The Black Emperor picked up his brush and wrote the annals of history, recording the grudges between Tianxuan's two generations of Sacred Lords. It was all dark history: a Saint Son usurping the throne, a palace coup, two Saints holding court, ruling from behind the curtain—every detail was placed on record.
Then he threatened the two Tianxuan Sacred Lords. If they did not pay up, he would embellish the story and revise the official history into wild rumors.
"Black Emperor, you actually dared to use my own trick against me." Lin Xian's expression darkened. He had invented the Recording Stone trick himself. Enraged, Holy Master Lin stretched out his massive black hand, intending to seize the Dog Emperor, physically revise history, and conduct a thorough purge.
"The sun shines bright, the sun shines bright!!!"
The Big Black Dog ran into Purple Mountain. No one knew the place better than him. He actually used the Beginningless Formation to evade the Saintly pressure and shouted, "Holy Master Lin flew into a rage out of shame and wants to kill a dog to silence him!"
"If you strike again, I'll have my Puppy Squad spread the wild history..."
"What a Puppy Squad." Ye Fan could not help bursting into laughter. Holy Master Lin, so this day had finally come for him. Ye Fan had not forgotten how Lin Xian and the Black Emperor had created the Puppy Squad to mess with him back in Holy City. Now karma had come around.
What one rose by would also be what one fell by.
"Lord Ye, don't celebrate too soon."
"If you don't abdicate the Imperial Throne to the Sacred Body Dao Embryo..." Protected by Purple Mountain, the Big Black Dog was incomparably arrogant. With his paws on his hips, he said, "I'll also write