Chapter 828: Preparation

Everything was arranged, and Su Yu had to elevate his own strength.

Comprehending the Great Dao, Su Yu had never slacked off.

But with all Daos complete, comprehension was actually quite difficult—it was an extremely energy- and time-consuming task. So now, to rapidly improve, Su Yu resorted to the method of fleecing others.

It was only because the Time Lord was absent and very powerful that he hadn’t been completely fleeced bald by Su Yu yet.

In truth, Su Yu wasn’t the only one doing this; nowadays, everyone who had opened the heavens was doing the same.

To quickly expand their realms, they all fleeced the Time Lord. If this Time Lord were replaced by Su Yu, the moment he appeared, he would first kill the Lord of the Dead, then the Human Emperor, and only then would he get to Su Yu.

Su Yu had only been fleecing for a while, but the Lord of the Dead had nearly stripped the Dao of the Dead from the Time River clean!

…

After sending Ren Shan back, Su Yu wasted no time and continued to the Time River.

This time, he wasn’t alone.

He summoned the Martial Emperor!

Yes, the Martial Emperor had been dragged back again, full of dissatisfaction and annoyance!

The Martial Emperor hated being around Su Yu!

But if Su Yu summoned him and he didn’t come, that bastard Su Yu would directly lay hands on his physical body.

That grandson was just that ruthless!

…

In the Time River.

The Martial Emperor wore a cold face, staring at Su Yu, his belly full of grievances. What the hell did he call me for again?

Su Yu ignored whether he was willing or not; as long as he could use him, he would make the most of it, using him however he pleased. It would be a loss if he couldn’t use him when the time came.

Su Yu didn’t stand on ceremony either, saying directly, “Help me find some masterless rule Daos. You can roughly tell whether a rule Dao has a master or not. You’ve opened the Heavenly Gate, and you’re the only one besides me who has done so. Mark every masterless rule Dao for me…”

The Martial Emperor sucked in a breath, grumbling, “What are you going to do?”

“Extract power. Less talk, more work!”

“…”

The Martial Emperor wasn’t too pleased.

His eyes flickered: “That’s fine, but without a physical body, I can’t open the Heavenly Gate!”

You have to return my body to me!

Su Yu turned his head to look at him, smiling: “How about… I destroy your Sea of Will and see if someone else can take over your body? What do you think? That would also open the Heavenly Gate!”

“…”

The Martial Emperor was speechless. Fine, lying to someone who had opened the Heavenly Gate was clearly useless.

The Sea of Will could also open the Heavenly Gate.

But without a physical body, it was indeed very unpleasant.

The Martial Emperor didn’t want to say anything more, nor did he want to stay with Su Yu. Soon, he turned and ran off.

Su Yu shouted, “Don’t go running off to the Human Emperor’s side!”

“Do I need you to tell me?”

Only after running far away did the Martial Emperor snort coldly. Nonsense, didn’t I know that?

If I went alone and my relationship with the Human Emperor wasn’t good, I might be killed as an enemy. Where would I go to reason then?

The Martial Emperor ran swiftly, and Su Yu didn’t bother with him.

Now, there were indeed some things only the Martial Emperor could help with. That guy was weak, yes, but he was a genius—a super genius who had opened the Heavenly Gate.

Opening 360 flesh apertures and 360 spirit apertures was not something just anyone could do.

But someone who had opened the Heavenly Gate and still barely reached the second rank was rather embarrassing for the Heavenly Gate.

Meanwhile, Su Yu, while opening the Heavenly Gate to seek the power of the Daos, was also pondering some questions.

Bai Zhan and the others had opened the Human Gate, while Yu Qing and the others had opened the Hell Gate.

It didn’t seem too difficult.

Especially the Hell Gate—more than one person could open it. Could it be that the earlier a gate appeared, the weaker it was?

So it was easier to open?

