ran through Su Yu’s mind as he ignored them.

Now was not the time to move against them!

First, find the Eight-Winged Tiger!

From what they said, most of the ancient beasts coming from chaos nowadays were flocking to the Eight-Winged Tiger and the Broken-Tailed Dragon. Were these two setting up their own sect here?

Were they really planning to occupy Chaos Mountain?

What were they thinking?

Su Yu found it odd too. Instead of staying in chaos, knowing full well Chaos Mountain was dangerous, why had they come? What was their game?

The Broken-Tailed Dragon might be one thing, but the Eight-Winged Tiger was no fool.

This self-proclaimed “scholar tiger” was no dullard—he had to know this place was perilous, yet he had come anyway, leaving Su Yu admittedly baffled.

Third Month knew where the Eight-Winged Tiger was, and Su Yu had inquired. Now, he headed straight toward the tiger’s direction.

Behind him, the two from the Prison King’s lineage continued chatting: “Is this the beast horde the Eight-Winged Tiger summoned? The ancient beasts have been growing in number these past few days!”

“Indeed, if this keeps up, Chaos Mountain will become dangerous. What are these creatures after, anyway?”

“The Gate of Hell—what else could it be?”

“…”

Their voices were low, but for Su Yu, eavesdropping was trivial. Hearing this, he felt a flicker of surprise.

The Gate of Hell!

Both the Eight-Winged Tiger and the Broken-Tailed Dragon had come for the Gate of Hell?

The Gate of Hell… Did they intend to enter it? Or something else?

Lan Tian had clearly heard as well and transmitted, “Your Majesty, what benefit is the Gate of Hell to them? Those two had been in chaos before and knew of the Gate—why didn’t they come earlier, and now, knowing that the myriad races and the Prison King’s lineage are locked in strife, they suddenly show up? Strange indeed!”

It was indeed strange!

Even if they wanted to fish in troubled waters, the best move would still be to lurk in chaos. Why reveal themselves openly?

Were they trying to emulate Su Yu?

The key question was—did these two also have hidden agents?

The more he thought, the less he understood.

Never mind. If understanding wouldn’t come, he would stop thinking.

He would speak with the Eight-Winged Tiger first. If cooperation truly proved impossible, so be it—he would just test the waters.

…

Chaos Mountain, at the end of the Chaos River.

This was also the fringe of Chaos Mountain, where a massive peak stood.

That peak was now occupied by the Eight-Winged Tiger.

Over the entire mountain, ancient beasts were numerous, their auras crisscrossing the air.

Though the tiger had arrived not long ago, it had swiftly used its overwhelming power to subdue the local beasts. Along with the Chaos Dragon, each controlled one half, ruling north and south. Under their command, there were thirty or forty Dao-Integration ancient beasts—a force to be reckoned with!

Now, four major powers occupied the four cardinal directions.

Beyond Chaos Mountain, to the east, the myriad races held sway.

To the west, at the far end, the Prison King’s lineage held control.

In the south and north, the Eight-Winged Tiger dwelled in the south, and the Chaos Dragon in the north.

The Eight-Winged Tiger and the Chaos Dragon had not allied—dragon and tiger were not harmonious. The Broken-Tailed Dragon could not subdue the Eight-Winged Tiger, and the tiger had no interest in cooperating with that creature. Thus, they belonged to separate factions.

And precisely because of their presence, the myriad races and the Prison King’s lineage had recently grown calm, ceasing hostilities.

These two parties were like a pair of agitators, stirring the war into stillness.

Moreover, of late, both factions seemed intent on summoning chaos beasts to their side. More and more ancient beasts arrived, as if they intended to stay.

…

At that very moment, on the high peak.

At the summit.

A stone-carved great hall stood. Inside, two people sat.

Drinking tea!

Yes, tea.

One had a tiger head and a tiger brain, looking honest and simple, with a faint “king” character etched upon its brow—the Eight-Winged Tiger!

The other was the celestial and otherworldly Marquis of Heavenly Fate.

As for “tea”—well, though the Marquis wore a placid expression, in his heart he was cursing.

To hell with your tea!

He had no idea where this tiger had scrounged up some soy sauce—or something like it.

