847 Bait! (1/2)

This was a world that seemed no different than the world outside. The sky was blue, and the land was a series of vast plains. The grass and the trees were lush and green, and in the distance lay mountains that stretched majestically across the horizon. The air was even filled with rich Spirit Qi.

It didn't resemble an imperial cemetery at all. The light breeze in the air brought along with it the twittering of birds and a floral fragrance. Cranes could be seen flying across the skies occasionally, and beautiful fairies could be seen seated on some of the cranes. They looked down from their perches and stared at Wang Baole curiously.

If it had been some other cultivator who had come across such a scene, they wouldn't have been able to sense anything wrong even if their cultivation surpassed Wang Baole's and had reached the Planet realm. But Wang Baole was a unique case. A ghostly light flickered in his eyes as he narrowed them.

There was a trace of Dark Fire in that ghostly light in his eyes. Dark Fire filled his eyes, and the world before him was transformed instantly. It was as if a veil had been flipped over, revealing the true reality of this place!

The sky wasn't blue but red!

The earth wasn't covered with lush greenery, as everything had shriveled. What had looked like mountains… were piles of countless bones. The cranes flying in the sky were fearsome ghosts, and the fairies… gruesome maggots!

The rich Spirit Qi… wasn't Spirit Qi at all but the intense, overpowering aura of death. The vast plains weren't empty but filled with an army of dead that numbered almost a million. The eyes of the soldiers were cold and emotionless as they stood in neat rows. One could call it a majestic sight.

In the sky above the mountains of bones was a vast imperial palace. It was painted in violet and emerald. One could see thirteen lavishly-decorated imperial thrones in the palace!

Twelve of those thrones were lined in two rows. The final throne sat in the deepest part of the palace, above the other thrones. It was far larger and grander than the others.

There was someone sitting in every one of those thrones. The twelve thrones that were lined in two rows were occupied by old men. They looked different but shared similarities in their facial features. Their eyes shone with authority, while their faces were stern and expressionless. They wore yellow robes and had crowns on their heads. They were looking dispassionately in the direction Wang Baole was standing.

In the deepest recesses of the palace, on the last throne… sat a tall figure that emanated waves of power and authority that seemed capable of turning the world upside down. There was something about this figure that was different from the rest. He had no facial features. His face was completely blank!

Even though he had no face, Wang Baole still had a feeling that the emperor was looking straight at him.

The emperor's gaze felt like a physical blow. Wang Baole had shuddered when those eyes had turned onto him. The Demonic Eye Art inside his body activated uncontrollably, and an enormous black eye appeared at his back.

The eye spanned a thousand feet, and its appearance unleashed an overwhelming power that collided with the gaze of the faceless emperor. Excited laughter erupted from within the demonic eye inside Wang Baole's body.

”Wang Baole, I have to thank you for bringing me back from the state of near-death and giving me a second life!” As laughter reverberated in the air, the silhouette of an old man appeared inside the pupil of the enormous black eye. He exuded wild power as he laughed, stepped out of the black eye, and stood in the sky.

His form might have appeared illusory, but it emanated a power that appeared to meld seamlessly with this world. It seemed to have the capability to shift the sky and land, summon winds, and send the clouds rolling back. Waves of terrifying suppressive power flooded the lands.

”Are you done, first emperor of the Divine Eye civilization? I realize old men like you are really long-winded.” Wang Baole couldn't be bothered to pretend that he was shocked by the emperor's appearance. The expression on his face was composed as he tilted his head and eyed the old man.

”Are you going to try and possess my body now? It seems quite a challenge with your current state. In that case… what's your trump card? What makes you so confident that you'll succeed?” As he spoke, Wang Baole finally realized the opportunity that Xie Haiyang had told him about.

There's a great chance… that it has to do with the first emperor. Since he's capable of striking deals with three parties at once, he must know that the first emperor intends to possess my body in order to resurrect himself. My opportunity has to do with the first emperor himself. I should be right!