“Kill without mercy! Exterminate their gates, destroy their sects, seize their treasures!”
“This Nine Heavens has long needed a new order! Those who follow me shall prosper, those who defy me shall perish!”
“ROAR!!!”
Hundreds of dragons felt Chen Ping’s overwhelming tyranny and resolve. They let out heaven-shaking dragon roars together. Dragon majesty surged, murderous aura filled the sky, as if proclaiming to the entire Nine Heavens the birth of a supreme sovereign!
Old Black was so excited that every scale on its body trembled. It finally understood Chen Ping’s grand ambition!
This was not merely revenge, nor simply gathering materials. This was a conquest that would sweep across the entire Nine Heavens!
It was to bring the whole Nine Heavens under Chen Ping’s will!
“Yes, Lord Chen! This Old Black is willing to be the vanguard and clear all obstacles for you!”
Old Black roared in its deep, resonant voice, mad battle fire blazing in its huge dragon eyes.
Chen Ping nodded, his gaze ice-cold and resolute.
He had never originally intended to rule the Nine Heavens, but circumstances forced his hand.
The Soul-Devouring Venerable lurked in the shadows. The dragon army needed colossal resources. Scarlet Cloud Demon Lord needed a new flesh body. Liu Xue’s Heavenly Gate needed rebuilding. All of this required absolute power and control.
Since that was the case, he would no longer hold back!
He would seize complete control of these Nine Heavens!
Before he left for a higher world, he had to forge an impregnable domain for those he left behind!
Half a day later, the dragon army finished resting and set off once more, carrying the vast resources plundered from the Heavenly Evil Sect, along with even fiercer battle intent and murderous spirit.
This time, their targets were no longer a single enemy, but every sect and power in the Nine Heavens that possessed materials for origin soul liquid!
Chen Ping stood atop a dragon’s head, holding the jade slip that recorded the list of required materials, his eyes blazing like torches as he overlooked the rivers and mountains.
Their first stop was the Mysterious Nether Sect, the closest and most famous for producing Nether Ghost Lotuses!
The Mysterious Nether Sect occupied a huge Nether Cold Pool. All its disciples cultivated yin-cold attribute techniques.
When Chen Ping led the sky-blotting dragon army and appeared above the Mysterious Nether Sect like dark clouds bearing down, the entire sect was instantly overwhelmed by the vast dragon majesty.
The sect-protecting grand formation activated automatically, emitting eerie ghostly qi and an icy barrier.
The Mysterious Nether Sect Master, a glamorous woman at the second-grade Heavenly Immortal realm, flew into the air, her face deathly pale yet forcing herself to remain composed as she saluted. “May I ask why the senior has graced our humble Mysterious Nether Sect with his presence?”
Chen Ping wasted no words. He directly tossed the jade slip over, his voice indifferent. “Hand over ten ten-thousand-year Nether Ghost Lotuses and all their seeds. This lord can guarantee your Mysterious Nether Sect remains unharmed.”
The beautiful sect master caught the jade slip and glanced at it. Her expression immediately turned extremely ugly.
Nether Ghost Lotuses were the foundation of their sect. Those over ten thousand years old were even the treasures that suppressed the sect’s fortune. Ten plants would nearly empty thousands of years of accumulation!
The seeds were even more priceless!
“Senior… this… isn’t this demand a little too…” She tried to bargain.
Chen Ping’s eyes turned cold. He did not even need to speak. Old Black beside him already let out an impatient dragon roar. Terrifying dragon majesty pressed down like a solid mountain, smashing heavily onto the sect-protecting formation!
Crack!
The formation’s light shield instantly cracked all over!
At the same time, hundreds of dragons released a trace of killing intent. Combined, it hung like an icy blade of death above every Mysterious Nether Sect disciple’s head!
The beautiful sect master was so frightened that she paled. The words she was about to say were swallowed back down.
She had no doubt that if she dared utter one more “no”, the next moment, Mysterious Nether Sect would follow in the footsteps of the Heavenly Evil Sect!
“We’ll give them! We’ll give them!”
She practically cried out, hurriedly ordering disciples to fetch the treasures from the vault.
Before absolute power, any resistance was futile.
Soon, ten jade boxes shrouded in chilling air were respectfully presented to Chen Ping. Inside lay ten perfectly formed ten-thousand-year Nether Ghost Lotuses with petals like black jade and cores flickering with faint light, plus more than a hundred plump seeds.
Chen Ping inspected them, found everything correct, then turned away without the slightest lingering attachment.