The Marquis hadn’t encountered such fare in ages.

Oh, he had tasted it once, long, long ago.

At this moment, the Eight-Winged Tiger wore an expression of pure enjoyment, savoring the soy sauce.

As for the transformed Eight-Winged Tiger, clad in a mismatched white robe, it was truly jarring to behold for the Heavenly Mandate Marquis—he wanted to mock it, yet had no choice but to force a smile.

Moreover, on the stone table lay an ancient tome, and this Eight-Winged Tiger was actually reading it, even swaying its head from side to side!

I give up!

The Heavenly Mandate Marquis was utterly speechless.

Dressed in a white Confucian robe, sipping soy sauce, reading some nameless trash book titled *Eighteen Methods of Dismemberment*, swaying its head—anyone seeing this would think they’d wandered into the wrong place.

This was the Eight-Winged Tiger’s lair.

And this stone-built hall actually bore a grand name—the Dao Palace!

Two crudely scrawled characters hung outside the hall, utterly shabby and unashamed!

The Heavenly Mandate Marquis had been here, accompanying this tiger, reading books for three days, drinking dozens of cups of soy sauce, and each time, the Eight-Winged Tiger politely refilled his cup.

Now, seeing that the Heavenly Mandate Marquis’s soy sauce was nearly gone, the Eight-Winged Tiger smiled, rose, and poured him another cup, with an air of great generosity—see, I’m sharing my good things with you!

Don’t be polite, drink up!

When it’s gone, we have more!

Such hospitality left the Heavenly Mandate Marquis utterly defeated. Finally, he spoke again: “Tiger Lord, regarding the matter I mentioned, what is your opinion?”

The Eight-Winged Tiger smiled, wagged its head, and quoted pedantically: “The book says, ‘Is it not a joy to have friends come from afar?’ I shall sweep my couch to welcome you, and talk by candlelight through the night. I see you, Marquis, are also a man of letters. Reading requires a calm mind. I wish to discuss the arts of the Great Dao with you further…”

“…”

The Heavenly Mandate Marquis was filled with despair.

Go find some scholar to chat with, I can’t go on with you.

I might as well have gone to the Broken-Tail Dragon instead.

“Tiger Lord, now the myriad races and the Prison King’s lineage are irreconcilable. For you and the Chaos Dragon to meddle in this may not be wise. Though your strength is great, standing between both sides is actually dangerous!”

“If war truly breaks out, you two will be the first to suffer!”

The Eight-Winged Tiger shook its head, swaying again, and said: “As the saying goes, ‘A gentleman does not stand beneath a crumbling wall.’ These words do not deceive me! Since it is dangerous, why would I place myself in peril? Our separation of the two sides naturally has deep meaning!”

“…”

The Heavenly Mandate Marquis grew even wearier. “Tiger Lord, then…”

“Wait a moment!”

The Eight-Winged Tiger carefully took out a bit of powder, smiling: “This is sugar. I’ll add some. Lately, I’ve invented a soy sauce, sugar, and vinegar tea. Would you like to try a little? It tastes good!”

“…”

Ahhh!

The Heavenly Mandate Marquis was going mad. He was a patient man, but this tiger was driving him insane!

He couldn’t help but ask: “Tiger Lord, where did you get these… these treasures?”

Who the hell gave them to him? I’ll hang them up and beat them!

And these books—what is going on?

Could this tiger be someone’s pet?

Otherwise, this makes no sense!

Who keeps it?

The Heavenly Mandate Marquis dared not think too deeply. The sudden appearance of these two ancient beast masters had disrupted many people’s plans.

He had wasted several days here.

He no longer wanted to continue this conversation with this mad tiger.

“A scholarly tiger… having some treasures is only natural, isn’t it?”

The Eight-Winged Tiger quoted pedantically, feeling that the Heavenly Mandate Marquis’s question was inappropriate. Why couldn’t the treasures be made by itself?

It felt slightly underestimated.

Of course, it sensed the Marquis’s impatience, but why rush?

As they say, haste makes waste!

Thinking this, the Eight-Winged Tiger asked: “Marquis, do you know the taste of tofu?”

“…”

I’m really going mad!

