The Emperor Corpse called the lower realm "Ancestral Land."
Most people in the Immortal Realm, however, perceived the lower realm as a wasteland.
"Is there any difference?"
Chen Fan didn't know.
Lost in thought, he heard the Emperor Corpse's voice, filled with killing intent.
"Boom."
The Emperor Corpse attacked.
The Soul Emperor Corpse still possessed the abilities of a Heavenly Emperor.
With a great shout, the entire mind-world fell into a state of stillness.
Chen Fan's soul began to rapidly dissipate.
He had no power to resist.
"Heh heh."
Chen Fan forced a most unsightly smile.
His withered body could not even manage a pleasant smile.
Therefore, his smile was ugly.
"Gather."
But Chen Fan would not wait for death.
He let out a low hum.
The four divine artifacts instantly merged into one.
Divine might swept across heaven and earth, and the mind-world, once imprisoned by the Emperor Corpse, instantly collapsed.
The power of the divine artifacts was terrifying.
This scene made the Emperor Corpse's eyes light up: "Good."
Good?
It was indeed good.
The Emperor Corpse was extremely pleased.
For he was about to possess Chen Fan, and after that, all of this would be his.
"Hahaha."
The Emperor Corpse reached out and grabbed.
Rumbling.
The mind-world roared, and the four divine artifacts were actually blasted away by the Heavenly Emperor's power.
At the same time, his large hand landed on Chen Fan's head: "Come, merge with me."
"You think too much."
Chen Fan grinned.
"What other trump cards do you have?" the Emperor Corpse sneered.
In the face of absolute power, all trump cards were useless.
Therefore: "Die."
The Emperor Corpse's hand fell.
Bang.
Chen Fan's soul exploded.
"Hahaha."
At this moment, the Emperor Corpse was overjoyed: "Yi Fu, this Emperor is about to emerge, are you... ready?"
He felt the control of the mind-world.
Although he had just acquired this body.
But do not forget, he was a Heavenly Emperor, and could easily control everything that originally belonged to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan was already dead.
From today onwards, the name Chen Fan would no longer exist in this world; there would only be the reborn Heavenly Emperor.
"Boom."
Suddenly, the mind-world cracked.
A huge fissure tore through the mind-world.
"What is that?" the Emperor Corpse frowned.
Looking up, he saw a thick river of rules that had invaded the mind-world.
"Is this your trump card?"
The Emperor Corpse still sneered, his expression indifferent.
Now, he controlled everything of Chen Fan, and this river of rules would also belong to him in the future.
"Merge."
A deep roar sounded.
In reality, Chen Fan opened his eyes, his soul leaving the mind-world.
No... he was no longer Chen Fan, but the Emperor Corpse.
With a great shout, the Great Dao of Death and the river of rules began to merge.
Rumbling.
The river of rules began to grow stronger.
At the same time, the Emperor Corpse's Great Dao of Death was constantly shrinking, its death qi merging into the river of rules.
"Hahaha."
The Emperor Corpse continued to laugh.
Amidst his laughter...
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, the Emperor Corpse frowned.
Something was wrong?
He was a Heavenly Emperor; there was nothing in this world that could make him feel threatened anymore.
But just for that moment, he had a bad premonition in his heart.
"What's happening?" the Emperor Corpse mused.
In the end, he could only let out a cold laugh: "I am the Heavenly Emperor, who can do anything to me?"
Even if it was Chen Fan's contingency, he didn't care.
Now, Chen Fan was dead.
"Buzz."
But just as he was about to summon the four divine artifacts.
No...
The divine artifacts had not moved.
How could this be?
Chen Fan was dead, and he had possessed him successfully, gaining control of everything Chen Fan had, including the divine artifacts.
But now, the divine artifacts were completely beyond his control.
"Could it be..."
Boom!
The Emperor Corpse's face instantly darkened.
From the bottom of the river of rules, a figure suddenly shot up.
Turning his head to look...
"Chen Fan."
The Emperor Corpse's face contorted: "How...?"
"Hahaha."
This time, it was Chen Fan's turn to laugh heartily.
Chen Fan emerged from the depths of the river of rules, his aura earth-shattering.
Ten dragons of imperial qi coiled around him.
"It is enough."
Chen Fan smiled.
Content.
Ten strands of imperial qi were not his limit; he could have condensed far more.
For within this river of rules were many rules that could condense imperial qi.
However, it was no longer important.
Ten strands were sufficient.
"Boom."
The ten strands of imperial qi shattered simultaneously.
As they shattered, sun and moon appeared above Chen Fan's head.
Outside, illusory sun and moon also appeared in the sky above the City of Freedom.
For a time, countless people murmured...
"A Titled Emperor, another Titled Emperor has been born."
"In the direction of the central thatched hut, who has advanced to become a Titled Emperor?"
"As expected, the City of Freedom is full of powerful individuals..."
Sun and moon in the sky, the mark of a Titled Emperor's birth.
Though they didn't know who it was, seeing the direction was enough to know it was someone from the City of Freedom.
Yi Fu also noticed it.
Nothing beneath the floor could escape his senses.
"Has he advanced to Emperor?"
Yi Fu murmured, "Your path has just begun, Titled Emperor, heh heh..."
He curled his lips.
What was a Titled Emperor? A powerful Dao, a single Dao could suppress heaven and earth.
The cultivators of the Immortal Realm nowadays were too ostentatious, excessively exaggerating the quantity of imperial qi.
Like the Emperor Corpse, he only had one Great Dao, Death... but who dared to say he was weak?
In the past, the prodigies of the same era as the Emperor Corpse, were they not all adorned with more than ten strands of imperial qi? But what was the outcome?
Useless.
One powerful Dao surpassed ten thousand Daos; it was the path of overwhelming might.
Of course, this was not to say imperial qi was useless.
Imperial qi represented talent, and indicated the heights one could reach in the future.
He withdrew his thoughts and continued to focus below.
In his hand, the Heavenly Crown appeared.
A smile flickered across his aged face: "Perhaps, you will truly find a master this time. I have wronged you by following me all these years."
Yi Fu, who suppressed a city.
But he understood that he was not worthy of this divine weapon.
Only that senior... only someone from the Ancestral Land could be worthy of this divine weapon.
...
At this moment, below the passage.
"Rumbling."
The river of rules trembled, madly devouring the power of the Great Dao of Death.
At the same time, Chen Fan's aura was also growing stronger.
The ten strands of imperial qi had shattered.
The power of rules flowed through his entire body, his left eye the sun, his right eye the moon, a gaze that seemed to belong only to gods.
His aura continued to grow.
And the shattered imperial qi took root within his body.
Limbs, internal organs, and his forehead...
Ten Dao Apertures were illuminated by the imperial qi.
This was the mark of an Emperor.
"Rumbling."
The power of rules continuously poured into the Dao Apertures.
The Dao Apertures were like bottomless pits; no matter how much power of rules entered them, they were consumed.
The ten Dao Apertures shone like tiny suns.
"You dare."
Suddenly, the Emperor Corpse's roar sounded.
At this moment, the Emperor Corpse was consumed by boundless rage.
This insignificant insect was actually using his power to transform.
Chen Fan's forehead was precisely the Dao Aperture formed by the convergence of the Great Dao of Death.
Vaguely, a portal seemed to be taking shape on Chen Fan's forehead.