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Chapter 402: Kidnapping of the Nine Great Emperor Lords The Suddenly Appearing Lord of Yuanhai Kingdom

Meng Wu and Emperor Hong Shan, being relatively gentle, weren't angry even after being 'hooked'. Their desire for divine artifacts wasn't particularly strong; they considered it merely joining the fun and satisfying their curiosity. Once seated, they relaxed and enjoyed a drink together, feeling quite content.

Emperor Ling Yuan was different. After sitting down, he continuously scrutinized Zhao Xing, Yun Tiandao, Du Yun, Lu Yuehan, and Zhan Ze. As a master of formation-based mechanisms, he could not tolerate being dictated to, especially not feeling as if he were being manipulated. Furthermore, Emperor Tianning had lured him in a unique way: he had claimed that Ling Yuan's Myriad Demon God Seat possessed fatal flaws, which Ling Yuan found utterly preposterous. Since Emperor Tianning was so confident, he decided to test his true capabilities.

To his surprise, the so-called Emperor Tianning had died and then returned to life, effectively reversing time. "If this divine artifact is real," Emperor Ling Yuan pondered, "does my Myriad God Array truly have flaws? And how would Emperor Tianning know?" Despite his internal doubts, he maintained a calm exterior, sitting cross-legged with closed eyes, quietly waiting. He directly ignored minor figures like Du Yun, Yun Tiandao, Lu Yuehan, and Zhan Ze, considering it normal for an Emperor to have a few servants or retainers.

However, before Ling Yuan had been quiet for long, the wooden door opened again. A middle-aged man, with a purple wooden box hanging at his waist, appeared at the doorway. As he entered, he immediately began to grumble, "A dignified Emperor renting such a small door, how utterly shabby... Oh! Meng Wu, Hong Shan?" Everyone turned to look. The man possessed a transcendent aura; a wisp of silver hair flowed like a galaxy, his body radiated a warmth akin to jade, and a faint, pleasant fragrance emanated from him. He wore a 'Heavenly Cool Crown' with three beams and a black robe adorned with red and purple trim—a treasure belonging to the 'Imperial Physician' from the ancient 'Five Emperors' era. It was unclear whether it was a replica or the original. Around his waist was a Five Emperors Jade Belt, from which hung a Myriad Manifestations Spirit Healer Cauldron and a Spirit Rhyme Rejuvenation Needle. He wore Black Cloud Boots. His entire ensemble consisted of medical treasures from the Five Emperors period.

"Emperor Tianchen?" Meng Wu and Hong Shan immediately stood up and saluted. Even the typically cold and arrogant Ling Yuan rose from his seat and bowed slightly, showing his respect for the newcomer. Ancient Physician Tianchen was rumored to be a healer who had lived through the Five Emperors era, with some even calling him the God of Medicine. He was highly renowned throughout the Xuantian Star Domain because he possessed the ability to heal true spirit injuries of cultivators in the Reincarnation Realm. His most legendary exploit involved an ancient kingdom's monarch who, during an adventure, contracted an extremely rare illness that he couldn't shake off even after willingly undergoing three reincarnations. The monarch had already begun making final arrangements when Emperor Tianchen arrived and cured him. In terms of age, Ancient Physician Tianchen was a recognized elder. In terms of virtue, he had saved that Emperor without asking for any reward, even contributing some valuable medicinal herbs of his own. In the cold vastness of the universe, Ancient Physician Tianchen was truly a paragon of morality!

"Greetings, Old Imperial Physician," Meng Wu and Hong Shan said, saluting first, as Ancient Physician Tianchen preferred to be addressed as "Imperial Physician" rather than "Emperor Tianchen." Ling Yuan also cupped his hands in greeting; Ancient Physician Tianchen's network of connections was arguably the most formidable among Emperors, having saved an untold number of Reincarnation Realm cultivators.

"Please, don't be so formal," Emperor Tianchen said with a kind wave of his hand. "Who is Emperor Tianning? It can't possibly be the three of you, can it?" The three immediately turned their gaze to Zhao Xing, who was seated at the head of the table.