Tofu your mother!

Are you addicted to this?

I’m a normal person, and you’re driving me crazy.

The Heavenly Mandate Marquis was utterly exhausted, and soon said: “Perhaps the Tiger Lord could visit my Human Mountain as a guest. We have everything there.”

“Is that so? Then I really must find time to go, but not now… Marquis, have another cup? By the way, what does wine taste like? As the saying goes, ‘When wine meets a bosom friend, a thousand cups are too few.’ I see you don’t seem to like soy sauce. How about we drink wine instead? A thousand cups would still be too few!”

“I…”

“Could it be that the Marquis doesn’t like wine either? I’ve also read someone write, ‘Wine is a gut-piercing poison, wine leads to trouble, wine emboldens the coward, wine loosens the tongue.’ Could the Marquis be afraid of speaking the truth after drinking?”

“…”

When you encounter such a chaotic ancient beast, all you want is to die, or die again.

The Heavenly Mandate Marquis was a refined man!

A refined man didn’t really want to fall out.

He endured, wanting to rage, but held back.

I will endure!

And at that moment, the Eight-Winged Tiger suddenly changed expression, no longer its earlier startlement.

At that instant, a peculiar force rippled through, accompanied by laughter: “Oh, an old acquaintance here! Brother Tiger seems to have noticed me, and old friend Heavenly Mandate is here too?”

The Heavenly Mandate Marquis was startled!

The Eight-Winged Tiger’s face shifted slightly, forcing a smile: “Venerable Su, long time no see. As the saying goes…”

“Shut up, don’t quote at me!”

With the laughter, the void rippled slightly, and two figures directly materialized.

Two chairs instantly appeared out of thin air.

Su Yu and Blue Sky sat down. Su Yu didn’t even glance at the two, scanned the soy sauce tea, and laughed: “What’s this? Soy sauce isn’t drunk like that. Add some tea leaves!”

As he spoke, a jade teacup appeared, tea leaves appeared, and Heavenly Origin water appeared.

He brewed tea.

"Brother Tianming, are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Tianming's face grew solemn as he sat back down, lowering his voice with a faint smile. "How could that be!"

Yet inwardly, he was shaken to the core.

Su Yu!

How could he know the Eight-Winged Tiger?

And what was his cultivation level? Why did he feel so hard to read?

The Eight-Winged Tiger also felt a slight stir, forcing a smile to suppress his unease. "Esteemed Su..."

"Don't call me 'Esteemed.' That title is for those of lower status. I prefer to be called Emperor—Su Emperor, Yu Emperor. That would please me more!"

Su Yu arrived and immediately took charge.

The Eight-Winged Tiger chuckled. "Then... Su Emperor it is. So 'Esteemed' is derogatory? That means Tianming the Esteemed has been calling me Tiger Esteemed all along..."

Su Yu smiled. "It's not entirely derogatory. Anyone below the level of Rule Master can be called that. But... am I not of higher status than you? What do you think, Brother Eight-Winged?"

The Eight-Winged Tiger pondered for a moment, then nodded.

Yes, he admitted it.

Because this was a World Opener!

It was only natural that his status was higher.

But Tianming felt a chill in his heart.

Su Yu turned his gaze to Tianming, still smiling. "I was thinking of when I might visit you, Brother Tianming. You should know the details—Wuming has pledged himself to me. You took Changhe away, so you must understand much of what's happened."

Tianming Hou furrowed his brow slightly, speaking gravely. "I know a little, but on your side, Emperor Su..."

Su Yu laughed. "Do you doubt my strength? My influence? Before, I wouldn't have bothered to see you or waste words. I don't much like people who seem smarter than me. But that was then... Not long ago, I suffered a great defeat in the upper realm. I went down, and Wuming shamelessly insisted on serving me. I told him to leave, but he wouldn't... That's when I started thinking about you, Tianming Hou. Should the Fate Clan split in two, or reunite?"

Tianming was startled. "Emperor Su means... Wuming... has sworn to follow you unto death?"

Su Yu smiled. "Something like that. Wuming has also advanced to Heavenly King. His strength is decent."

He then looked at the Eight-Winged Tiger. "You've seen him, haven't you? Did you notice last time?"