“To open the Human Gate, you need 720 flesh apertures…”

But Su Yu thought carefully: he and Bai Zhan might indeed have different body structures. Su Yu was a hundred percent sure that the human race’s physical body couldn’t open 720 flesh apertures.

The Giant race might be able to. He could go study them when he had time, including the Sin Clan, which still had some descendants left to study.

“The Human Gate and the Hell Gate… whether to open them or not doesn’t matter, but…”

Su Yu thought of Tongtian. Tongtian had trouble advancing, and those who had opened gates had all been killed by Su Yu.

But if he could master the method to open the Human Gate and Hell Gate, he might let Tongtian fleece them—summon the Human Gate and Hell Gate whenever possible, taking a little each time.

“Also, the Hell Gate can summon ancient beasts from behind the gate. As for the Human Gate, I haven’t seen much use yet… Does the Heavenly Gate have no other function besides viewing the Daos?”

“Summoning beings from behind the gate should also be possible, right?”

Su Yu fell into deep thought. So far, the Heavenly Gate had been very effective. For Su Yu, all his various methods actually relied on the auxiliary function of the Heavenly Gate.

But… it wasn’t enough!

The Heavenly Gate should have other functions yet to be developed. For example, how to enter the Heavenly Gate itself—Su Yu hadn’t found a good way yet. Last time, only at the moment of death, when life and death intertwined, did he break through the Heavenly Gate’s phantom. But even then, he and King Wen weren’t in the same time-space.

One thought after another surfaced. Soon, Su Yu plunged directly into the human race’s Flesh Dao.

He entered with his true body!

This was actually the first time Su Yu had so recklessly entered the Flesh Dao. It was vast and boundless. From the outside, the Flesh Dao seemed endlessly wide, but once inside, Su Yu found it even more spacious than he had imagined!

He fixed his gaze, his heart stirred. Opening the Heavenly Gate, he vaguely saw that the Flesh Dao was pitted and scarred, clearly having suffered considerable damage over the years.

He could even faintly see some cracks!

At this moment, in the Flesh Dao, Su Yu saw fluctuations in the distance, feeling very powerful. It should be the territory occupied by the Flesh Dao’s Human King. But there was also a fairly broad area that no one had occupied.

“This should be the territory previously occupied by Bai Zhan, Zhou Ji, and the others!”

Su Yu made a rough judgment and quickly reached a conclusion: Bai Zhan and Zhou Ji had probably occupied about one-third of the Flesh Dao.

As for the Flesh Dao’s Human King, Su Yu looked again—there might still be four alive.

And these four had only occupied about one-third as well.

That meant the four Flesh Dao Human Kings occupied roughly the same territory as Bai Zhan and Zhou Ji, but Bai Zhan and Zhou Ji were twice as strong!

Being twice as strong wasn’t simply a matter of one fighting two.

“Those Flesh Dao Human Kings might be stronger than before. At least they should be at the fourth rank now!”

Su Yu judged. But their progress was indeed slow. They were all ancient Human Kings, and at this point, they might only be at the fourth rank, at most barely third rank. Compared to the ancient Human Kings, they were still much weaker.

At this moment, as Bai Zhan and Zhou Ji cut off the path, that stretch of land lay empty, unclaimed by anyone, mainly because the fleshly power of that territory had been drained entirely, and recovery would take no less than a day or two.

The remaining third of the entire Great Path was occupied by some weaker fluctuations.

"Some who have merged with the Flesh Path?" Su Yu sensed it, made a guess, and figured it must be so.

Among the ancient marquises, the batch taken by the Human Emperor might still have some who cultivated the Flesh Path, occupying roughly another third; perhaps some powerful mergers were present, but they had not yet reached the level of becoming kings through flesh.

Thus, the entire Flesh Path was split into three parts, like a three-lane road.

Zhou Ji and Bai Zhan were indeed formidable; their cultivation time was far shorter than that of those ancient powerhouses.

