Chapter 1913: On What Grounds Do You Dare to Flip the Table?

The First Emperor of the Black Sun Empire narrowed his eyes, sizing up the Ghost Immortals who were questioning him. Finally, he could not help but burst into a strange laugh. "Hahaha, you actually believe him? His words are nothing more than an attempt to get you to stand on his side. He wants to use you to deal with the God Dao Sect and me. He even wants to pull the Demon Race along to fight us. But I stand firmly against the Demon Race. You tell me, who is on the side of good here? Can you still not see it clearly? Even if it is the Demon Race, we will not sell out the Nine Realms. If we wish our race to continue prospering here, then the Nine Realms must remain completely intact."

The leading Ghost Immortal of the Black Sun Empire wore a grave expression. "Ancestor, if you truly intend to sell out the Nine Realms, then the Demon Race will join forces with the Human Race to purge the traitors of the Nine Realms."

The Ghost Immortals from the Grand Wei Study and the Nine Nether Immortal Sect also spoke up one after another to declare their stances.

Seeing that, the Human Race Ghost Immortals were relieved.

Although Demons and Humans had fought each other for many years, exhausting an incalculable amount of resources, at the very least the Nine Realms still remained. Both races valued the Nine Realms deeply. It was the foundation upon which they both depended.

In the face of an external enemy, there was still a very real possibility that the two races could cooperate. In that way, it seemed that the God Dao Sect and the first emperor of the Black Sun Empire were not completely invincible either. The only worrying thing was that the Nine Realms might have already been marked by outsiders. Sooner or later, they would have to face them.

When that time came, what kind of war would break out?

It would probably be a thousand times more severe than the upheavals of the Three Realms!

The first emperor of the Black Sun Empire gave a sinister laugh. "Forget it, there's no reasoning with a bunch of little insects like you. In this day and age, fists still rule. Whoever has the bigger fist has the right to speak. Even if the Yin Demon Kings stand on your side, there are still many things in this Floating Pagoda Realm that you don't know. You cannot see the situation clearly. Right now, I will let you all see what it means to lie dormant for a million years, only to capture the Heavenly Dao in a single morning!"

As his voice fell, a violent wind seemed to sweep through the area. Yin energy swirled behind him, parting to either side like a drawn curtain. It revealed a larger and more magnificent portal.

From within, one golden figure after the other emerged. Their expressions were numb, and their eyes were vacant. Yet their auras were terrifying, only slightly weaker than the Twelve Golden Immortals.

The appearance of these ninth-transformation Great Yin Demons truly gave all the factions a huge fright.

"One hundred... two hundred... five hundred... one thousand...?!"

The tall and short Ghost Immortals silently counted the number of Great Yin Demons emerging. By the end, they couldn't help but glance at one another with deep shock.

They had thought the Motian Division was already strong, a notch stronger than an ordinary pseudo-underworld, and its influence spread across the Nine Mortal Realm.

However, the moment they saw the army of ninth-transformation Great Yin Demons, the lofty image of the Motian Division collapsed in an instant.

More than a thousand ninth-transformation Great Yin Demons stood motionless behind the first emperor of the Black Sun Empire. At that moment, clothed in imperial robes and wearing his mianliu crown, the first emperor of the Black Sun Empire looked far more like the Underworld Monarch Yan than Fang Chen did!

The Ghost Immortals of the Upper Three Realms subconsciously retreated away, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

"Over a thousand ninth-transformation Great Yin Demons, and they are all his puppets? Boss, did we come here to seek death?"

Chen Enxue stood frozen like a wooden chicken, then turned her head to look at Fang Chen. "Old Ninth, why don't you abdicate and let him be Monarch? He looks more like one than you do."

Fang Chen said helplessly, "If he becomes Monarch Yan, we are dead for sure."

"Yeah, that's true. It's still better if you're Monarch Yan. But... how are we supposed to fight him? He alone can bind all our families from the Upper Three Realms together and give us a thrashing," said Chen Enxue. "The Enlightenment Underworld has accumulated its foundation for many years, but the seniors who have advanced to the ninth-transformation Ghost Immortal Realm up until now amount to a mere dozen or so. Some of them have to stay behind to guard our territory and can't leave at all. How many could we actually bring here?"

She continued, "The other factions are roughly in the same situation. Even if we rounded up everything generously, could we scrape together a hundred? That's barely a tenth of what he has..."

Chen Enxue wasn't the only one to lose the will to fight. The other core members of the Enlightenment Underworld were also terrified. They were originally born of top-tier lineages and had never feared any other faction. That was precisely because they knew that the foundations of the world's top-tier factions were all roughly similar.

But now, the first emperor of the Black Sun Empire had brought out an entire army of ninth-transformation Great Yin Demons all at once.

How could we possibly fight this?

Within the eyes of King of Yin Mountain and Ghost Mother Hua Zizai, a trace of astonishment also surfaced.

The King of Yin Mountain smiled self-deprecatingly. "Keeping a low profile and showing no signs, yet managing to cultivate such a powerful army without a single breath of rumor leaking out. What a first emperor of the Black Sun Empire."

"The Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower that you all want to fight for should still contain a batch of ninth transformation Yin Soldiers inside, but their numbers may not necessarily exceed these Golden Immortals that I have cultivated." The first emperor of the Black Sun Empire wore a beaming smile. "So, what do you all have to contend with me? Even if the Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower falls into the hands of this Monarch Yan, can he contend against me?"

Everyone subconsciously glanced at Fang Chen for a moment before looking at the Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower. They could not help but let out a long sigh.

"This is a trap..."

"What else could it be? Perhaps... it's already too late to leave now."

They had originally thought that gambling on the Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower was worth it because it could shift the entire situation of the Underworld. But who would have thought that the first emperor of the Black Sun Empire would own such a massive army of ninth-transformation Great Yin Demons?

By now, no one believed that whoever controlled the Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower could truly become the master of the Underworld. In their view, the Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower could not compare to this powerful army in the hands of the first emperor of the Black Sun Empire at all. As long as a Half-Step Heavenly Dao did not appear, this powerful army was enough to sweep through the Floating Pagoda Realm. If they added Lu Fengshen of the God Dao Sect, what did they have left to fight with?

"Jinwu, so this is what you have been busy with during all those years you spent hidden away? I wonder, if my Dragon God Formation fights against your forces, who would turn out to be more powerful?"

Everyone's eyes brightened slightly.

They saw that the Dragon God Formation had already flown back from the distance. Although the Northern Sea Profound Snake was nowhere to be seen, it was unlikely that it had died. It had most likely fled after being injured.

The First Emperor of the Black Sun Empire frowned. "Dragon God, I have said before that the matters of the Underworld actually have absolutely nothing to do with your Ancient Dragon God Palace. With your strength, even if you are not in the Nine Realms, you can surely find an Eight or Seven Realms out there in the vast Qingming. How could there not be a place for your Ancient Dragon God Palace to settle down? I advise you not to stand in my way. Even if you are determined to do so, you will likely have to pay a tremendous price. Right now, there are three Half-Step Heavenly Dao figures standing on our side."

"So what if there are? Can they make it over here? We are all eating at the same table. If there is any disagreement, settle it at the table. Who gave you the right to flip the table?" The Dragon God's eyes flashed with a chilling gleam. "Whoever flips the table first, I will beat that person."

The first emperor of the Black Sun Empire fell silent for a long time before chuckling. "It may not necessarily be me who flips the table first. Since we are to eat this meal, then let us wait. We will speak further once everyone has arrived."