"Wuming?"

The Eight-Winged Tiger hesitated, glanced at Tianming Hou, thought for a moment, and said, "Now that you mention it, Emperor Su, I do recall. Last time, there was someone with a very similar aura, quite strong, with the ability to see through flaws. Could that be the Wuming you speak of?"

Su Yu nodded with a smile. "That's him!"

"I see. No wonder he seemed familiar."

The Eight-Winged Tiger nodded.

Tianming was alarmed. The Eight-Winged Tiger had seen Wuming?

Where?

Had Wuming truly surrendered completely to Su Yu?

Even after Su Yu's great defeat?

Su Yu brewed tea, four cups. Three flew to the three men—Blue Sky, Eight-Winged Tiger, and Tianming—each catching theirs. The Eight-Winged Tiger was the first to try, gulping it down. He frowned slightly. "Not as good as my sweet-sour-soy-vinegar tea!"

"..."

Tianming Hou silently savored his tea, finding it endlessly rich. What sweet-sour-soy-vinegar tea? This was true fine tea!

He'd nearly been sick of the other stuff before!

Su Yu laughed. "To each their own tastes. A few years ago, I loved fruit juice, but I drink it less now."

"What is fruit juice?"

The Eight-Winged Tiger was genuinely curious. Su Yu smiled. "Juice squeezed from fruit!"

"Oh!"

The Eight-Winged Tiger learned something new. He took a reluctant sip of tea and asked, "Emperor Su, weren't you in the Death Spirit Realm? Why have you come to my humble abode?"

Su Yu smiled. "I came to see you, Brother Tiger."

Then he added, "Let's set our matters aside for now."

He turned to Tianming. "Brother Tianming, what are your thoughts?"

Tianming said solemnly, "Wuming has chosen Emperor Su. Logically... I shouldn't hesitate. Wuming is the grandson of my Fate Clan's emperor, the direct heir. In truth... I am his uncle, though not by blood. He is the sole ruler of our clan."

He paused, then continued gravely, "But I cannot decide easily now. I must ask: does Emperor Su have the confidence to face the myriad races and the Prison King's lineage? If not, taking a stand now would be far too risky for me."

Su Yu thought for a moment, then smiled. "Ask Brother Tiger. Brother Tiger, with my side plus three or four more Heavenly Lords, could we fight the myriad races?"

The Eight-Winged Tiger considered and nodded. "With a few more Heavenly Lords, yes."

Tianming was shocked. "Tiger Esteemed, the myriad races have many Heavenly Lords!"

"I know. You said so when you arrived."

The Eight-Winged Tiger looked puzzled. "Emperor Su has many strong subordinates. Adding a few Heavenly Lords, we could indeed fight. What's wrong with that?"

At that moment, Tianming was stunned.

Were the two of them putting on an act for him?

But... would the Eight-Winged Tiger need to act for him?

Su Yu squinted, smiling. "Third Moon and Giant Axe have both joined my ranks! Besides them, Fat Ball has advanced further. Since last time, South King has become a Heavenly Lord. If Tianming Hou is willing to join, we'll have no shortage of Heavenly Lords."

He added, "Blue Sky is also close."

Only then did Tianming Hou realize something. He suddenly looked at Blue Sky, his heart jolting. Blue Sky... hadn't died!

He'd nearly overlooked that!

Now he saw that Blue Sky's strength seemed even greater than during the last battle against the Prison King's lineage. Since Blue Sky was alive, what about the others?

He asked urgently, "Then last time, who actually died?"

"No one died."

Su Yu sipped his tea, smiling. "The human race is far more mysterious than you think. Not a single one died—not just my side, but even Shadow and the others survived!"

"Last time, it seemed no one died; instead, everyone grew stronger."

"..."

Tianming Hou was dumbfounded.

No one died?

How was that possible!

You killed one of their Heavenly Lords, several Heavenly Kings, and dozens of Dao Mergers, and yet you're telling me not a single one of you died!

Su Yu smiled. "Hard to believe? Since you captured Changhe, you should know I'm not that foolish. If people were going to die, why would I bother attacking Yue Hao and the others for no reason?"

