Chapter 347 Scared the Beast to Death

The Emperor!

No matter when, they are extremely formidable existences.

The Emperor's strike almost cut off all chances of An Li's avatar escaping.

The problem was, inside the Great Dao’s prison, An Li didn’t even have the ability to make her avatar vanish—this was an absolutely sealed space.

An Li was losing it,

and Dark Origin was also freaking out.

Now what?

The Great Dao’s thunder kept hammering away.

Providence and Shen Xitong were thrilled.

Boom! Boom! Keep blasting!

Damn you, Dark Origin! This time, we’ll wreck you so hard you’ll never strut around again!

"Kill her! Once she’s destroyed, the avatar will vanish on its own!"

A powerful voice boomed from Dark Origin.

Naturally, it referred to eliminating An Li.

An Li’s eyes showed nothing but defeat.

Now, there was no way out.

"Save my true spirit, throw me into the Six Paths of Reincarnation to rebuild fast. Nobody messes with the Celestial Lord of Reincarnation—ten years max—that’s all I need."

"You can save Bai Qiulan, have her keep causing trouble for Lu Ye. She’s already on your side."

"Lay low for ten years—no stupid moves. You must wait for me to return!"

An Li spoke rapidly.

Dark Origin gave the okay.

The next moment, a crushing force obliterated An Li’s body and soul.

Right then, An Li was as good as dead.

With An Li’s death, her avatar naturally dissipated.

Though a portion of Dark Origin’s power remained trapped in the prison, Providence couldn’t track Dark Origin just from leftover power.

Lu Ye watched as An Li dissolved within the prison of the Great Dao. After a moment’s thought, he got her game.

He could’ve called in the underworld to snatch An Li’s true spirit.

But considering the current state of the underworld, Lu Ye decided against it—now wasn’t the time to pull them into this mess, as it might lead to their complete destruction.

Still, this time they had dealt a heavy blow to Dark Origin, forcing An Li to regress into a mere true spirit. All things considered, they came out ahead.

Sooner or later, he would face Dark Origin in battle. Weakening its power now would only benefit the future.

The Devourbeast watched this scene.

Seeing the appearance of Emperor Daohen, its attitude became extremely respectful. Had it really encountered an Emperor just after arriving in the Outer Realm?

"Devourbeast greets the Emperor!"

Though there was only a one-word difference between a Quasi-Emperor and an Emperor, their status, position, and strength were like heaven and earth.

Emperor Daohen nodded lightly.

His gaze turned toward Lu Ye.

He spoke slowly.

"I wonder if I should address you as fellow Daoist or as Sect Master?"

Hearing this, the Devourbeast went rigid.

It was truly stunned.

Then, cold sweat drenched its body.

The meaning behind these words was crystal clear.

This Emperor had been summoned by Lu Ye.

Lu Ye's arrival in the Outer Realm was not out of desperation—it was entirely because an Emperor had been waiting here long in advance, just waiting for him to appear.

If it had attacked Lu Ye as that woman had suggested, the Devourbeast had no idea how quickly it would have died!

Holy hell!

By my ancestors!

This is horrifying!

It had truly been teetering on death's edge, nearly dying in a flash.

Aaaah!

This is too much!

Sheer terror filled the Devourbeast's expression with panic.

Both Lu Ye and Emperor Daohen couldn’t help but find it amusing. The Devourbeast was a sharp one—a situation that should have been fatal had been reversed by its own choices.

It was clear that choices matter more than effort.

Had the Devourbeast chosen to side with the Dark Origin, no matter how hard it tried, it would have died here today.

But it had chosen Lu Ye instead.

"Greetings, Emperor. You may simply call me by my name," Lu Ye said with a slight smile.

Though he showed respect for the Emperor, there was not an ounce of fear. After all, in his past life, he had personally raised eight female Emperors—even those without the Great Dao had been forcibly elevated to the rank of Emperor under his guidance. Facing an Emperor now, he naturally felt no intimidation whatsoever.

Emperor Daohen laughed lightly. "Very well. By status, I should address you as Sect Master. So, Sect Master it is!"

Lu Ye didn’t care about titles and nodded directly. "Fine by me!"

"Thank you for stepping in, Emperor. I won't forget this favor."

Emperor Daohen waved his hand dismissively.

"We are all working to eliminate threats to Providence, so it's not entirely for your sake. Such a small matter, don't sweat it."

"A save's a save, and a debt of gratitude remains."

Daohen pondered for a moment—fine, if you wanna call it a favor, then so be it!

As it happened, there was something he wanted to test: a Dao debate with Lu Ye.

He wasn’t sure if it would work out, but when it came to such matters, even failure bore no loss—it was a no-lose situation.

"Then let me cash in this favor now. What d'you think?"

Lu Ye naturally agreed. Anyone with half-decent morals would know that debts of gratitude ought to be repaid.

Ah, but those who cultivate the Dao of Protection can't even be called human!

No shit they don't pay back favors.

"Fellow Daoist, would you care to have a debate on the Dao with me?" Emperor Daohen proposed.

So that was it.

Debating the Dao was one of Lu Ye’s strengths. In his past life, he had mastered every damn Dao to insane levels. Had he not chosen the Dao of Protection to attain Emperorhood, he could have easily ascended with any other Dao with just a bit more effort.

But Lu Ye had not taken that path. Once he chose to protect, he saw it through to the end.

Damn it! What a fool he had been!

"A discourse on the Dao is no trouble, but might the Emperor wait here for a moment?"

Though Lu Ye had been formidable in his past life, in this one, he was still but a small fry—way out of his league to address Emperor Daohen as "Fellow Daoist." That's just how it was.

An Emperor had his dignity.

It was telling that Lu Ye addressed him as "Emperor," and Daohen did not correct him.

Hearing Lu Ye’s words, the Devourbeast was sweating bullets. Holy shit! Asking an Emperor to wait? What could possibly be more pressing than an Emperor’s request?

"If I may ask, Sect Master, what's up?"

Lu Ye was blunt.

"Killing someone."

A debate on the Dao with an Emperor could wait, but killing—that was best done swiftly.

Wait too long and shit goes south!

Though with the Dark Origin just got its ass kicked, maybe it ain't thinking about Bai Qiulan just yet?

Here's hoping he wasn’t too late!

Hearing those two words, Emperor Daohen just nodded.

"Killing is indeed more time-sensitive. In that case, I shall wait here. Come find me once you’ve finished your business."

"Alright, I'm outta here!"

Lu Ye abruptly transformed into a streak of crimson light, streaking toward the Fourth Heaven.

Bai Qiulan, don’t you dare run away!

All that talk about 'defying your master' and betraying your ancestors—this time I'm actually coming for you!

Master, I'm coming!