Chapter 533 You Had a Grudge in Your Past Life

“What if Lu Ye has more reinforcements?” the Source of Darkness asked.

The Heavenly Emperor hesitated…

“Surely… he doesn’t?”

“Can you be sure?” The Source of Darkness was furious.

“Last time, you said Lu Ye had no reinforcements. I originally wanted to awaken more Quasi-Emperors, but you insisted nine were enough. And now look!”

The Heavenly Emperor had nothing to say.

The Source of Darkness was laughing inwardly, nearly dying of amusement. Truly, you are who you associate with. Spending every day with Lu Ye’s ex-wives had made its wits dull.

But now, sticking close to Lu Ye every day, its mind sharpened instantly.

Ah!

Having a razor-sharp mind—what a rush!

“This is the situation now. We can’t risk sending more Quasi-Emperors—losses would be catastrophic. But it’s fine—though we’re anxious, someone’s definitely sweating bullets more than us!”

Who could be more desperate?

Of course, the An Clan!

The An Clan had only seven Quasi-Emperors, accumulated over who knows how many years. They rarely clashed with outsiders, so their losses were minimal.

But now, six out of seven had been trapped. Unless something unexpected happened, the An Clan must be losing their minds!

And indeed, that was the case.

The An Clan.

At this moment, the An Clan was like ants on a hot griddle.

The entire clan was in utter chaos.

Those were six damn Quasi-Emperors!

Not six pushovers—if all six fell, the An Clan’s power would nosedive!

An Li’s face darkened as she watched the battlefield through a scrying mirror.

“Some of Lu Ye’s reinforcements were his enemies in their past lives, yet now he’s using them as his attack dogs. Expose the truth, fast, and get them to turn against Lu Ye, joining us instead!” An Li urged anxiously.

Hearing this, An Ri’s eyes lit up.

“Who are they?”

The An Clan had two Emperors—An Ri and An Xing. Whispers told of a third—An Yue—but no trace of her ever surfaced.

Due to the An Clan’s shrouding energy, even their two Emperors were stuck at the Seventh Heaven, having not ascended to the Eighth Heaven.

Of course, they were barred from acting, too.

If they did, the Great Sage of Nine Heavens would descend in a heartbeat.

“These—Venerable Guangcheng of the Heaven-Earth Sect, Wanderer Tianya of the Boundless Pavilion, Venerable Snowmoon of the Snowmoon Sky Tower…”

An Li rattled off seven or eight names—figures who’d clashed with Lu Ye in their past lives and ended up getting killed by him.

Upon hearing this, An Ri immediately sent runners to inform these eight individuals.

Given their past-life blood feuds, if these eight turned against Lu Ye, most QuasiEmperors would still push for his death. Even if they failed to kill Lu Ye, at the very least, the Dark Clan’s QuasiEmperors could return safely!

Not like this mess they’re in now.

A Dark Clan Emperor bolted toward the battlefield, but before reaching it, a thunderous blast shook the air.

The Great Dao itself screamed in anguish.

A crimson downpour fell from the roiling chaos.

A QuasiEmperor had just bitten the dust.

The Dark Clan’s Emperor couldn’t hide his alarm, fearing it was one of their own.

But as he got closer, relief washed over him—it was a QuasiEmperor from the Dark Origin who had fallen.

Those among the Dark Origin’s QuasiEmperors were either injured or nearing the end of their lifespans. Though generally powerful, under relentless assault, the ones running on fumes were the first to go down.

"Elder Guangcheng! Tianya Zi! Elder Xueyue…!"

The Emperor bellowed, snapping their focus.

Those whose names were called actually looked over.

"In your past lives, you all had a bone to pick with Lu Ye! Now, he’s tricking you into backing him against his foes. Should he survive this calamity, he will surely settle scores with you in the future! Figure out who your real enemy is!"

The Dark Clan’s Emperor bellowed.

Upon hearing this, An Wuxing’s spirits soared.

Having just returned from the Ancient Land of Celestial Corpses, he had barely had time to breathe before being sent to intercept Lu Ye.

After consecutive battles in the Ancient Land, he was in rough shape—exhausted and barely holding on.

Seizing the moment, An Wuxing urgently shouted,

"Fellow Daoists, Lu Ye’s a vicious, slippery bastard! Even if you aid him now, past grudges will not be forgiven—he will still seek vengeance! You should stand with us, not him!"

The eight QuasiEmperors froze, visibly rattled by these words.

"Eight QuasiEmperors! In your past lives, Lu Ye cut you down like dogs! You’ve been deceived!"

The Dark Clan’s Emperor roared desperately.

The eight shared nervous looks, while the other QuasiEmperors aiding Lu Ye tensed.

"Fellow Daoists, stay calm! The past is the past—none of it has happened in this life. Don’t throw away this shot we fought for!"

"Indeed, Fellow Daoists! If you betray us now, at best, these QuasiEmperors will escape, but Lu Ye will remain. Give him time, and guess what’s coming for you? Have you considered that?"

The assisting QuasiEmperors hurriedly tried to dissuade them.

Tianya Zi just snorted in amusement.

"There's no need for tension, Brothers/Sisters in Dao. We'd never betray him—not only that, but since we had grievances with Lu Ye in our past lives, this time, we will surely work twice as hard, hoping to bury the hatchet with Fellow Daoist Lu Ye!"

"Fellow Daoists, our chance to make amends is here!"

Snowmoon the QuasiEmperor bellowed.

All eight were thinking the same thing.

Since they had enmity with Lu Ye in their past lives, they would have to exert far more effort than others to reconcile with him in this life.

They weren't stupid—with such a golden ticket right before them, if they didn’t seize it tightly, what bigger break would they get?

They had clearly witnessed Lu Ye’s terrifying growth speed and bottomless potential.

To establish a connection with Lu Ye was a dream come true.

When Lu Ye had called for aid and they first received the news, they had nearly died laughing, wondering how to get on his good side—all for the sake of seeking his guidance on attaining the Emperor’s path in the future. And now, the chance fell right in their laps!

Who could resist such a golden opportunity?

"Hahaha! Enemies in the past life, friends in this one—the bond between us and Fellow Daoist Lu Ye truly runs deep! Kill!"

The Dark Clan’s instigation backfired spectacularly. Instead of wavering, the eight QuasiEmperors seemed as if fired up.

Their core energies ignited at this moment.

The auras of all eight surged simultaneously as they fearlessly charged toward the QuasiEmperors of the Dark faction.

The Dark Clan members nearly had a stroke, on the verge of fainting from sheer frustration.

What in the world? Are you all insane?

You were enemies in your past lives, and Lu Ye even killed you—yet after learning this, not only did you refuse to turn against him, but you’re now fighting even more fiercely? Isn't this just pathetic brown-nosing?

Is Lu Ye really worth sucking up to?

The Dark Origin almost couldn’t hold back its laughter at the sight.

But remembering that the Heavenly Emperor was still nearby, it forcibly suppressed its amusement.

Still, it was absolutely priceless!