"The Flesh Path..." Su Yu suddenly fell into deep thought. He had come here to extract some power from the Flesh Path to perfect his own world, but now that he saw the Flesh Path and that blank stretch... Su Yu knew that if he extracted now, he could only take power from the territories occupied by those human kings or those mergers.

That might cause some trouble on the front lines.

"Sigh!"

He had greeted Xingyue earlier, but at that time, he thought that even if the few fleshly human kings weakened a bit, it wouldn't matter much. But now... forget it. If he drained them further and left the kings weak, what if the myriad races saw an opportunity?

"I cannot extract..."

"Then... I shall fill it!"

Su Yu's eyes flickered. Going upstream, he could not act as a world-opener, even if Xingyue might have exposed him; the myriad races did not know.

A world-opener... for a weak world-opener, it was nothing to boast about.

Suddenly, a book appeared in Su Yu's hand—the Record of Civilization!

"Since that's the case... I'll temporarily occupy the Flesh Path and pretend to cultivate it!"

One page was torn from the book, and it quickly fell into the blank area!

In an instant, Su Yu's page began to invade the territory, using not the power of the Flesh Path itself, but the power of the Flesh Path from within Su Yu's own world. At once, the boundaries became clear!

In the three-lane road, the area Su Yu occupied shimmered with a golden hue.

This time, Su Yu chose not to extract power but to merge the power of his own world's Flesh Path into it. Since they shared the same origin, it was not a big problem; despite some minor resistance, it quickly integrated.

Thus, next time, he could disguise himself as a Flesh Path powerhouse.

As for the world... the Human Emperor and the others might know, but it didn't matter. He could just claim his world had shattered. People might know his face but not his heart; to strangers he had never met, Su Yu never spoke the truth.

He busied himself in the Flesh Path for a while. Upon closer inspection, the Flesh Path had likely suffered considerable damage over the years, which was why it was now weakening. If this continued, with no one to repair it, the Flesh Path might develop problems on its own before long.

That day, after occupying the Flesh Path, Su Yu began to extract power from other Great Paths.

Meanwhile, the Martial Emperor, cursing all the way, helped Su Yu search for masterless rule paths.

Those with masters might easily lead to conflicts.

...

At the same time.

Upstream of the Time Path.

Two landmasses floated there, as if the waters of time had frozen. But if one looked closely, one could faintly see that both continents were actually drifting downstream.

Not fast.

But at this rate, perhaps before long, these two continents would drift into the myriad realms.

At this moment, between the two continents, thunderous sounds echoed continuously.

On the opposite, massive continent, someone laughed aloud: "Human Emperor, why not release the seal? I sense... someone from my race has advanced! Your human race has had no reinforcements for years; it seems your calculations have gone awry!"

Indeed, they felt something.

Some of their own seemed to have advanced.

The key was that they also sensed that the human race's fortune seemed to have declined. For instance, those on the opposite side now appeared to have dark clouds hanging over them.

Everyone laughed heartily. On the myriad races' continent, countless powerhouses roared with laughter.

"It seems we have won the struggle in the myriad realms!"

No matter how much the Human Emperor schemed, he had still lost.

They were already no match for the myriad races, and they had hoped the human world behind them would provide support. But instead, human fortune had declined, while the myriad races sensed that their own had produced rule masters.

A few rule masters might not affect much, but it was good news.

It meant the human plan had been thwarted!

That day, to celebrate, the opposite side launched several small-scale charges. Someone shouted again: "Release the seal and retreat to the myriad realms! Why stay here so long? Human Emperor, why bother? If you retreat now, we won't annihilate your race—at most, we'll kill a few human kings, hahaha!"

Everyone roared with laughter!

...

At this time, on the Human Emperor's side, the atmosphere was tense.

Had the myriad realms been lost?

After waiting for years, persisting for years, they had not seen reinforcements but instead faced defeat?

Their fortune indeed seemed to have declined!

At this moment, everyone was somewhat somber.

