Becoming Great Emperor by Playing Game-Chapter 446: Xiaodie, I’m Sorry

Chen Lan raised the Flame Thunder Spear high, and there was no longer any trembling.

Seeing this, the Demon Emperor frowned. A human Taoist Saint dared to negotiate with him; truly courting death.

But the Supreme Treasure was more important now. He believed Chen Lan wouldn’t dare play tricks, so he threw Little Die from his hands, and Chen Lan quickly caught her.

Just as he caught her, a terrifying force hit him, the Flame Thunder Spear in his hand flew out, and he, holding Little Die, was knocked back, dust flying everywhere!

"A Supreme Treasure, indeed a Supreme Treasure, just holding it, one can feel boundless power. Such a waste for trash like you to wield it!" The Demon Emperor, gazing at the Flame Thunder Spear in his hand, laughed excitedly. The Flame Thunder Spear was indeed extraordinary, stronger than all his Magical Treasures.

But the next second, the Flame Thunder Spear suddenly trembled, flames and thunder burst forth, and he felt a terrifying burning sensation, instinctively letting go.

In an instant, the Flame Thunder Spear flew back into the dust. A large hand firmly grasped it, and Chen Lan, holding Little Die, slowly walked out, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sneered: "It’s mine, you can’t take it."

He had long since merged souls with the Flame Thunder Spear. Without his permission, no one could take it. He could summon it back in an instant. The flame of the Flame Thunder Spear, the Nine Nether Underworld Fire, could burn souls. Even a Dao Emperor could clearly feel that burn.

"Damn it, how dare you trick me!" The Demon Emperor roared angrily, pointed a finger, and the space shattered instantly, countless Flying Swords emerging, their speed incredibly fast.

Seeing this, Chen Lan shielded Little Die behind him, his chest bone’s Divine Light glowing brightly, swinging the Flame Thunder Spear to block them all.

Previously, the Demon Emperor noticed the glow from Chen Lan’s chest bone, now even more familiar. Looking again at Chen Lan’s face, his heart shook with surprise: "Are you Ye Lan?!"

Years ago, in seclusion, he heard of Ye Lan’s name, reportedly undefeated worldwide, hardly anyone could match him, dominating everyone of his era. He wished to invite Ye Lan to the Demon Race’s ancestral land, seeking him out, and extended an invitation.

Ye Lan wasn’t an arrogant person, accepting the invitation, but soon after, news came that the eight Holy Lands joined forces to suppress Ye Lan, banishing him to the lower realm, and he didn’t take much notice after that.

Now seeing Chen Lan’s face, distant memories slowly revived in his mind, recalling it.

"Unexpectedly, you’re not dead, and even stronger. That planet indeed had great fortunes!" The Demon Emperor was ecstatic.

Chen Lan’s reappearance completely verified his thoughts. Someone who had stayed on Blue Star for so many years broke through to a Taoist Saint and returned to the Desolate Celestial Realm. This only took over ten thousand years. In such a short time, reaching Taoist Saint from an ordinary Great Emperor was impossible, even for an extraordinary genius.

The Divine Bone could only assist, not possibly allow him to break through to Taoist Saint so quickly. Blue Star surely hid great fortunes, or else it couldn’t have let Chen Lan develop so swiftly.

"Once I search your soul, I’ll know Blue Star’s fortunes!" The Demon Emperor laughed manically, his desire to break through growing stronger.

Having stayed at the Dao Emperor level for hundreds of thousands of years, desiring a higher level was overwhelming. Now seeing an opportunity right in front of him, how could he not long for it?

He was fully convinced that Blue Star held great fortunes. Whether Chen Lan obtained the greatest fortune wasn’t certain, but it must be significant, possibly hiding a chance to break through to a higher level!

In an instant, the Demon Emperor acted again, space seemingly frozen, chains emerged from the void, winding around Chen Lan like pythons, rendering him immobile, pupils shrinking dramatically. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t break free!