"Greetings, Imperial Physician, I am Emperor Tianning," Zhao Xing said, cupping his hands. "Please take the main seat." Zhan Ze, Yun Tiandao, Lu Yuehan, and Du Yun had already risen and gathered around Zhao Xing, leaving the prime seats on either side of him vacant. The four of them were utterly stunned, especially Du Yun and Zhan Ze; as talented members of the Primordial Heavenly Palace, they had encountered a few Reincarnation Realm powerhouses before, but this individual was practically a legendary figure! "Oh, it's you," Ancient Physician Tianchen said, glancing at Zhao Xing. "I don't detect any illness in you. Where is this serious illness you mentioned?" Zhao Xing tailored his lures to each individual. To draw Ancient Physician Tianchen, he had naturally used a different approach. "Imperial Physician, please take a seat. I assure you, you will be satisfied shortly," Zhao Xing said, cupping his hands.

To be honest, Zhao Xing hadn't expected to be able to invite Ancient Physician Tianchen at all. On his extensive list of invitations, Tianchen was one of the least likely to attend. Firstly, Zhao Xing was unsure if the Ancient Physician of this era was still in his known location. Secondly, there was no guarantee the message would even reach him, as Ancient Physician Tianchen loved to travel extensively, unlike others with established homes; his whereabouts were quite mysterious, and very few people could contact him. In his previous life, while pursuing a quest related to the Ancient Physician, Zhao Xing had expended considerable effort, managing only to contact one of his disciples. He then had to wait another eight thousand years to finally meet the Physician. This was because Ancient Physician Tianchen at that time was researching the 'Taiyi Heavenly Poison Source Body' in another world.

"I don't like waiting," Ancient Physician Tianchen stated, still not taking a seat. "If you don't provide a clear explanation, I'm leaving right now."

Zhao Xing had no choice but to transmit a message: "Elder, the 'Taiyi Heavenly Poison Source Body' is not with me; it's located in a desolate region." The full name of the Taiyi Heavenly Poison Source Body is actually the Taiyi Nirvana Heavenly Poison Source Body. Ancient Physician Tianchen was indeed collecting various 'poison source bodies.' Even Reincarnation Realm cultivators found this extremely difficult to handle. Zhao Xing knew this because there was a Qi Sect Reincarnation Realm player who, relying on his tough physique, had volunteered to be a test subject for the medicine. "Have you seen it?" Ancient Physician Tianchen asked. "Heavenly poison flows, the five elements are in chaos. Yin and Yang are reversed, and all phenomena wither," Zhao Xing recited. "Upon its initial appearance, a ghostly green poisonous mist swirls around, coiling like snakes, with a stench that fills the heavens. Space shatters like glass; ripples emerge, then immediately disperse, the void unable to bear its toxicity..." "I haven't seen it, but I know its location," Zhao Xing said. "Once this gathering concludes, I will inform you, Imperial Physician. Please take a seat." "Alright," Ancient Physician Tianchen agreed, taking a seat. In reality, it wouldn't be long before he himself discovered the location of the Taiyi Nirvana Heavenly Poison Pathogen. Everything Zhao Xing knew about it was information Ancient Physician Tianchen had told that Qi Sect player himself. In other words, Zhao Xing was merely repeating Ancient Physician Tianchen's own descriptions.

