Three Paths for the Divine Dynasty

"What will you use to withstand it?"

Shen Yi had known from the instant he saw that vast sea of imperial aura that he would likely gain no tangible benefit today.

The other party seemed to be flaunting it, but he was actually explaining himself... answering that initial question.

Just as Shen Yi had previously guessed.

This Human Emperor had indeed prepared to offer up more than half of the Divine Land as the price, but not because he was a Madman. It was because he possessed something with which he could win.

Win against the gods and Buddhas filling the heavens.

As for how he intended to win, the man had not said it outright. Yet before such an immense reserve of imperial aura, even the strongest being Shen Yi had ever encountered, the Great Freedom Pure World Bodhisattva, seemed as tiny as an ant.

"What do you need most right now?" The Human Emperor sank back into the wine pool, leaving only his head above the surface.

Shen Yi pondered for a long while before raising his head and answering earnestly, "To stay alive."

"Exactly."

The man smiled, as though he had expected this. "Borrowing strength between the three sects is fraught with peril. Though you succeeded in killing the Southern Emperor, problems were bound to arise."

"Got a whole ass-load of trouble now, don't you?"

As he spoke, the Human Emperor sank directly beneath the surface and swallowed a mouthful of wine. The tightness between his brows eased slightly. "What do you plan to do?"

"Go to the Northern Continent and join the Three Immortals Sect."

Shen Yi concealed nothing. The other man controlled the imperial aura of the realm; learning where he intended to go could not have been easier.

"So it's those Bodhi Sect monks