Golden Boat Ascends

The Immortal Emperor Supreme watched the Venerable Sovereign depart, his face impassive and utterly expressionless.

He walked over, wanting to pull Dan Xuanzi out of the Yuan Tu Seven-Colored Lamp. But when he extended his hand, he only then realized that it was trembling.

The more he tried to control his trembling hand, the harder it shook. No matter what he did, he could not stop it.

He felt that his legs had gone weak too—so weak that he could barely stand.

He steadied himself and panted heavily. He was even more exhausted than when he had fought Tian Yuan to the death against Xu Ying.

The terror and pressure he felt were things he had never experienced before.

Lu Yiren watched the scene from afar, shook his head, and did not go looking for the Immortal Emperor Supreme.

"The leader of complete corruption cannot be someone like him. Ming Zun certainly won't be able to resist the temptation of complete corruption. If I reveal myself and tell him its benefits, he will surely submit, but his nature is not the nature I need."

He turned and left, murmuring, "I need someone with immense charisma—powerful, adaptable, able to grow or shrink like a dragon, able to hide or reveal himself at will. Someone like the Venerable Sovereign, like Xu Ying. Only someone like that can guide an era and lead the Three Realms into complete corruption. Ming Zun clearly cannot do it. He lacks that kind of boldness."

He could not help thinking of the White Bone Divine Dragon again, and frowned slightly. "He actually survived until now. I thought he had already died beneath the Dao Cry..."

He had spent a brief period with this White Bone Divine Dragon, after his parents had died in battle.

He did not