With Ancient Physician Tianchen now seated, there were four Reincarnation Realm cultivators present. Du Yun, Yun Tiandao, Lu Yuehan, and Zhan Ze were already numb with shock. However, the next person to appear surprised them even more. With a creak, the wooden door opened, and a short, bald man with a large blue sword on his back squeezed inside. "Who is this?" Meng Wu, Hong Shan, Ling Yuan, and even Ancient Physician Tianchen failed to recognize the newcomer. Zhao Xing, too, was momentarily stunned by his appearance. The man's information read: Name: Wang Zhiyong, Realm: Reincarnation Realm, True Spirit: Seven Lives True Spirit. As he was a Reincarnation Realm cultivator, Zhao Xing could only see his basic name and cultivation realm. Zhao Xing was quite taken aback. "Who is Wang Zhiyong?" he thought. "How could I not remember inviting someone named Wang Zhiyong?" Lord Zhao was utterly bewildered. Previously, all the arrivals had been awe-inspiring and domineering Emperors, but now suddenly appeared a Reincarnation Realm cultivator who had only undergone seven reincarnations and hadn't completely passed the critical danger period. This was truly unexpected for him. He glanced at the others, whose expressions also showed no recognition of the man. After the bald man with the sword entered and saw so many powerful figures, he too was momentarily stunned. "Emperor Hong Shan, Emperor Ling Yuan?" he exclaimed. He didn't recognize Ancient Physician Tianchen or Meng Wu at all.

Wang Zhiyong reacted quickly, however. He immediately cupped his hands and bowed, saying, "My apologies, esteemed elders, I seem to have come to the wrong place." He then cautiously reached for the wooden door, intending to obediently close it for the distinguished guests. Zhao Xing was about to call out to him, as his Time Chamber required a specific incantation to enter. This meant the man was also looking for 'Emperor Tianning.' Since he had come specifically for him, Zhao Xing couldn't let him leave.

However, before Zhao Xing could make a move, Ling Yuan acted. With a wave of his hand, a complex and mystical fire pattern appeared on the wooden door. Wang Zhiyong's hand was instantly scalded, causing him to involuntarily retreat inside the room. This saved Zhao Xing the trouble. "Fellow Daoist Wang, are you here to find Tianningzi?" Zhao Xing asked tentatively. He had not always used 'Emperor Tianning' in his invitations, sometimes calling himself 'Liu Tianning' or 'Tianningzi.' Nor did he always use the 'Divine Artifact of Time' as a lure; for Ancient Physician Tianchen, for instance, he had used the coordinates of a 'pathogen' to draw him in. Consequently, some invitees were unaware of the inviter's cultivation realm or the existence of a 'Divine Artifact of Time.' Clearly, the unexpectedly arrived Wang Zhiyong was one such individual. Wang Zhiyong showed a bitter expression as he cupped his hands and said, "I am indeed here to find Tianningzi, but it seems the person I'm looking for isn't here." "Yes, I am Tianningzi," Zhao Xing smiled. "Please take a seat, fellow Daoist."

"Since you're already here," Zhao Xing thought, "no matter who you are, you'll stay for now." "Yes," Wang Zhiyong replied. Seeing the situation, he knew there was no leaving, so he obediently took the last seat. Zhao Xing looked at his attire and the large blue sword on his back, and after a moment's thought, he understood: "In my previous life, I only encountered cultivators at the Reincarnation Realm level many years after the game's universe version was launched. At this point in time, when I summoned the powerhouses I knew from back then, it's highly possible that some of them haven't fully matured yet."

"This Wang Zhiyong," Zhao Xing mused, "might become a powerful Emperor in the future, but currently, he still uses this name." The panel's true name display adhered to a rule: it showed the name or title deeply self-identified in the current life. For example, if Zhao Xing were impersonating Emperor Tianning, but others also had panels, it would still display 'Zhao Xing,' not 'Tianningzi' or 'Emperor Tianning.' Before a Reincarnation Realm cultivator voluntarily reincarnated, they typically resolved the karma of their previous life before re-entering reincarnation. After returning to their peak, some might choose to continue using their old names, while others might not; both were possibilities. Wang Zhiyong appeared very nervous at this moment, and Zhao Xing was too disinclined to seek further confirmation. This was because the wooden door quickly opened again. "Who is Liu Tianning?!" A figure, whose body appeared to be made of cerulean glass, strode in. He was enveloped in a cerulean aura, and three star patterns adorned his forehead. "I am Liu—" "You possess not a shred of my disciple's true spirit aura; how dare you impersonate him?!" A flash of white light, and Zhao Xing felt a surge of helplessness. The opponent merely probed slightly, and he couldn't withstand it. Then, he saw Emperor Qingli walk in, a strange look in his eyes. "What is this..." Out of curiosity, he probed again. White light flashed once more.