Then, a phantom trembled, and a light laugh emerged: "Don't say it's all speculation. Even if the human race lost in the myriad realms, dragging things out until today, what can a few rule masters do?"

"Let me release the seal and return to the myriad realms together? That's impossible!"

The Human Emperor's laugh carried a hint of mockery: "If you dare, then fight—a decisive battle! If you don't dare, then slowly wait. When we return... the Gate of Hell should be about to open. A duel between two sides is not as fun as a three-way melee, isn't it?"

The Human Emperor's voice was grand, his laughter cheerful. "You lot, you don't dare to fight, yet you want to rebel—why bother?"

On the opposite side, someone said coldly: "Human Emperor, you're at death's door, yet you're still so arrogant! You've been gravely wounded for years, and your true form hasn't appeared. You're probably beyond saving!"

"Probably so!"

The Human Emperor did not deny it, sighing: "The injury is too severe; otherwise, I would have killed you all long ago!"

On the opposite side, someone else laughed softly: "Is the Human Emperor still singing the empty city stratagem? Your calculations are not unknown to us. But... since you want to drag things out, then drag on. Let's see when you die!"

It was a test, and also a threat.

The Human Emperor was about to die.

Otherwise, his true form would not have been absent for years.

But it was all speculation; nothing was certain. Yet the fact that the Human Emperor's true form had not appeared for years was real. If he were fine, he should have shown up long ago, instead of fighting with his spirit and flesh separated.

The Human Emperor's laugh came again: "I'm about to die, soon. Everyone, just endure a little longer. Perhaps by the time we reach the myriad realms, I'll die on my own, sparing you the trouble!"

With that, the Human Emperor chuckled: "Alright, no more probing. Even if I truly said I was about to die, you wouldn't fully believe it. So let's wait. When we return to the myriad realms, we'll see who dies first!"

The opposite side fell silent and paid no more heed.

They were still deeply wary of the Human Emperor!

Soon, both sides quieted down.

……

On the side of the human race’s territory.

The phantom of the Human Emperor revealed a faint smile, not too clear. At this moment, with his back to the crowd, he chuckled softly: “Alright, don’t let the atmosphere be too heavy—there’s no need for that! The war of the Ten Thousand Realms may be over… but… the victory should belong to the human race!”

A rough-voiced man said gravely: “Your Majesty, has the human race truly won?”

“It should be so.”

The Human Emperor laughed heartily: “Didn’t that Su Yu summon Xingyue over to aid in battle? Xingyue is fine, so Su Yu is most likely fine as well.”

At this, Xingyue interjected: “Exactly, he’s definitely fine! Besides, when I left, Su Yu had already killed Hundred Battles… ah, Hundred Battles rebelled, and Su Yu killed him in return. That fellow insisted on betraying the human race—if he hadn’t betrayed, he would have been quite formidable!”

One version was that Su Yu killed Hundred Battles; another was that Hundred Battles was executed for rebellion—the two sounded different.

At that moment, someone sighed: “To have reached this point, and the human race is still in internal strife… alas!”

Helpless!

Xingyue had returned and briefly explained some things, but not too much.

The crowd also knew that the two generations of leaders seemed to have fought a civil war.

Xingyue said dismissively: “Last time I said it, Hundred Battles was no good, he wanted to betray long ago. It’s a pity that when I came last time, my strength hadn’t recovered, or I would have killed him! Now he’s finally rebelled!”

With that, she paid it no further mind, turning to the phantom: “Brother, how serious are your injuries?”

The Human Emperor chuckled: “Not too big a problem, but I can’t appear now. If I do, the myriad races will think I’m bluffing. The real is hidden in the false, the false in the real—at this moment, we intimidate them like this, keep them from daring to act. Everything can wait until we return to the Ten Thousand Realms!”

The Human Emperor’s laughter was light: “You all, don’t you trust me?”

“Your Majesty is wise!”

The crowd laughed. Indeed, His Majesty was immensely powerful; this was just a ploy to frighten the myriad races.

