Saint Cliff: Discussing the Heavenly Emperor

"I don't believe it!"

The Big Black Dog picked himself up where he had fallen and said through gritted teeth, "I can stroll around the Deathless Mountain. You think the Saint Cliff can stop this emperor? I'm a master of this!"

"Can we really count on this dog expert?" Ye Fan muttered as he watched, clearly doubting the Black Emperor.

"This time, there definitely won't be a problem."

The Big Black Dog pulled a book from who knew where and studied it intently for a moment. Then he declared with complete confidence, "This time, it'll work."

"No one knows the formations Great Emperor Wu Shi laid down better than I do..."

The Black Emperor led the way again. At first, nothing went wrong, but after he took a few more steps, another thick bolt of lightning fell from ten thousand feet above.

Crack!

The Big Black Dog fared even worse this time. His whole body was charred black, white smoke poured from his ears, and he coughed up sparks. He was almost cooked through.

The others could hardly bear to look. One by one, they shook their heads.

Call the Black Emperor useless, and yet he could read Great Emperor Wu Shi's formation patterns and even take a few steps through them.

Call the Black Emperor capable, and those few steps were all he managed.

"Big doggy, are you all right? I smell roast meat..." Xiao Nannan asked worriedly.

"He won't die. Don't worry." Lin Xian was utterly calm. This dog had survived from the Immortal Ancient Era until now. When had he ever died? The Great Universe could be buried, and the Black Emperor would still be alive.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha uttered a Buddhist invocation. Immortal light appeared in his palm, and he brought the half-dead Black Emperor