Fighting the Emperor

The Ancient King was secretly surprised as he looked at Tang Miao, who had withstood his attack. Although Tang Miao was only a remnant soul, his Armor Robe alone was enough to unleash half of his true power. And his attack, while not a full-force strike, could easily have killed several monarchs... yet this kid had barely managed to withstand such an attack?!

For a moment, the Ancient King wondered if their era had truly passed.

After taking the hit, Tang Miao quickly dodged back a bit. He wasn't afraid; it was just that the demonic power was constantly erupting, and his bloodline was surging restlessly—clearly, he was enjoying the battle!

"Young man, your strength is not bad. Why not pledge your allegiance to me?" The Pharaoh looked at Tang Miao, who had retreated, and assumed that he was no match for the Ancient King. Moreover, he wondered if there might be a grudge between them.

Therefore, he wanted to win him over.

Even though he's not dead, so what?

Is this the time to worry about that? If we destroy the Ancient King before us, he will become the true ruler of the underworld.

Neither Tang Miao nor the Ancient King were moved by what Khufu said.

The two men stared at each other, as if Khufu was completely beneath their notice!

After a moment of silence, the Ancient King spoke first, "I am who I am, it's just that the Zhan Kong you mentioned still retains some memories that have merged with mine. Such people are truly rare."

Tang Miao paused, genuinely surprised by this turn of events. But then, why was this fool willing to sacrifice himself back in the Holy City?

Of course, according to him, he was actually still in a state of slumber. The loss of that wisp of remnant soul was probably insignificant to him.

Seemingly sensing Tang Miao's doubts, the Ancient King suddenly asked, "Are you asking why I wasn't in control of this body when that woman appeared?"

He hadn't intended to ask, but since the Ancient King had brought it up, it wouldn't hurt for him to inquire, so he nodded.

You have to understand, being able to chat with him was an opportunity I earned by taking a direct hit from him. If he were still the same person he was back then, he wouldn't have had this chance at all.

"Perhaps that's the power of love; he'd rather be devoured by me than not see that woman," the Ancient King said, a hint of disdain in his voice.

After all, in their time, women had absolutely no status.

Khufu watched as the two chatted casually as if no one else was around. Most importantly, he was being completely ignored! He was furious!

"You're asking for it!"

Khufu roared, and then with a "whoosh," he appeared beside Tang Miao and the Ancient King, his palms radiating thick black, corrosive energy as he struck them both.

Tang Miao turned around, his eyes bloodshot and brimming with fighting spirit. He suddenly exerted force with his claws and blocked Khufu's furious palm strike.

The Ancient King, on the other hand, seemed quite relaxed, casually exchanging a blow with him.

"Boom!!"

After a deafening roar, shocking cracks suddenly appeared across the entire sky...

The vortex they were in began to split open. Clearly, this small vortex was no match for the power of the three Emperors!

After finishing his strike, Tang Miao launched a counterattack. Although he might not be as strong as Khufu, defeating him would not be an easy task.

As Tang Miao and Khufu collided at the speed of light, the Ancient King suddenly retreated slightly. As the true Emperor of the underworld, he could defeat Khufu on his own. Under these circumstances, the Ancient King disdained to join forces with Tang Miao.

The two beams of light collided violently, and energy scattered wildly like sparks... The speed increased, and the destructive power grew stronger!

Their clash seemed to have transcended the realm of magic?

Of course, the lightning on Tang Miao's tiger claws never dissipated, and every tearing motion made Khufu feel a tingling numbness all over his body...

When lightning occasionally strikes the ground, it causes extreme destruction; an entire mountain range can be reduced to charcoal in an instant!

As for the spirits above, the same applies...

"That... that wouldn't be my boss, would it!??" Mo Fan, who had successfully captured Leng Jue, returned here and stared blankly at the battlefield in the sky.

He couldn't see the battle clearly at the moment, but earlier, the figure that filled him with fear and made him want to worship had the soul shadows of the mature Flame Ji and Snow Woman, which is why he spoke uncertainly.