Of course, some looked slightly solemn, but after a moment’s thought, perhaps… maybe nothing was truly wrong.

Even if they had some doubts, they dared not speak them aloud—that would be the most terrifying thing.

As they chatted, suddenly the phantom trembled slightly. Over there, the Bright King instantly turned his gaze this way, saying gravely: “Again? Has the war of the Ten Thousand Realms not ended yet?”

A peculiar force spread out, intertwining life and death, as if trying to summon Xingyue back again.

The Human Emperor cursed loudly: “Damn his ancestors! Still at it?”

His loud curse dispelled the earlier solemnity.

Everyone was speechless!

This Su Yu… was going too far!

The Human Emperor said angrily: “Does he have to let the myriad races know? Damn it!”

What was he doing?

This Su Yu, summoning again and again, and the commotion was huge. Didn’t he know that your grandpa here was very weak right now?

Suppressing such fluctuations consumed a lot of energy.

Don’t let me die from my own efforts, only to be killed by this bastard!

If he didn’t suppress the fluctuations, the myriad races would find out and likely cause trouble.

If he did suppress them, after a few more times, anyone could see his weakness.

Su Yu… damn your ancestors!

Was this guy insane?

Summoning for no reason, treating my sister like what?

As he thought this, Xingyue’s physical body trembled slightly, and soon a force of life and death spread out. The Human Emperor had no choice but to suppress the fluctuations again, shouting: “Come back soon, or it will be troublesome!”

“Oh!”

Xingyue agreed and quickly vanished.

The Human Emperor cursed inwardly. Troublesome.

If there’s another time, I’ll slap you to death!

Meanwhile, the others were puzzled: “Has the war of the Ten Thousand Realms not ended, or has the human race encountered another crisis?”

The Human Emperor couldn’t be bothered to think about it, saying casually: “Maybe he’s just bored and wants to chat with Xingyue.”

Everyone was speechless!

What nonsense!

But someone said with a grin: “Maybe the Martial Emperor has revived and is causing trouble for Su Yu. Now he’s summoning Xingyue to kill the Martial Emperor. In a little while, the River of Time might tremble again, and the Martial Emperor will be killed once more!”

“Hehe!”

“Haha!”

The crowd burst into laughter. That… was possible too!

The Human Emperor’s phantom glanced casually at the speaker, saying nothing, but his illusory eyes held a hint of meaning. The one who had just spoken felt awkward and chuckled sheepishly.

I was just joking—don’t look at me. When you look at me, I feel guilty.

The crowd laughed again.

The atmosphere was still fairly cheerful.

……

At that moment, Su Yu had finished extracting a vast amount of world force and returned to his own world.

The world trembled for a moment, and a phantom, interwoven with life and death, soon materialized—Xingyue’s figure.

Though Xingyue was very ethereal, she remained aloof. The phantom appeared, hands clasped behind her back, hovering in the air, looking down at Su Yu!

“Speak! What is it?”

An indifferent voice rang out!

Su Yu glanced at Xingyue, too lazy to mind her attitude. With a wave of his hand, a chair appeared, and he gestured: “Sit down and talk. Make it quick!”

“Hmph!”

You tell me to sit, and I’ll sit?

I won’t!

Xingyue still stood proudly. Su Yu paid her no mind—just a polite gesture. Sit or not, it was up to her.

Now, without further ado, Su Yu asked directly: “Did you see the Human Emperor?”

“Of course!”

“Is the Human Emperor injured?”

“It seems so… but I asked, and he said it’s nothing.”

Su Yu thought for a moment, then nodded slightly: “You walk the path of life and death, and he still said that—it means there’s no hope.”

The stars and moon are silent—what kind of talk is that?

Yet Su Yu was certain: the trouble was immense. Otherwise, Xingyue, walking the path of life and death, would have no issue with ordinary injuries.

Either Xingyue lacked the strength to heal the Human Emperor, or the Human Emperor was beyond saving.