Buzzing. After three such repetitions, Meng Wu couldn't take it anymore. "Emperor Qingli, your curiosity is a bit too strong," he said. "Calm down, make no more moves, and please take a seat first." The wine he had just swallowed reappeared in his glass; the repeated friction made him very uncomfortable. Enduring the reversal of time was not without cost, and it was certainly impossible to let Emperor Qingli continue playing. "Qingli, please sit down first," Ancient Physician Tianchen also chimed in. "What are they talking about?" Wang Zhiyong looked bewildered. "Emperor Qingli made a move? What kind of move...?" Three questions popped into his mind: What just happened? Why do I feel like this person has been here before? What kind of gathering am I even attending?

Meanwhile, the Spirit Domain Dharma Assembly was about to begin. Dong Yan Hai, Dong Yan Ma, and Dong Yan Jue reunited once more. Each of them, possessing a public identity, had arrived directly at the Yuanhai Realm Star. This was now the second-to-last discussion before their plan commenced, and it was a passively convened meeting. Originally, the three were supposed to have only one more meeting, but Fate Official Dong Yan Jue and Historian Dong Yan Ma had simultaneously contacted the current clan leader, Dong Yan Hai, necessitating this additional gathering. "What exactly is going on?" Dong Yan Hai asked as he appeared, immediately noticing the solemn expressions on his two clansmen's faces. "It's not suitable for me to meet you privately right now." He materialized inside a pyramid, where Dong Yan Ma and Dong Yan Jue sat, a brush and a book between them. "You should look," Dong Yan Jue said. "How can I look at this?" Dong Yan Hai frowned. How could an outsider be privy to the preordained situation? To ensure that heavenly secrets were not leaked, many crucial details could only be seen by Dong Yan Jue and Dong Yan Ma.

Similarly, some arrangements for the ritual were known only to Dong Yan Hai. "It's alright, Jue and I have already expended our lifespans and paid the price," Dong Yan Ma explained. "You must know this." Dong Yan Hai pondered for a moment, then stepped onto the altar and approached the ancient book. The ancient book flipped back to the previous page. The timestamp on it indicated the year the Dharma Assembly was to be held.

"...The process of welcoming the ancient god’s return proceeded smoothly. When Dong Yan Ma, holding the Xuantian Historical Record, summoned a clone of the ancient god, even before he made a move, half of the Reincarnation Realm cultivators in the entire Spirit Domain Dharma Assembly voluntarily reincarnated, abandoning their current life's cultivation. Of the remaining half, four wielded divine artifacts and attempted to destroy the altar. However, they were unaware that the ancient god's altar repelled all divine artifacts not aligned with the three paths of 'History, Fate, and Sacrifice.' Throughout the Yuanhai Realm Star, only divine artifacts aligned with these three Great Daos could exert their power. Consequently, these four individuals unhesitatingly chose to flee and successfully escaped." Dong Yan Hai nodded slightly. The unfolding of the predetermined situation was not far from what he had expected. When he revealed the 'Annals' page of the Xuantian Historical Record and summoned the ancient god's phantom, his combat power already surpassed that of all Reincarnation Realm cultivators. At this point, any Reincarnation Realm cultivator who wished to avoid true spirit annihilation would choose to voluntarily abandon their current life's cultivation and contribute the spiritual essence they had painstakingly cultivated as a sacrifice. Anyone who hesitated for even a moment, or felt reluctant to leave, would be unable to escape. It was clear that many at the Dharma Assembly were decisive individuals. Reincarnating at least offered a chance to cultivate again; not reincarnating meant complete death. As for the four who tried to resist, the Dong Yan Ancient Clan had already prepared for them. In such a vast Dharma Assembly, there were bound to be some powerful Reincarnation Realm cultivators possessing divine artifacts. However, among forty to fifty thousand people, only four possessed divine artifacts, and they were suppressed, ultimately only able to flee for their lives. "Once they become part of the god, they won't even have a chance to revive later, so of course they would run. Four people escaping isn't a problem," Dong Yan Hai thought to himself. He looked up at his clansmen, wondering what else they wanted him to see. "Isn't this quite smooth?" Dong Yan Jue lowered his eyelids, signaling the clan leader to continue reading. Dong Yan Hai had no choice but to continue looking at the predetermined situation. The divine altar emerged from the center of the Dharma Assembly, with a total of sixteen altars arrayed around the main altar, transmitting divine power sequentially.