"That kid, like you, also possesses that strange power?" Nine Nether Queen asked with some surprise, looking at Tang Miao in the sky who was fighting Khufu to a standstill.

"Hmm..." Now that Mo Fan has Demonization, he can fight against a monarch. Although the backlash is terrifying, with the help of a powerful tonic like undead, even with strong and terrifying aftereffects, he can still accept it.

But... even after his Demonization, he could only contend with Monarch Level... and even against Supreme Monarch like the Corpse of the Mountain Peak, he could only manage a draw. When Khufu appeared, he clearly felt a sense of oppression...

And now, Tang Miao, who appeared out of nowhere and from who-knows-how-to, is directly confronting Khufu?

Nine Nether Queen a pause, Jiuyou said, "Your boss is quite good; it seems he has gained the approval of our king."

"Why do you say that?" Mo Fan asked, looking at Nine Nether Queen with a puzzled expression.

"If that weren't the case, the king wouldn't have stood by and watched the battle."

Nine Nether Queen said to the Ancient King with a mysterious confidence, "Otherwise, the two of them would never have had the chance to fight like this, and that kid would never have had the chance to get involved in the war with the Emperor!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Just then, a bolt of destructive lightning suddenly descended from the sky, landing precisely where Mo Fan, Nine Nether Queen, and the group of Ancient Capital Undead were!

"Damn it!!" Mo Fan shouted upon seeing this, instinctively trying to grab Nine Nether Queen and run away.

However, the Nine Nether Queen remained completely unmoved...

Just as the lightning struck mid-air, the figure of the Ancient King suddenly appeared above them. In front of him, a Chaos Vortex emerged.

That bolt of lightning, capable of destroying an entire mountain range, was instantly absorbed into it...

Mo Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Nine Nether Queen, asking, "Big sister, why didn't you run? That bolt of heavenly lightning would have killed us all..."

Nine Nether Queen covered her mouth and giggled, looking at Mo Fan and saying, "Do you think that even if we run, we can leave this entire mountain range in an instant?"

Mo Fan's lips twitched slightly, but upon closer inspection, it made sense...

At their speed, they had no chance of escaping, no wonder the female corpse remained so calm...

"Damn, that was close... Watching the big shots fight is really risky..." As he spoke, Mo Fan, who was gazing up at the sky, suddenly stopped talking...

This is absolutely terrifying!

The battlefield vortex that had previously opened up the sky had completely dissipated... and strange cracks were appearing intermittently in the sky above... seemingly due to the force it shouldn't have been bearing?

This kind of scene can be described as a once-in-a-century event...

Even as the vortex was about to dissipate, the battle between Tang Miao and the Pharaoh continued...

At this moment, Tang Miao's tiger claws were no longer just filled with the power of Lightning Element. In fact, fire and Ice Element had appeared on them at some point, and the Wind Wings on his back were also stained with ice and fire!

With each attack, it felt as if the surrounding elements were being devoured...

The reason why Forbidden Curse Mage spells and forbidden magic cannot be used casually is because every time they are used, they cause extremely terrifying destruction to a region. And his attack now is exactly that!

But who cares about these things nowadays?

Tang Miao grew stronger with each battle, and with the help of his two devoted daughters, Flame Ji and Snow Woman, he mastered the ultimate power of three elements almost simultaneously.

Although Khufu was a veteran Emperor, he was initially wary of the Ancient King's power, so he didn't go all out when fighting Tang Miao at the beginning... But because of this, he became Tang Miao's practice target.

Khufu finally realized what was happening, but right now, he couldn't even defeat Tang Miao, let alone kill him.

The power of this thing has been constantly increasing, especially his control over these three elements, which he now wields with almost effortless ease!

Almost immediately during the fight, Tang Miao's strength reached a level comparable to his own...

"Boom!!"

Another burst of lightning, both intensely hot and extremely chilling, exploded in front of him, followed by a rain of fire and hail from the sky!

