"This look on his face... why did it seem a little familiar?"
Lin Xian sucked in a cold breath. He felt that the Corpse Emperor bore the shadow of a certain dead fat man. As expected of a Supreme Being from the Underworld—every one of them was cut from the same cloth.
No matter how one looked at it, the Corpse Emperor had truly inherited the Netherworld Emperor's teachings.
"The me of yesterday is not the me of today. This emperor has attained enlightenment in Reincarnation and turned over a new leaf, drawing a clear line between himself and the dark Underworld of the past."
Without changing expression, the Corpse Emperor spoke righteously. "I wish to follow the Azure Emperor to the Heavenly Court, idly sweeping fallen flowers with immortals. I ask the Heavenly Court to give me a chance!"
"This emperor has never launched a Dark Turmoil. I too possess a heart of great love. I am not a Dark Supreme, but the Great Love Heavenly Venerable!"
The emperors glanced sideways, all stunned by the Corpse Emperor's shamelessness. Was that lightning-fast surrender worthy of his thick brows and big eyes?
They had thought the Blood Phoenix Ancient Emperor's conduct as a turncoat was already devoid of a Supreme Being's dignity. Never had they expected another clown to appear here.
The Corpse Emperor narrowed his eyes, calculations already forming in his mind. There was naturally a reason for him to humble himself so completely.
He had been an emperor for two lifetimes, and his physical body was unimaginably powerful, far surpassing the other Supremes. His sole weakness was the Reincarnation Seal, which was why he feared the Netherworld Emperor so greatly. Several tens of thousands of years ago, when the Heaven-Penetrating Netherworld Treasure stirred, it had frightened him into fleeing