"But..." "But?" Dong Yan Hai's heart skipped a beat. As everyone knew, everything before "but" was usually irrelevant. Even if 99% of it went smoothly before, it was useless. The most feared thing in a predetermined situation was a variable, and variables often began with "but"! "What happened next?" A trace of anxiety flashed in Dong Yan Hai’s eyes; he couldn’t see the words after "but." "Mediate Creation, Eye of Destiny, Open!" Dong Yan Hai had to activate his Eye of Destiny, allowing him to 'see.' "...The 'Time Page' appeared. It was on the Yuanhai Realm Star, located on an unexpected minor character. As a Time Page generated in the Barren Realm's second epoch, its priority was unparalleled. The altar sank back into the ground, and the cultivators who had voluntarily reincarnated were pulled back to before their reincarnation..."

"What? The Time Page appeared? And it's on the Yuanhai Realm Star?" Dong Yan Hai gasped instantly. The Xuantian Historical Record's Time Pages were not limited to one. However, the Time Pages generated after the Barren Realm Epoch intercepted the temporal river—or rather, the Grand Dao of Time—closest to the present time point. This meant that for rewinding the most recent epoch, it was the strongest. This characteristic ensured that the historian possessing the Time Page in the current era would always have the strongest recall ability. The 'Annals' and 'Biographies' of the noble clans (including ancient clans), along with the ten tables and eight books, each had their own functions. In the Xuantian Historical Record, for other categories, the older the page, the greater its power tended to be. Only the Time Page among the ten tables grew stronger the closer it was to the present era. This was because the Divine Realm expert who created the Xuantian Historical Record left a statement when forging it: "Past events cannot be pursued, future events cannot be predicted, but present events can still be changed." This established that a Time Page would be born at a random location in each epoch among the ten tables, and it would always possess the strongest temporal recall ability within that epoch. This was a warning to the celestial historians not to delve too deeply into distant history, lest they lose themselves.

Dong Yan Hai understood this principle. The problem was, the means to control it weren't in their hands. If no one possessed the Time Page, it would have been fine. But the divine artifact they had been desperately searching for was actually in the Yuanhai Ancient Kingdom? "It’s truly what you fear most that comes to pass..." Dong Yan Hai sighed. As a Reincarnation Realm cultivator of the sacrificial path, his greatest fear was that the resurrection ritual would be reversed! And now he had actually seen this situation in the predetermined outcome. "Can the time-type treasures we found resist the reversal of the Time Page?" Dong Yan Hai asked. Each specialty had its focus; he still had to ask his two companions. The Dong Yan Ancient Clan had ample backup plans and naturally, substitutes as well. "It's very difficult," Dong Yan Jue shook his head. "Among all divine artifacts, the most powerful are undoubtedly those of the time type." As the saying goes: when time does not appear, space reigns supreme. In the ranking of divine abilities, time-type abilities were first, followed by space-type abilities. It was the same for treasures; if a divine artifact embodying the Grand Dao of Time appeared, its priority would be the highest! "If it were merely time-type Reincarnation Dao Soldiers, even the clock from the Academy City, we could withstand it." "The Time Page..." Dong Yan Ma shook his head. "For so long, the Time Page didn't appear, yet it suddenly manifested just as our operation was about to begin." Dong Yan Jue’s vertical eye continuously throbbed, spilling traces of blood. "Enough, Jue," Dong Yan Hai stopped Dong Yan Jue, both to prevent him from further divination and to strengthen his resolve. "The appearance of the Time Page isn't necessarily a bad thing. If it's on the Yuanhai Realm Star, perhaps it's providence aiding us!" Dong Yan Hai said. "Think about how much we've done, how many hardships we've endured along the way—we've overcome it all." In the arrangements of the Dong Yan Ancient Clan, aside from divine artifacts related to the professions of history, fate, and sacrifice, all other divine artifacts would be completely unable to exert their power! Divine artifacts themselves were extremely rare, and they were collectively repelled by the clan, which eliminated the possibility of others using divine artifacts to disrupt the ritual. They also had substitutes for time-type treasures, many of which were at the Reincarnation Dao Soldier level; they just hadn't found a time-type divine artifact. Furthermore, they had fought to have the Spirit Domain Dharma Assembly held in the Yuanhai Ancient Kingdom. They had also stolen a Divine Creation Stele. And they had endured pain and hidden for many years in the desolate realm... As the saying goes, "the arrow is on the string, it must be shot." How could they give up now? Giving up meant a dead end! "I understand," Dong Yan Jue nodded, his vertical eye no longer throbbing. The three of them had supported each other to reach this point, naturally fostering immense trust in one another.

