Amitabha, the World-Honored One's Wrath
"Underworld Emperor, it's you! I never thought you were still alive. I knew it..."
The moment Duan De descended and intercepted the Corpse Emperor, the Corpse Emperor's expression changed drastically. He actually gave up on heading to the Big Dipper Ancient Star, turned around, and fled as though escaping for his life.
As the founder of the Underworld lineage, Duan De's second life as the Underworld Emperor had seen unprecedented research into Reincarnation Marks, granting him an unparalleled ability to restrain those who cultivated the corpse path.
Moreover, the Corpse Emperor had once been a major figure of the Underworld and had cultivated its techniques.
Though he was known as the second ancient lifeform in heaven and earth to be reborn from a corpse, he was utterly insignificant before the Underworld Emperor, the progenitor of the corpse path, who controlled the life and death of all his descendants.
Thus, the instant the Corpse Emperor saw Underworld Venerable's true appearance, he retreated without the slightest hesitation.
Duan De, who had no idea why, froze slightly.
He had slumbered in Reincarnation Lake for several centuries. Though the Celestial Venerable's will had begun to awaken within him, his Dao Fruit remained incomplete, and the imperial attacks he unleashed appeared only sporadically, beyond his control.
If a true imperial expert saw through him, his fate would surely be miserable.
That was why Duan De had been unhappy with Ye Fan for using him to fend off disaster. His cultivation was not yet sufficient—one careless mistake, and he would be finished.
"Hey, brat, don't run! Take this Dao Master's... ptooey, take a bowl from this Underworld Venerable!"
Seeing that he had won his first encounter, Duan De was beside himself with excitement. He immediately gave chase, the boundless immortal tribulation