To be honest, Great Emperor Aotian didn't believe that Yang Zhen could refine any Immortal Binding Rope.
Before it was even refined, a name had already been chosen, and such a grand and impressive one at that. If it weren't for the fact that he was at the Great Emperor Realm Stage, even the Great Emperor Aotian would almost believe it.
The rope that could bind the Great Emperor might exist in this world, but it couldn't possibly have been refined by Yang Zhen.
Great Emperor Aotian lay on the ground, scoffing at Yang Zhen's words. However, for some reason, even though he knew it was unlikely, Great Emperor Aotian still harbored a tiny bit of hope.
I hope that Yang Zhen can truly refine a rope that can bind the Great Emperor. Even if he can't completely bind him, just like now, if it can bind one-tenth of the spider webs on his body, no, even just a little bit, the Great Emperor Aotian will be able to roam freely among the Great Emperor without any rivals.
Oh my, thinking about this, Great Emperor Aotian was almost excited.
I don't know how long it's been since I felt this way. It seems I should go out more often so I can meet such an interesting little guy like Yang Zhen.
Even if you don't succeed in the end, you'll still experience excitement along the way, right?
The higher you climb, the colder it gets; even the Great Emperor Aotian had no idea how many years it had been since he had ever looked forward to something.
Of course, expecting Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth doesn't count.
This thing will come even if you don't expect it; it's not about expecting it, it's about counting down the days and waiting for it.
Yang Zhen, unaware that even with Great Emperor Aotian lying on the ground, was still having so much going on in his mind, wore a strange expression as he reached out to touch the spiderwebs binding Great Emperor Aotian.
These spider webs are not found everywhere; rather, they are wrapped around the skeletons in a strange manner. If not touched, these spider webs are no different from those seen in ordinary times. However, once a living being touches them, they will instantly activate and wrap around the skeleton.
Yang Zhen knew how terrifying these spider webs were, and didn't dare to touch too much of them. Even so, after touching just a little bit of the web, he immediately sat down on the ground with a thud.
Empress of Emperor Su Palace was already very worried, exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Yang Zhen Yang Zhen's reaction and pulled him back.
Yang Zhen looked completely bewildered, marveling at the spiderweb desperately trying to pull the threads into his fingers, and said, "It's truly a magical thing."
Great Emperor Aotian turned his head and, seeing that Yang Zhen was unharmed, immediately breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Boy, can you refine it?"
Yang Zhen shook his head and said, "There's no way right now. Senior, you can lie down inside for a while. I need to do some research."
Great Emperor Aotian paused, though he wanted to curse, he had no choice but to say to Yang Zhen, "Alright, then hurry up, I... feel a little unwell."
A mighty Great Emperor, utterly powerless, lay like a corpse in a pile of bones; how could he not feel terrible?
Empress of Emperor Su Palace looked at Yang Zhen with suspicion and asked, "Can this thing really be refined?"
Yang Zhen grinned and said, "The world is vast, and all things have their own rules. They cannot be refined, but I haven't found a way yet. Once I do, I will be able to refine this world as well."
"Yes, yes, yes, even heaven and earth can be refined!" Great Emperor Aotian thought Yang Zhen's words made sense and hurriedly nodded in agreement.
He was almost too weak to nod, so Great Emperor Aotian quickly expressed his support for Yang Zhen.
Next, Yang Zhen became completely absorbed in it, as if he had entered a meditative state, and entered a mysterious state.
From deep within the gate, that eerie, whimpering voice echoed once more, sending chills down the spine of the Great Emperor Aotian. He asked, "Boy, are you done yet?"
Empress of Emperor Su Palace sat cross-legged beside Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, protecting him.
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Zhen and Empress of Emperor Su Palace were covered in a layer of dust, and Great Emperor Aotian's body was almost like a giant cocoon before Yang Zhen suddenly regained consciousness.
As soon as Yang Zhen woke up, Empress of Emperor Su Palace and Great Emperor Aotian also woke up.
Especially Great Emperor Aotian, who seemed to have his mouth blocked by a spider web, making it difficult for him to speak clearly. He hurriedly asked, "Little Chicken, are you done yet?"
Yang Zhen glanced at Great Emperor Aotian, grinned, and said, "It'll be ready soon!"
Empress of Emperor Su Palace was taken aback, then overjoyed, and said, "You really thought of a way?"
Yang Zhen nodded, then his expression suddenly changed.
A rustling sound came from the deep, mournful depths, like tens of thousands of insects crawling.
The Great Emperor Aotian's fur stood on end. His eyes widened as he peered through the spiderweb, then he let out a strange cry, "Boy, hurry, hurry and find a way to get me out of here, or we're all doomed!"
Yang Zhen exclaimed, "What is that? It's so scary!"
"Corpses! They're corpses! Damn it, how come there are so many corpses here?"
Yang Zhen looked around and saw a surging tide of insects, densely packed together, all resembling centipedes, coming from not far away.
Seeing this, Yang Zhen was startled and asked with wide eyes, "No way, these insects don't have any aura. You, a great Great Emperor, are even afraid of these things?"
That being said, it would be utterly disgusting to have a swarm of centipedes crawling on you.
Great Emperor Aotian let out a strange cry and said, "What do you know? This is a corpse, something that can even gnaw on sacred bones. Once they arrive, you won't be able to save me anyway."
Dig up the grass!
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen was startled again. He immediately squatted down, grabbed his hands, and pressed them heavily onto the pile of bones.
"What time is it? What are you still doing? Hurry up and figure out a way to get this old man out of here. If you really can't, burn him."
Great Emperor Aotian struggled like a silkworm inside a cocoon, the huge cocoon bulging and throbbing, looking quite comical.
As if he hadn't heard Great Emperor Aotian's words, Yang Zhen rapidly inscribed the Great Wilderness Heavenly Restriction with his hands, and bursts of violent energy waves erupted, enveloping Yang Zhen and Empress of Emperor Su Palace.
Aww--!
Great Emperor Aotian let out a strange cry and said, "They're here! I, Aotian, who once reigned supreme, have not died under the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, but instead died among a swarm of insects! I am not reconciled! I am not reconciled!"
As he continued, Great Emperor Aotian roared, seemingly possessing immense strength from who-knows-where. His voice was powerful and resounding.
Just as the endless hordes of corpses were about to devour Great Emperor Aotian, Yang Zhen and Empress of Emperor Su Palace had already vanished without a trace.
Great Emperor Aotian stopped struggling, sighed, and said, "Boy, hurry up and leave. Every one of you who can leave will do, so that my lying here as a corpse's dinner won't have been in vain."
At this point, the Great Emperor Aotian snorted coldly and said, "However, it won't be so easy for you little insects to devour me."
Just as the Great Emperor Aotian was about to self-destruct, a lazy voice came. "I knew it, you old codger, you must have some way to save yourself. Why are you acting so pitiful? Whose sympathy are you trying to gain?"
Great Emperor Aotian was stunned. He turned his head with difficulty and saw Yang Zhen standing on him with one foot and holding a snow-white whip, lashing it hard at him!
"Aww--!"
Snap!
A crisp sound rang out, and the spider webs covering Great Emperor Aotian shattered into pieces.
Great Emperor Aotian suddenly sprang to his feet, laughing heartily as he waved his hands, unleashing a violent wave of fire that surged towards the overwhelming corpses.
"Die! Die! All of you, die!"
Halfway through the burning process, Great Emperor Aotian suddenly turned around, staring intently at the whip in Yang Zhen's hand, and asked blankly, "The Immortal Binding Rope?"