"Sifting, sifting, sifting," the sounds continued, in a perfectly correct version! "...He repeatedly used the Time Page, and soon paid the corresponding price—his lifespan rapidly diminished. ...The altar sank into the ground once more, and the Dharma Assembly became extremely quiet." At this point, Dong Yan Hai saw another page, where the writing of the crystal pen seemed to encounter some resistance. The content was also intermittent. "...The god has emerged from Chenluo. If Yuanhai does not sink, how can it return? The abnormal Dharma Assembly, it seemed..." "Alright, stop it from writing!" Dong Yan Jue shouted. Seeing that something was wrong, Fate Official Dong Yan Ma's eye sockets immediately sunken, and his forehead cracked. In an instant, his demeanor withered. A book in his hand burned and merged into the crystal pen. Both the crystal pen and the ancient book vanished into the void, ceasing their writing. Dong Yan Hai did not attend to Dong Yan Ma's injuries, but immediately asked, "Can we find the location of the Time Page? Since it's on the Yuanhai Realm Star, at least we should know where it is and in whose hands." "Yes, but it will be very difficult for you to seize it," Dong Yan Jue said. "How will we know if we don't try?" Dong Yan Hai countered.

"Then let's try." Inside Shanhai Pavilion, in the Time Chamber, after Wang Zhiyong's arrival, several more people entered: Emperor Qingli, Emperor Youhuang, Emperor Hao Chen, Emperor Chixiao, and Emperor Seven Swords. Including the earliest arrivals—Meng Wu, Hong Shan, Ling Yuan, and Tianchen—there were now ten individuals present. Nine of them were Emperor-level. Even the weakest among them, Wang Zhiyong, was a man who had undergone seven reincarnations.