At the moment of impact, seemingly due to the force of the fall, nothing grew where it landed!

Many of these scattered attacks even landed directly on top of the Great Pyramid of Khufu! The pyramid, already dimmed by the undead army's attack, now looked as if it were about to go out of light.

As for the Fiendish Sword Servants near the pyramids, they died almost instantly upon contact... Although the Dark Sword Master managed to block some, they still inflicted horrific damage on their bodies!

Upon seeing his beloved pyramids bombed, Khufu was furious, shouting, "You're asking for death!!"

The reason why an immortal being can live as long as the heavens lies in the tomb. If the battle continues, he might have a chance to severely injure Tang Miao, but killing him would not be easy. After all, there is still an Ancient King standing there, watching him intently.

Tang Miao was slightly out of breath. After a fierce battle, although he enjoyed the exhilarating feeling, even the demon's momentum was starting to wear him down.

"Rubbish."

However, although he had lost his momentum, he didn't stop talking. After glancing disdainfully at Khufu, Tang Miao continued, "A tiny scum from a small place dares to swagger and bully on my Huaxia soil?"

With that, Tang Miao stepped back a few paces, coming to the side of the Ancient King, and continued, "This one is the true king of the underworld. If you're not convinced, come and try!"

He was truly on the verge of exhaustion, even though the Kirin Jade contained many Spirit Essence, some of which had even transformed into General Level beings, and quite a few of which were at the Commander Level! Having replenished the demon's power, he could still fight, but after this battle, he knew he was no match for Khufu.

If that's the case, wouldn't it be better for him to leave these Spirit Essence behind to strengthen his own Star Seeds?

Besides, didn't the Ancient King like to be respected? Since he wants to be the one to speak, he should naturally put in some effort.

Seeing Tang Miao's expression, Ancient King snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Where did your courage go?"

"Ahem... I think matters concerning the dead are best handled by someone like you, the King of the Underworld. After all, as he said, the Underworld doesn't allow two kings. I imagine you wouldn't allow it either, given your temperament, would you?" At this point, the flattery was in full swing.

As long as I don't have to do anything myself, everything is fine!

Although the Ancient King disliked Tang Miao's spineless appearance, he turned to look at Khufu.

The Ancient King had long lost interest in invasion and unification. Thousands of years had passed since his resurrection from his tomb, and his ambition to rule over everything had faded away along with his undead body.

The world of the living no longer belonged to him, so at the moment when he could reclaim his capital, he chose to turn away and choose solitude underground.

However, this time, heading to the Northern Plains and seeing the creatures born on the battlefield, even though their bodies are dead but their souls are immortal, the stirring of the clash of swords and the thunder of war drums still stirs within me.

Regardless of whether Tang Miao has backbone and courage, there is one thing he is right about: the underworld can only have one king!

Although, to the Ancient King, these beings were already unparalleled Emperor in the world during their lifetimes, their magical attainments reaching a level of solitude, having personally created necromancy, forged the strongest Earth Element defenses, and had the most powerful totems slumbering within their lands... what more needed to be conquered?

That was it; the entire vast world no longer held any appeal for him.

But the fact that there was only one king in the underworld really piqued his interest!

"The Underworld only needs one king. So, will you choose to fight me or get lost?" The Ancient King's voice was calm, but full of disdain.

To be honest, if his entire soul were to awaken, Khufu would be nothing compared to his immense power. The Ancient King was the greatest in life, and in the thousand years since his death, he has only become more powerful!

The reason he didn't choose to continue his attack here wasn't because he couldn't kill Khufu, but simply because he didn't want to destroy his own land. After all, it was a land he had built from scratch.

Of course, although he showed no intention of making a move now, the Ancient King had no intention of letting Khufu go. He was still very interested in Khufu's corpse preservation technique.

He disliked his current face, crisscrossed with the markings of the living dead. He needed his face to be filled with the same vitality he had before he was alive—the vitality of Khufu, which was Armor Robe Emperor was most interested in!