Su Yu laughed. "I was just testing the Prison King's lineage's strength, and at the same time, lowering my profile!"

Tianming Hou sighed in admiration. "Emperor Su, your methods are truly remarkable!"

"That's not it."

Su Yu shook his head. "If I were strong enough, why would I resort to such petty tricks? They're meaningless!"

Tianming took a deep breath. "Then may I ask, Your Majesty the Yu Emperor, why have you come this time?"

"To find the Eight-Winged Tiger!"

Su Yu smiled. "I'll be heading to the upper realm soon. I wanted to have a chat with Brother Tiger first, so he doesn't mess up my plans!"

The Eight-Winged Tiger gave a dry laugh. "How could I!"

Su Yu asked curiously, "What are you doing here? I find it strange—you're no fool! Don't tell me you're just here for the spectacle? I heard you came for the Gate of Hell. Are you thinking of going in? But going in would be worse than waiting for the myriad races and the Prison King's lineage to fight, then sneaking in. Right now, you seem to be stopping both sides from clashing. Why?"

Yes, they did appear to be preventing a battle.

The Eight-Winged Tiger laughed. "No..."

Su Yu said flatly, "Forget it. If you don't want to say, then don't. Of course, I have my own plans. Anyone who stands in my way, no matter how strong, might have to die."

"..."

The Eight-Winged Tiger was speechless. Was that a threat?

Perhaps it was.

He was silent for a moment, then spoke. "I have no intention of being an enemy of Emperor Su. The Chaos Dragon and I came here indeed because of the Gate of Hell. The commotion you caused earlier, Emperor Su, stirred the Gate of Hell, and a will emerged from within it."

He thought for a moment and explained further. "Moreover, recently, someone inside the Gate of Hell seems to be trying to break the taboo and force their way out. Though the Gate hasn't opened yet, like some other places, the seal has loosened, allowing weaker beings to come out early."

Su Yu nodded.

The Eight-Winged Tiger continued, "This time, because Emperor Su disturbed some entities within the Gate of Hell, they are trying to work together to first send out a being who has reached the Realm of Rule Masters."

"Chaos is sealed, so it's unlikely for the Chaos Ancient Clan to emerge. The more likely possibility is the Prison King's lineage—one of their Rule Masters might come out."

Su Yu's eyes flickered as he looked at Tianming. Was it that woman who spoke last time?

The one who intimidated the Sun Corona Sovereign?

She was coming out?

Su Yu was puzzled. "What does that have to do with you?"

The Eight-Winged Tiger explained, "It does! The Chaos Dragon and I are both of the Chaos Ancient Clan. When she emerges from the Gate of Hell carrying the will of the Chaos Ancient Clan, both the Chaos Dragon and I will be subject to her influence, even her commands."

Su Yu looked at him. The Eight-Winged Tiger thought for a moment and added, "So, the Chaos Dragon and I share a thought—to devour her Chaos will."

"..."

Su Yu was stunned. "You... want to kill her?"

"Yes!"

The Eight-Winged Tiger didn't hide it, knowing that Su Yu's side had enmity with that side.

Tianming couldn't help but ask, "Then why stop the myriad races from fighting them?"

The Eight-Winged Tiger said helplessly, "We can't start a war now. Summoning her requires the Prison King's lineage to exert great effort, since it's their people coming out. They will pay a heavy price to bring her forth. If war breaks out now, she will hardly appear."

"Once you start fighting now, how can they summon her out of the Gate of Hell?"

The Eight-Winged Tiger explained, "So, the Chaos Dragon and I are gathering various ancient beasts now, waiting for her to come out so we can ambush and kill her."

Tianming said gravely, "Then we could cooperate. Why not ally with the myriad races?"

The Eight-Winged Tiger said impatiently, "You're dense! If we didn't want to cooperate, do you think I'd be entertaining you here for days? We're just showing our value. There's no rush—we can stall. The Chaos Dragon and I intend to wait until she emerges, then join forces with you. Otherwise, you might attack too early."

Su Yu said solemnly, "If she comes out, that's one more Rule Master."

The Eight-Winged Tiger nodded. "If she weren't a Rule Master, we wouldn't be interested. The Chaos Dragon and I are both close to that realm. Before the Chaos Dragon was wounded by Emperor Su, he was even stronger than me..."