At this moment, Wang Zhiyong was truly terrified. He wasn't like Du Yun, Yun Tiandao, Lu Yuehan, or Zhan Ze, who were completely unaware of what was happening. Nor was he like the other nine Emperors, who clearly understood what had transpired. Time had rewound several times, and he was in that state of knowing a little, but not much. He couldn't clearly see time rewinding on himself, but he could detect a slight abnormality, retaining a tiny bit of abnormal perception. Neither the strong nor the weak were afraid, but Wang Zhiyong, caught in the middle, was almost scared to death. "Tianningzi... no, Emperor Tianning!" Wang Zhiyong’s voice trembled as he transmitted his message: "I am merely a junior; please be magnanimous and let me leave." Zhao Xing said calmly, "Were you not planning to attend the Dharma Assembly anyway?" "Yes," Wang Zhiyong obediently admitted. He wasn't entirely 'pulled over' because he had already intended to attend the Dharma Assembly. "Then I am saving you." *Saving me? Can you please not save me?* Wang Zhiyong didn't believe him at all; he just wanted to go back to the 664th floor and stay there. "Just wait. There will be a time for you to leave," Zhao Xing said calmly. Out of seventeen seats, ten guests had arrived. Counting Zhao Xing's own five people, only two seats remained empty. "Emperor Tianning, I think most of the people have arrived now," said Emperor Youhuang, who held a peculiar dark bronze instrument with seven string-like attachments and was entirely cloaked in a black robe. She was the only female among the nine Emperors and a Reincarnation Realm musician. Zhao Xing glanced at Emperor Youhuang. To be honest, her appearance was also unexpected; Reincarnation Realm musicians were very rare, and Zhao Xing hadn't even thought of recruiting her. It could only be said that the divine artifact's allure was too great! Zhao Xing remained silent, quietly waiting for another two months. Two months later, he lightly flicked the glass cup on the table before him. "Ding!" This sound seemed like a prelude, and Zhao Xing finally spoke. "Everyone is almost here; there’s no need to wait for the rest." Swish, swish, swish. Everyone’s gaze focused on Zhao Xing. The nine Emperors and Wang Zhiyong all looked over. Some had waited patiently for hundreds of years, like Meng Wu and Hong Shan. The least had waited for two hundred years. Now, this mysterious Emperor Tianning finally intended to reveal his purpose. "You are all about to face a great disaster; your cultivation in this life will serve as a mere stepping stone for others." Zhao Xing had remained silent, but once he spoke, he immediately took the initiative. That's how strategists operated, after all. "A great disaster?" Ling Yuan scoffed. "I think you’re the one facing a great disaster. Tianningzi, you are merely at the Primordial Realm now, your strength not yet recovered, yet you dare to expose your hand and summon so many powerful individuals. Now you possess only one divine artifact, but there are nine of us. How do you intend to appease us?" Emperor Ling Yuan didn't fall for Zhao Xing's tricks at all. They were all old monsters who had lived for so long; who hadn't heard such intimidating rhetoric before? Ling Yuan automatically excluded Wang Zhiyong, as he didn't respect him at all. The others also looked at Zhao Xing; at least half of the ten were there for the divine artifact. The other half had come to the Time Chamber for other reasons, such as Ancient Physician Tianchen and Emperor Youhuang. But this other half didn't necessarily not want the divine artifact, especially a time-type divine artifact. If Zhao Xing were merely Emperor Tianning’s representative, it would be one thing, but he truly possessed a time treasure now. Who hadn't committed murder and seized treasures? Inviting gods was easy, but sending them away was hard. Even if Zhao Xing were truly an Emperor at this moment, it would be difficult to dismiss them. "You are mistaken," Zhao Xing glanced at Emperor Ling Yuan. "I called you here not to share the divine artifact with you. There will naturally be other compensation. Each of you will receive compensation from me in the future, but it will not be this divine artifact." "In other words, you never intended to bring out the divine artifact from the start... Are you toying with us?" another Emperor, Hao Chen, seated on the left, said with displeasure. Du Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself. He truly didn't understand what Zhao Xing was trying to do. Zhuo En was right; getting involved with this guy really made life and death unpredictable. Any Emperor here could kill him without worrying about consequences. At most, they'd pay a small compensation, or perhaps even no compensation at all. With a divine artifact involved, who would care about a genius from the Primordial Heavenly Palace? "If Emperor Hao Chen wishes to think that, it’s not impossible," Zhao Xing said calmly. "You, a mere Primordial Realm cultivator, presume to bargain with us?" Emperor Qingli’s aura surged. "Both of you, silence!" Zhao Xing suddenly changed his demeanor and roared loudly. Everyone was caught off guard. Zhao Xing’s expression darkened as he said: "I believe you all are mistaken about one thing." "What madness are you speaking?" Emperor Qingli was somewhat taken aback. "I declare that all of you have been kidnapped by me." Zhao Xing lightly tapped the table with his finger, scanning everyone. "Did I make myself clear enough

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