Only these two possibilities!

Su Yu didn’t press further, but asked, “Over there, how many Rule Masters on both sides? Aside from Rule Masters, are there others?”

“Forty-two on the human side. I don’t know about the other side. There are still over eighty Human Marquises… over a hundred in total!”

Xingyue sold out the intelligence in one breath.

Forty-two?

Not many!

That was the truth.

Remember, when they left, the human race had thirty-six Human Kings, the Bright King, and the Human Emperor—that made thirty-eight. Add Xingyue, and it was thirty-nine, plus over two hundred Human Marquises…

Now, though the Rule Masters seemed to have increased by a few, the Human Marquises had dwindled to a third!

That meant over a hundred or two hundred Human Marquises had died over the years.

Remember, those taken were the elite!

That was beyond doubt.

The key point was that the Human Emperor had been gravely wounded—his strength now likely weaker than in those days!

“What about the myriad races?”

“I don’t know…”

Xingyue said coldly, “The two sides haven’t fought a major battle in years. The other side has produced some Rule Masters, but they’re all hidden tight! The human side is also concealing things, not letting the other side probe their true strength… So now, the other side probably has around a hundred and twenty. They’ve brought even more Marquises.”

“A hundred and twenty Rule Masters?”

“Probably.”

Su Yu frowned. “So, over the years, the human side hasn’t increased much, but the myriad races have added over a dozen…”

The myriad races originally had ninety-nine councilors, plus some Rule Masters outside the council—their growth rate was similar to humanity’s, but… proportionally, humanity was doomed!

Su Yu quickly asked, “Why haven’t the myriad races launched a full-scale attack? Logically, they’re far stronger than humanity!”

“Fear!”

“Fear of death!”

Xingyue said indifferently, “Besides, several top-tier myriad race emperors were severely wounded by my brother, so they don’t dare act rashly—they fear falling!”

To deal with the Human Emperor, they would naturally send their strongest.

But they were also badly hurt, so they wouldn’t dare move lightly.

Su Yu frowned. “Is that the only reason? Also, aren’t there human allies among the myriad races? Why haven’t you mentioned them? Are they all in the myriad race camp?”

“I didn’t ask…”

“I was counting on you for nothing!”

Su Yu was speechless—how could she not ask such things?

He quickly said, “I might go to rescue the Human Emperor soon. But… I’m worried it might cause trouble. If I go, I won’t summon you—summoning too often invites danger. I’ll use the fluctuations of the life-and-death path to send coded messages. You just inform the Human Emperor then. Don’t tell anyone else!”

“Oh!”

Xingyue replied, then coldly added, “I’ll say it if I want to!”

Crazy!

Su Yu ignored her—that was just her attitude. Whatever you said, she’d always answer in the opposite.

Get used to it!

Su Yu said gravely, “Ask the Human Emperor what help he needs. Or if there’s any way to restore him, tell me, and I’ll try to provide support!”

“Also, ask the Human Emperor…”

Su Yu spoke rapidly for a while, then finally looked at Xingyue’s flickering phantom—it was trembling violently. He quickly said, “Alright, that’s enough for now. Go back first!”

“That’s it?”

Xingyue was a bit annoyed. “Just that?”

Nonsense!

Was there anything else?

Su Yu thought for a moment—maybe there was. He quickly added, “Right, one more thing: ask the Human Emperor if he wants to bring the Human Mountain along?”

“…”

Xingyue snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Su Yu smiled and added, “Also, take care of yourself, sir. If the myriad races suddenly charge, retreat first and say you’re going for reinforcements. You must not die—otherwise, my life-and-death path is finished!”

“Hmph!”

Xingyue snorted again, then vanished instantly. Whether she was satisfied or not, Su Yu couldn’t tell.

He shrugged. Only after she disappeared did his expression turn utterly grim.

What the hell was this?

