Chapter 1547: I've Finally Waited for You

Chapter 1547: Chapter 1459: I’ve Finally Waited for You

Watching Lady Qi’s body dissipate into the earth, Wang Yan and Meng Po stood there, both with furrowed brows.

Wang Yan said, “Senior Meng Po, according to what Lady Qi said, could it be that King Yama already knew I was coming?”

Meng Po’s face showed a trace of a strange expression. She lowered her head in thought for a moment, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes, and after a while, she said to Wang Yan, “Wang Yan, you don’t need to overthink. Now is not the time to attack King Yama. Although King Yama also has the cultivation of a Divine Emperor, his realm is extremely high, and you are simply not his opponent.”

“How is the realm of a Divine Emperor distinguished?” Wang Yan immediately asked.

“The so-called realm of a Divine Emperor is achieved through enlightenment. The purer the enlightenment, the deeper the Dao practice, and the higher the realm. King Yama broke through to Divine Emperor countless years ago, and the Dao he’s comprehended is pure beyond compare. The purer it is, the deeper his cultivation, and naturally, he is much stronger than your recent enlightenment.”

Hearing this, Wang Yan was not deterred in the slightest. Instead, a hint of battle intent appeared in his eyes.

“Alright, then I must see just how powerful King Yama truly is!”

Seeing Wang Yan eager for action, Meng Po couldn’t help but regret: I was really foolish, forgetting that Wang Yan’s path is through battle. Of course, saying King Yama is powerful would only ignite his fighting spirit.

At this point, Meng Po wanted to dissuade Wang Yan, but he had already walked in front of the eight million Demon Cultivators and ten million Hell Abyss troops, boldly declaring, “Brothers, rest for three days. Three days later, we will attack the Blood Pool Pass where King Yama resides!”

“Attack——”

“Attack——”

The eight million Demon Cultivators and Hell Abyss troops, having witnessed Wang Yan’s great victory over the Nether Realm army, were full of vigor and immediately shouted alongside Wang Yan.

Seeing not only the eight million Demon Cultivators so eager for battle, but even her own ten million Hell Abyss troops filled with fighting spirit by Wang Yan, Meng Po felt both joy and worry.

Joy at finally being able to battle King Yama again and avenge years of hatred, worry that since King Yama had long set a trap waiting for Wang Yan, this venture might just fall into a perilous situation with little chance of survival.

At this time, two million Asura Evil Ghosts from the Nether Realm army remained. Since watching Lady Qi’s death, they stood there dumbfounded, neither fleeing nor attacking.

Wang Yan passed through the Demon Cultivator army and reached the two million Evil Ghosts.

Seeing this, the eight million Demon Cultivators and ten million Hell Abyss troops immediately rushed forward, encircling the Nether Realm army.

The two million Nether Realm army found themselves surrounded and began to feel at a loss.

At this moment, Wang Yan coldly said to the two million Nether Realm army: “I now give you a choice, fight or surrender?”

Although Wang Yan only said this simple sentence, the two million Nether Realm army all looked up, a flicker of hesitation in their eyes.

It was obviously noticeable that the two million Nether Realm army were contemplating their next move.

Seeing the hesitation of the Nether Realm army, Wang Yan once again shouted loudly, “Have you forgotten Lady Qi just now?”

Hearing this second sentence, dozens in the two million Nether Realm army immediately knelt before Wang Yan with a “thud,” crying out loudly, “Commander, we are driven to desperation as well. We are willing to surrender.”

Seeing these dozens of Evil Ghosts kneeling, immediately hundreds more knelt down: “We too do not wish to remain as ghosts for eternity, we wish to reincarnate as humans.”

Then, sounds of kneeling continuously came from the two million Nether Realm army, each one like wheat being cut down, kneeling successively until finally all knelt before Wang Yan.

“We are willing to surrender!”

Since entering the Nether Realm, it was the first time they saw the Nether Realm army surrender, causing Wu Ancestor Li and others to be endlessly excited.

Wang Yan nodded, saying: “Good, you now enter my Black Cherry. I promise you, after restructuring the Six Paths, I will immediately allow you to reincarnate as humans.”

Hearing this, the two million Evil Ghost Asura immediately showed expressions of gratitude, kneeling to thank Wang Yan.

Wang Yan raised his hand, and the Black Cherry flew out of his hand, hovering in mid-air.

The two million Nether Realm army beneath the Black Cherry immediately flew towards it willingly, without the slightest hesitation. In a moment, the two million Nether Realm army had completely disappeared.

Seeing this, Meng Po was profoundly shaken, secretly sighing: When the Black Cherry was in my hands, no Evil Ghost was ever willing to enter it voluntarily. But today, I finally understand that conforming to human nature is the basis of reincarnation.

At this moment, in the black palace dozens of miles away, a frantic voice once again emanated from a dark corner: “Damn it, that traitor Lady Qi, even her subordinates are all traitors, not only defecting to the enemy but also allowing Wang Yan to break through to Divine Emperor!”

And at this time, another icy voice also emerged from that body: “However, I am even more eager for him to arrive.”

…

Three days later.

Nearly twenty million troops marched overwhelmingly towards Blood Pool City.

In this nearly twenty million army, the left half consisted of eight million Demon Cultivators, their auras pure and majestic under the leadership of Wu Ancestor Li, Fang Jinchun, and others, their battle intent soaring.

The right half was the ten million Hell Abyss army, each Asura Evil Ghost shrouded in heavy Yin Qi, led by the four mighty Asura of Shadowless, though each appeared fierce, their righteous spirit straightforward, defying the heavens.

At the center between the two armies, Wang Yan and Meng Po flew, and although neither revealed their cultivation, the powerful aura in their bodies loomed.

This aura even surpassed that of the twenty million troops.

The army proceeded for dozens of miles, and then they began to sense a series of bloody scents wafting towards them from afar, surging into the noses of everyone, almost making them retch.

The Hell Abyss army could endure it, but the eight million Demon Cultivators shook their heads repeatedly, barely restraining the urge to vomit.

As they advanced, the blood scent became increasingly intense.

Finally, a towering city appeared in the distance, entirely blood-red from afar.

With incredible eyesight, everyone looked intently, only to turn pale.

As from afar, it looked less like a city and more like a massive mountain made of corpses.

Each brick of the city was actually a corpse, meaning this colossal city was composed of billions of corpses.

Looking at it, the bodies on the city wall either stared with blank eyes, displayed grinning lips, or extended pale arms.

Especially around the city, the moat was composed of fresh blood, continually dripping black blood from the corpses on the city wall, flowing into the moat, causing the moat to grow, the river’s surface ever widening.

With the flow of the moat, the bloody smell surged out, directly invading everyone’s nostrils.

Seeing this, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting finally couldn’t bear it anymore and immediately turned away to vomit.

The remaining individuals, though not vomiting, were all pale as they looked at the terrifying scene before them.

At this moment, from within the Blood Pool City, came a burst of laughter: “Hahaha, Wang Yan, I’ve finally awaited your arrival.”