Khufu looked at the Ancient King, who had the air of a victor, and he genuinely wanted to fight him. Although the outcome might not be ideal, he wouldn't want to appear inferior to the Ancient King if he gave it a shot.

However... after his fierce battle with Tang Miao, he was no longer at his peak condition...

So, Khufu hesitated only slightly before turning around. However, true to his principle of not losing face, Khufu said in a calm voice, "I'm very fortunate that there's still an old monster like me. The mysterious East has indeed made my trip worthwhile."

"So, you still chose to leave?" The Ancient King felt nothing but contempt for Khufu as he turned away...

Indeed, he truly despised those weaklings who made excuses to run away. They weren't even worthy of being called his opponents.

Khufu naturally sensed the Ancient King's disdain, but he decided to hold back for now, and continued, "War is never rushed. This fertile land, this land filled with heroic spirits, will ultimately belong to me Khufu!"

After leaving these words, Khufu summoned the ancient golden ark and chose to return to the pyramids.

Throughout the entire ordeal, the Ancient King maintained the posture of a victor, but he did not launch another attack.

Seeing Khufu retreat like this, Tang Miao asked in confusion, "Since you also said that the Underworld should only have one Emperor, why didn't you take action to destroy him?"

He was utterly perplexed. He had already exhausted Khufu for half the day, so why was this guy just watching? Wouldn't it be better for Khufu to kill it now?

The Ancient King did not respond; he turned and vanished into thin air, reappearing on the body of the Corpse of the Mountain Peak on the ground.

Tang Miao was annoyed that the Ancient King didn't respect him at all! Although he was indeed stronger, Tang Miao was no longer an ant that the king could crush at will!

That's really going too far!

Then Tang Miao also left the sky and headed towards the Corpse of the Mountain Peak. The moment he left, the vortex that had appeared vanished in an instant... as if it had never existed, but the dark clouds still covered the entire sky.

Looking at Tang Miao who had suddenly appeared before him, the Corpse of the Mountain Peak had to admit that even he, a man of warlike nature, felt a slight sense of fear.

After all, he had suffered at Tang Miao's hands before, and now that Tang Miao was even able to go toe-to-toe with his master, he was really frustrated.

"You want to block my path?" The Ancient King looked at Tang Miao had appeared and said in a low voice.

Although he showed no sign of leaving, Tang Miao's appearance on their way back exuded a sense of provocation!

"No, I just want to know why you didn't take care of him?"

"Why should I explain my actions to you?" the Ancient King replied coldly.

Tang Miao was furious! He knew he couldn't defeat this thing; that damned Chaos Magic was almost devouring all his destructive power. Otherwise, he would have made this arrogant emperor of all ages feel the terrifying destructive power of a demon!

They ignored him, so he had no choice but to leave and fly to the battlefield.

Keep in mind that the fluorescent starlight here is almost completely gone. After this battle, he can at least strengthen two types of Star Seeds to level five. Even his low- and Intermediate Magic can be strengthened to Intermediate Level -level six!

The Ancient King watched Tang Miao chase after him, somewhat puzzled.

He didn't think Tang Miao was going to rush over and fight Khufu to the death. After all, if he really had that kind of guts, he wouldn't have stopped and hidden behind him just now.

Only after seeing the broken pieces and the Spirit Essence being absorbed did he finally understand everything...

While Tang Miao was collecting his spoils, Mo Fan, who had rushed over from afar, also successfully received a great mission: to go to the Egyptian pyramids and open a gate—a gate to the Egyptian Undead that would allow the Ancient King to lead his army of the underworld to attack.

Mo Fan refused.

After all, even putting aside the fact that he can't Demonization, just imagining it makes it seem like an extremely dangerous task...

But could he simply refuse the Ancient King's orders?

In the end, he agreed... There was no other way; the Ancient Capital couldn't withstand a second catastrophe. Although such a horrific event might not occur, in the heat of battle... no one could be certain what might happen.