Becoming Great Emperor by Playing Game-Chapter 484: Let’s Have Some Fun in Hell

Chen Lan turned his head; the Taoist Saint was right behind him, a threatening look in his eyes, warning Chen Lan not to sabotage their plan.

Upon hearing this, Chen Lan smiled faintly, "I just came to listen to the teachings."

"The lecture is over, please leave this place," the man said coldly.

At this moment, Chen Lan noticed another Taoist Saint arriving, his aura emanating from above. The man was on the second floor watching him, his eyes cold and filled with killing intent.

Even though they had just met, the other party immediately showed killing intent, indicating that their so-called plan was very important to them.

"The Ancient Pill Emperor is my friend, and we haven’t seen each other for years. May I have a word with him?" Chen Lan smiled.

Hearing this, the man immediately frowned and said coldly, "You’re the one who just communicated with him? What did he tell you?"

"What does that have to do with you?" Chen Lan sneered.

"It seems you insist on staying, then don’t blame Wang Yang for being ruthless!" the man said coldly; his name was Wang Yang.

Buzz!

The sound of a sword arose as Wang Yang instantly summoned a sharp blade, aiming for Chen Lan’s neck. With a resonant clang, the ghostly Qi surged from Chen Lan’s body, deflecting the blade.

"Ghost Cultivator?!" Wang Yang was slightly stunned at the sight of this dense ghostly Qi and suddenly remembered something upon seeing Chen Lan, "You’re the Ghost Cultivator who killed Gu Feng a few days ago!"

Gu Feng had been killed by a Ghost Cultivator days ago, and the news had spread, along with Chen Lan’s appearance—white hair, black robe, and a devilish charm, especially his abnormal aura.

White hair and black robes weren’t uncommon, but coupled with this terrifying ghostly Qi, he must be that Ghost Cultivator!

Realizing this, Wang Yang retreated in horror, staring at Chen Lan. If this man could kill Gu Feng, he could certainly kill him with ease as well!

"Come down quickly to help; this person’s strength is extraordinary!" Wang Yang looked up at the second floor and shouted to the man.

Just as the words fell, a large hand suddenly reached out, grabbing his neck, with an eerie cold voice echoing by his ear, "No more nonsense, go enjoy Hell for a while first."

In an instant, Wang Yang’s soul was extracted, and Chen Lan swiftly tossed it into the eighteen layers of Hell, letting him play around in there, then turned to look at the man.

The man on the second floor, who hadn’t come down yet, was dumbfounded seeing Wang Yang’s soulless body collapse. A Taoist Saint was instantly killed without even performing any Divine Techniques!

Who on earth was this person? And as he saw Chen Lan turn back showing that playful smile and eerie gaze, he suddenly realized and shouted in terror, "You are Chou!"

"Looks like my reputation precedes me."

The man felt a chill because the voice came from behind him. Before he could turn around, a black blade pierced through his chest, impaling his heart, as a large hand pressed on his forehead.

"Extinguish," Chen Lan said softly, instantly absorbing the man’s soul.

With his Ghost Dao perfected and his soul path at its peak, there was no opponent for him unless the adversary possessed a Magical Treasure to protect their soul or had a soul as strong as his, or else they would be instantly killed by him.

After absorbing the soul of this Taoist Saint, Chen Lan understood the situation.

The Immortal Pill Pavilion pretended to spread the teachings but was actually running a pyramid scheme. They attracted Alchemy Masters from all over under the guise of teaching and then used force to imprison them, forcing them to practice Alchemy day and night. They were cowardly bullies, refusing to capture Alchemy Masters stronger than Daoist Venerable.

Alchemy Masters often focused on Alchemy so much that they neglected to improve their cultivation. If they were both strong and skilled in Alchemy, there’s certainly a powerful force or entity backing them, deterring the likes of them from provoking them. They only dared to capture the weaker ones.

Those who were taken earlier had likely been captured. There was also a Taoist Saint inside, and the Ancient Pill Emperor was also controlled. His cultivation was constantly suppressed at Daoist Venerable level, preventing advancement. If he showed signs of a breakthrough, these people would reduce his cultivation again. Repeatedly beaten down, it seemed the Ancient Pill Emperor had difficulty advancing further.

From the man’s memories, it wasn’t just the Immortal Pill Pavilion; basically, all of Dan City operated this way. Dan City was famous in the Desolate Celestial Realm as the Alchemy Sacred City due to its astonishing speed in producing Elixirs. Anyone with money could get any Elixir, no matter the size of their order; everything was delivered promptly.

Many sects loved ordering Elixirs here because of the speed and quality. Gradually, it became known as Dan City. Given that there were regular lectures, more Alchemy Masters visited this place.

Little did they know, the presence of Alchemy Masters was why production and quality were high. In Blue Star, this would be a typical black factory, facing both overwork and beatings.

The terrifying fact was that Dan City had thirteen Taoist Saints, who jointly governed it. Behind them were Dao Celestial Sect and Yaochi Sacred Land, offering protection. So even if someone knew this secret, no one dared to speak out.

"Dao Celestial Sect seems respectable on the outside, but they’re rotten to the core behind the scenes," Chen Lan thought to himself. It wasn’t the first time he heard of this Holy Land.

They really had their hands in all sorts of evil deeds.

Chen Lan stepped into the Immortal Pill Pavilion. The people who entered earlier had disappeared. According to the man’s memories, there was a large basement serving as a prison for newly captured Alchemy Masters.

He followed the memory down and indeed found a prison. The Alchemy Masters in the cages had fainted, apparently drugged, with the Ancient Pill Emperor also in one of the cages, though he was not unconscious but sitting in place.

The cages were laden with the aura of an Array to prevent escape.

The Ancient Pill Emperor sensed Chen Lan’s aura and suddenly opened his eyes, speaking in surprise, "You’re still here?!"

"We have a fated connection; I’m not leaving just like that," Chen Lan replied with a soft smile, punching the cage and breaking the Array on it, rescuing the Ancient Pill Emperor.

"Hurry up, there are three Taoist Saints here. Although I can’t see through your cultivation level, but you’re not a match for them," the Ancient Pill Emperor said nervously, worried that if those three found out, they would be doomed.

"Too late." Just then, a voice behind Chen Lan startled the Ancient Pill Emperor, who looked up to see a woman!

Chen Lan turned and said with a faint smile, "The other two are dead, and you’re really in such a hurry to rush to your death too."

Upon hearing this, the woman widened her eyes in surprise. Those two Taoist Saints were dead?

The harsh words she was about to utter got stuck in her throat, but confronting her was Chen Lan’s ghostly-fast figure, grabbing her neck in an instant!

"Sending you to join them."