Emperor

Coffin Gate

Reincarnation Department

These three forces had spent hundreds of years laying out their plans for the world.

They fought constantly for centuries, but never truly clashed.

Until the very last moment, no one would reveal their true trump cards, let alone expose the hidden pawns under their command.

Therefore, the three forces seemed to have been fighting for a century, but in reality, they had been in a state of relative peace for a century.

This relative peace was finally shattered rapidly as the Heavenly Tribulation approached.

Hidden chess pieces on all sides were exposed in an instant, and various backup plans emerged one after another, leaving people overwhelmed.

Even a powerful figure like Jiang Chen had his limbs severed in a matter of seconds.

It was evident how meticulously the other side had planned their strategy!

He Lingbo walked to Jiang Chen's side and said, "Jiang Chen, I will still have you complete the task that the Emperor arranged for you."

"Jianmu (the legendary World Tree) will still be reborn after you and Ying Gou are sacrificed."

"However, the rebirth of Jianmu is to welcome the return of the Celestial Soul."

"The entire Art Community has focused its attention on Liangjie Mountain (Two Worlds Mountain). Xie Ban Gui (Half Ghost Xie), Wang Hun's army has already begun to gather towards Liangjie Mountain. Apart from you few, no one knows the secret of the Yin-Yang Inn. By the time they realize it, the Heavenly Prison will already be open."

Bu Ting interjected, "Even if they discover that something has happened to the Yin-Yang Inn, so what?"

"The space around the Yin-Yang Inn is distorted. Without the guidance of the innkeeper, even if Xie Ban Gui's million-strong army is mobilized, it will take them at least a year and a half to get here."

"The Emperor's painstakingly constructed killing scheme will ultimately only become the Saint Lord's outpost."

Hearing this, my heart couldn't help but sink.

Once the Celestial Soul returns to the Yang Realm through the Yin-Yang Inn, the Art Community will have no defenses to rely on and will be unable to withstand the endless Celestial Soul.

The Art Community will inevitably be defeated!

Bu Ting said, "Jiang Chen, although your strength is formidable, your personality is your most fatal weakness. The Saint Lord has been studying your personality, so every step you take is within the Saint Lord's calculations."

"The Saint Lord knows that the Eight Great Bandits are no match for you, let alone seize the Yin-Yang Inn."

"Their existence is merely to buy time for the Saintess to occupy the inn."

"Although the Eight Great Bandits delayed you for a while, they are not the main reason why you fell into the Saint Lord's trap."

"The reason you were able to get to this point is entirely because of Li Po."

"If you hadn't repeatedly disliked Li Po and insisted on letting Li Po inherit the Emperor's will, the Saintess wouldn't have had enough time to kill Nangong Yunmeng and seize the Yin-Yang Inn."

Bu Ting smiled and said, "Jiang Chen, if you can change your perspective and calm down to think about it, you will realize that Li Po is right."

"There has never been a destined savior in this world."

"Those so-called saviors are just deifications by later generations."

"When the world is in chaos, there will always be someone who stands up to quell the turmoil. If that person succeeds, they will become the Emperor of Destiny. If they fail, they will also be a powerful figure."

"Have you ever thought about it, if all those so-called people of destiny were killed, there would be another leader who would appear until they won or perished."

"That's the way of heaven!"

"Why are you so persistent?"

"Excessive persistence will only lead you to a grave."

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth and said, "Where is the Empress?"

Bu Ting clapped his hands, and a pillar in the distance slowly rotated half a circle without anyone controlling it, revealing the corpse hanging behind the pillar with its eyes wide open in death.

Nangong Yunmeng!

Bu Ting stood up and said, "Alright, everything that needs to be said has been said. It's time for you to fulfill your mission."

He Lingbo gently pushed the coffin on the ground. The blood-colored inscriptions that had once blocked Lao Liu suddenly protruded from the ground. Hundreds of stone pillars in the empty space rotated simultaneously, and blood-colored runes appeared on the pillars one after another. At first glance, they were dazzling, but upon closer inspection, it was as if they had opened a mysterious space.

After a moment, the bricks beneath us seemed to be forcibly removed from their original positions, and everyone fell into the ground at the same time.

When I stopped, I was lying among the roots of trees. Not far from me was a section of severed tree root.

He Lingbo moved Jiang Chen to the middle of the tree roots and drew a circle of inscriptions around him with Jiang Chen's blood, "Jiang Chen. You should feel fortunate that the Saint Lord is helping you fulfill your wish."

"If you were to simply use your zombie body, it would not be enough to activate Jianmu."

"The Saint Lord's spells can give you a boost."

"Just wait here!"

While He Lingbo was speaking, Bu Ting had already moved Ying Gou under the tree, snapped off three tree roots, and inserted them into Ying Gou's wounds before clapping his hands and saying, "Alright, water nourishes wood. Jiang Chen, Ying Gou complement each other, enough to catalyze Jianmu."

He Lingbo turned around and gently stirred the hair hanging beside her, "Mr. Bu, I'll leave this place to you."

"After Jiang Chen catalyses Jianmu, I will need you to set up a grand formation to protect Jianmu."

Bu Ting clasped his fist and said, "This subordinate will not shirk his responsibility. However, the things that the Saint Lord promised this subordinate, can they be兑现 (dui xian - fulfilled) now?"

He Lingbo's expression darkened and said, "Mr. Bu, the Saint Lord's great cause has not yet been accomplished, and you are already making demands repeatedly. Isn't that a bit too much?"