"What?"

Tianming was shocked. The Broken-Tail Dragon was wounded by Su Yu?

Su Yu frowned slightly. Tianming was at a loss. This was unbelievable!

It was said that even now, that dragon's strength was not inferior to the Sun Corona Sovereign!

And he was wounded by Su Yu?

Truly hard to believe!

The Eight-Winged Tiger ignored him. If Su Yu hadn't come, he wouldn't have spoken the truth. Now he explained, "Our plan is this: once she appears, we will ally with the myriad races. The alliance means one thing—we deal with that Rule Master, and the myriad races fight the Prison King's lineage. The myriad races will surely be willing, because Rule Masters are the most troublesome. And we need the myriad races to tie down the Prison King's people."

"The timing must be just right—not too early, not too late."

The Eight-Winged Tiger smiled. "Too early, like now, and the myriad races might attack prematurely, causing the summoning to fail. Too late, and she will have time to establish a foothold and grow stronger. So we need the perfect moment to strike the Prison King's lineage."

Tianming felt like crying.

Good heavens!

Even Chaos Ancient Beasts were using strategy now. So they had been deliberately stalling him!

Stalling until the time they needed!

The Eight-Winged Tiger added, "So now, the Chaos Dragon and I are of one mind—first, stop both sides from fighting. If we succeed, both of us have a chance to become true Rule Masters."

He looked at Su Yu. "If Emperor Su hadn't come, and if I weren't afraid you might ruin our plan, I wouldn't have told you all this."

Su Yu smiled. "I see!"

"Are you sure that if you devour her, you can advance?"

"Yes!"

The Eight-Winged Tiger nodded. "She carries the will of some ancient beings from beyond the Gate of Hell. Devour that, and we will surely advance. The key is, if we advance now, those beings behind the Gate of Hell won't be able to do anything to us."

He laughed. "Otherwise, if we wait until they truly come out, we'll lose our chance."

Su Yu stroked his chin. "So, right now, you, us, and the myriad races all share a common goal—to destroy the Prison King's lineage. You want to kill that Rule Master, and so do we. That's a common foundation!"

Su Yu smiled. "In that case, I think cooperation is possible. Good!"

Tianming wanted to speak but hesitated.

He was very worried—this was like courting a tiger for its skin!

A true tiger!

If they advanced to true Rule Masters, it would be trouble. Both ancient beasts were extremely powerful!

Su Yu seemed to guess his thoughts and laughed. "What's there to fear? Brother Tianming, so what if two Rule Masters emerge? There are already quite a few—the Martial Emperor, the Death Spirit Emperor. Baizhan probably has that strength too. That woman from the Prison King's lineage will be one when she comes out... As for the myriad races, it's hard to say. On my side, in a few days, I'll be one too. What's there to fear? Two more will only make things livelier!"

Tianming was shaken. "Emperor Yu... do you mean?"

"Nothing much..."

Su Yu suddenly struck out, his hand pressing down. Tianming's heart leaped, and he vanished instantly, but in the blink of an eye, all directions were sealed. The next moment, a terrifying aura, the power of ten thousand paths, crushed down!

Su Yu touched and withdrew, pulling back his hand, and smiled. "What do you think, Brother Tianming?"

Tianming was horrified!

"So strong!"

Not only was it strong, but when Su Yu struck, Tianming had barely felt any fluctuation of the ten thousand paths. Why was that?

The Eight-Winged Tiger was not surprised, only somewhat wistful: "After the Sovereign Emperor's apotheosis, he has indeed grown stronger!"

Su Yu smiled, "Just average. I am the most worthless of the apotheosizers, probably no match for a true Rule Lord. I can only fight the Chaos Dragon and that old ancestor of the Prison King's lineage! As for Solar Corona and those fellows, I am not afraid, but the Martial Emperor, the Death Emperor, that one within the Hell Gate, and the Hundred Battles—these four, I fear I still cannot defeat!"

Su Yu smiled again, "If we were to rank the current powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Realms, these four would be first-rate! I, the Chaos Dragon, and the Prison King's old ancestor count as one tier; Brother Tiger, Solar Corona, Fat Ball, and King Nan—you few can be considered another tier!"