Was this the true power of a Dao Emperor?

Completely unable to resist, earlier could only be called minor skirmishes!

"This farce should end." The Demon Emperor spoke coldly, slightly clenching his fist, the spatial chains tightened instantly. Chen Lan broke out in a cold sweat, gritted his teeth, and exerted all his strength trying to break free, the Divine Light on his chest growing blinding, the chest gradually cracking, faintly revealing Divine Light!

This was the Divine Bone being used to the extreme, signs of imminent shattering!

"For me... break!!!" Chen Lan roared angrily, his right hand suddenly exerting force, the Divine Light dazzling, forcibly breaking a space chain!

Boom!

The spatial chain exploded, and the Demon Emperor was momentarily surprised, then even more excited: "Good, excellent, the stronger the power you show, the more I like it!"

The stronger Chen Lan was, the more terrifying the fortune on Blue Star must be to allow him to grow to this point.

This was what he wanted to see.

"Break!!!" Chen Lan roared skyward, his eyes flowing with golden light, spinning like a Tai Chi symbol. His chest’s Divine Bone cracked open, flesh splattering. More astoundingly, it seemed alive, spreading over Chen Lan’s chest and abdomen, forming a close-fitting armor, slowly turning golden. Golden lines like veins connected to the armor’s body, utterly unique!

"This is..." The Demon Emperor spoke with amazement, apparently having read about this in some Ancient Texts.

Those texts described physiques, with endless wonders in the world, even more types of physiques. Some unique physiques could transform blood, meridians, root bones, etc., into parts of the body’s flesh. For example, regenerating a severed arm with blood, displaying endless transformations.

A specific record detailed a cultivator who used root bone transformation into armor. He refined his body daily using the hardest materials, grinding his body until bones were exposed, then soaked in potent medicinal baths, akin to rubbing salt on a wound.

Of course, this required a suitable Body Refining Technique; otherwise, it couldn’t be withstood.

Chen Lan’s situation wasn’t much different from that recorded on Ancient Texts; the Divine Bone adhered on the surface seemed to grant even greater strength.

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, several spatial chains shattered, Chen Lan broke free and emerged, radiant with golden light, glaring at the Demon Emperor: "Come fight!"

Chen Lan now felt his body filled with endless power. This power gave him confidence, as if he could battle a Dao Emperor.

"Overestimating yourself." The Demon Emperor sneered, his face gradually darkening, unexpectedly being underestimated by a Taoist Saint.

With a wave of his large hand, numerous spatial rifts opened, from which countless sharp spears flew toward Chen Lan.

Seeing this, Chen Lan’s pupils contracted, quickly avoiding them. But how could he match the speed of the spears?

However, he wasn’t truly trying to fight but looked back: "Little Die, run, keep running, don’t look back!"

He knew he couldn’t hold off the Demon Emperor, only waiting for Peach Blossoms to arrive, then Little Die could be saved. He still had a clone on Blue Star, could be reborn, but Little Die couldn’t. Though she had immortality, the means of a Dao Emperor were unimaginable.

Hearing Chen Lan’s words, Little Die’s heart shuddered, recalling Grandpa Chunqiu’s words, tears flowing like rain, her body trembling slightly, muttering: "Grandpa Chunqiu, Brother Ye..."

Seeing Chen Lan severely injured, standing in front of her, shouting for her to leave, Little Die hated, hated herself, for being useless, unable to help!

Tears kept falling, landing on the Ancient Sword Blade in her embrace.

Gradually, the sword blade began to tremble slightly, seeming to respond to Little Die, wisps of blood-red aura spreading, drilling into Little Die’s mind, her sobs gradually stopped, losing all sound, she couldn’t hear anything, only emptiness!

Her consciousness slowly faded, arriving in a pitch-black space, suddenly a beam of light illuminating, a person appearing, smiling faintly at her.

"Brother Ye!"

"Little Die, I’m sorry..."