Fighting for so many years, and the other side still had over a hundred Rule Masters. The Human Emperor had been walking a tightrope all along—wasn’t he afraid of getting himself killed?

“The gap in combat power is too huge… There must be some internal conflicts among the myriad races, similar to the situation in the myriad realms!”

Su Yu quickly assessed the situation, but his face remained heavy.

To be honest, if the Human Emperor were fine and his strength intact, Su Yu could bring a few dozen Rule Masters over and they might not fear anything—they might even suppress the other side!

The key was that the Human Emperor was in trouble!

He hadn’t even let Xingyue heal him—the injury was far from ordinary!

“This is tough!”

Given the current situation, even if Su Yu went, it would be useless. It would be better to delay until they returned, but by then, the Hell Gate would open, making things even worse!

“What to do?”

“Do I have any other options?”

Su Yu kept thinking. Was there any way to improve his side?

The best plan would be to go to the Heavenly Gate and bring out the Civil King, the Martial King, and the Time Master. With those three, the myriad races would probably tremble in fear.

But the key was—there was no way!

“The Civil King…”

Su Yu murmured. That really was impossible. But… the Civil King… what if I impersonate the Civil King?

Have the Martial King, that fool, impersonate the Martial King?

If Martial Emperor reached the second rank, could he and I together impersonate the Civil and Martial Kings?

And then... intimidate the myriad races?

Su Yu mused to himself, it wasn't impossible; by the power classifications of yore, Martial King was merely second rank, but Martial Emperor would soon attain it, and as for himself, impersonating a first-rank Civil King wasn't beyond hope.

"It can be one of the plans!"

If the Civil King and Martial King appeared, the myriad races likely wouldn't dare attack rashly, but one could deceive for a time, not for all time.

Su Yu's headache grew worse; in the myriad realms at this moment, was there still a way to enhance himself?

Very difficult!

There was, actually there still was, for instance... the Human Emperor's Great Path!

"Though the Human Emperor's Great Path hasn't opened much, it did open the heavens; devouring it might make me a notch stronger, but... if I devour it and he dies, that's even more troublesome!"

Thoughts flickered one after another, and in the end, Su Yu chose not to devour it.

As he spoke, a bamboo pole suddenly appeared in Su Yu's hand—the Ancestor of Humanity's bamboo pole.

Perhaps this was the final means of empowerment; among those like Tian Mie, who knew who would first reach the level of Rule Master? With luck, maybe a third-rank Rule Master could emerge, or even stronger, but second rank seemed no small feat.

"Actually... perhaps... I can try once more!"

Su Yu's eyes suddenly gleamed—try what?

Try... to resurrect the Necromancer King!

Why not give it a shot?

He was now fourth rank, but at least half of these undead's original power lay in the River of the Dead; resurrecting the Necromancer King would at least elevate him to third rank!

That was the minimum!

And if resurrected, with Su Yu's strength now much greater, even if the Lord of the Dead appeared again, Su Yu might not be without means to deal with him.

"If that happens... the Lord of the Dead would probably truly want me dead, stripping away the strongest existence from his Great Path!"

To hell with it!

Su Yu made a decision—perhaps he could revive the Necromancer King!

That way, a high-end combatant would emerge.

Martial Emperor reaches second rank, I am second rank, the bamboo pole at least creates a third rank, the Necromancer King is at least third rank, others become fourth rank... and then there's Chaos Dragon, that fellow is a strong fourth rank; if he could also improve a bit, he might have a chance to step into third rank.

Thus, combat power would increase greatly.

"The key is... perhaps I can take this chance to elevate that fellow Liu Hong! While resurrecting someone, expand his Great Path!"

Resurrecting the Undead Emperor was indeed a good choice.

This time, only one person needed to be revived.

The rest didn't matter.

Besides, the current Netherworld Domain had no strong beings.

"Once the Necromancer King is resurrected, it'll almost be time..."

Su Yu sensed that in his own world, some were about to advance—indeed, without pressure, they wouldn't move.