Three tiers down, and still no mention of Heavenly Fate!

Heavenly Fate was deeply alarmed: Were there still so many powerhouses in the Ten Thousand Realms?

Solar Corona, now the top among the Ten Thousand Races, could only be considered third tier?

King Nan and Fat Ball—could they stand on par with Solar Corona?

For a moment, Heavenly Fate was uncertain.

Of the eleven powerhouses Su Yu had named, his side already occupied three!

Of course, the Ten Thousand Races might still have beings at Solar Corona's level; the Immortal and Demon races might each have one—that would make thirteen supreme powerhouses!

The Eight-Winged Tiger, after a moment's thought, said, "That Sun-Devouring Hound was not as strong as me before. Does the Sovereign Emperor mean it has recently improved?"

Su Yu nodded, "Of course, and I must thank you for the reminder. Only then did I learn its true identity, and thus it improved. Now, with the boots, if it fights you, it should not fall into a disadvantage, and might even gain the upper hand!"

The Eight-Winged Tiger said enviously, "Those boots are truly fine. With them, the Sovereign Emperor's side is indeed three parts stronger!"

He exchanged pleasantries, not daring to provoke Su Yu's side lightly.

This side was very ferocious!

As for Marquis Heavenly Fate, he was now full of thoughts, hesitant. After a long silence, he suddenly said, "Emperor Yu, if I were to join your side, where would I rank?"

Su Yu laughed, "Let me think..."

He, King Nan, and Fat Ball were all slightly stronger than Heavenly Fate.

As for the others—Giant Axe, Three Moons, and the false Heavenly Sovereigns Tianhuo and Lanshan...

Su Yu thought for a moment before saying, "Brother Heavenly Fate is not weak. It depends on the place. Elsewhere, Brother Heavenly Fate is about the same as Senior Three Moons, second only to us few. But if it were elsewhere... that is hard to say. Tianhuo might be a notch stronger!"

Tianhuo?

Damn it, where did another Tianhuo come from!

Su Yu was not lying. When Tianhuo merged the origin, he became a Heavenly Sovereign. Afterward, he integrated the Path of Fire into his own Dao, and in fact, he now held sway over that path. Though not yet a Rule Lord, if fighting within his own world, Heavenly Fate might not be able to match him!

Heavenly Fate felt somewhat helpless. So, as a Heavenly Sovereign, I could barely make the top five on your side?

I have to contend with Three Moons?

Good heavens!

When had Su Yu's side become so strong!

Beside them, Blue Sky chuckled softly, "Your Majesty, this is now. I am about to advance, and Heavenly Sage is close too. King Dazhou, though he keeps silent, I think he is also near... Once we truly reach the Heavenly Sovereign level, we few might not be inferior to the old-timers. The old-timers have all reached their limits, while we still have room to grow!"

Then he added, "You have forgotten one—the one who walks the path of life and death!"

Su Yu smiled, "She is not here, so let us not speak of her. If she were, I would be inferior. Why mention these things?"

"..."

There was nothing more to say!

Heavenly Fate felt his heart grow weary. Were they boasting?

He did not know.

If not, then Su Yu's side was terrifyingly strong!

Even now, it was already fearsome!

Three Moons, Giant Axe, plus Su Yu, plus Fat Ball—if he himself joined, that would be five Heavenly Sovereign combatants, not even counting those who had not appeared!

After a moment, Heavenly Fate said solemnly, "The Fate Clan... still follows No-Fate primarily. If No-Fate were to pledge allegiance to Your Majesty... and if Your Majesty had a way, I would like to meet No-Fate. Then I would naturally make my decision!"

Meeting No-Fate would allow him to discern truth from falsehood!

Su Yu smiled, "Alright, within three days! Find an opportunity to go deep into the Chaos, away from others, and you will naturally see No-Fate!"

Very well!

At that moment, Heavenly Fate felt he had grasped some momentous secret!

Deep in the Chaos!

He could see No-Fate!

This was a rather terrifying thing—Su Yu had opened another passage between the lower and upper realms, unknown to anyone!

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