Zhatian: I really have the qualities to be an emperor!

Chapter 46 Meeting Ye Fan Again
Ye Fan had just obtained the secret of the word "Xing" and had not yet fully comprehended it. He was unable to move at his fastest speed and was naturally left behind.

The two men fled for their lives, constantly worried that the "thing" behind them would catch up with them, and did not dare to slow down at all.

"You damned dog, you really don't care about my safety at all!"

Ye Fan tried his best to avoid being thrown away by the Black Emperor. He wished he could skin him alive and eat his flesh.

This guy is too smart. When he sees treasure, he will be the first to bite it. When he encounters danger, he will run away. Ye Fan has no way to deal with him.

"No...something seems to be wrong!"

After running for more than ten miles, the Black Queen came to her senses and slowly slowed down, with black lines filling her forehead.

"Why don't you run away?"

Seeing the black dog stop, Ye Fan hurriedly braked the car, wondering if there was any danger ahead.

"I was running away in such a hurry that I didn't come back to my senses for a while. The aura of that attack seemed somewhat familiar..."

Black Emperor ignored Ye Fan, spinning around on the spot with his bald tail, muttering.

"So what should we do? Should we take a detour or go back and have a look?"

"Let's go back and take a look!"

The Black Emperor suddenly stopped, and before Ye Fan could react, he rushed back like a black light.

"You will kill me sooner or later."

Ye Fan cursed and followed him. With Black Emperor’s cleverness, he would definitely not die in vain. He must have discovered something.

After approaching the holy lake, they lay in wait, approached cautiously, and were soon shocked by the scene before them.

Above the vast holy lake, there were countless golden imprints, each as big as a millstone, profound and mysterious, as if heavier than the stars, pressing the void to become illusory.

Under each pattern, there is a huge pillar of spiritual light that is continuously drawing spiritual energy from the holy lake.

"What's going on? Could it be that someone is practicing?"

Ye Fan was shocked. What kind of powerful person could create such a big scene?

It was these golden array patterns that smashed down and almost knocked them off their horses. It still makes them feel nervous when they think about it now.

"Don't talk. Let me observe carefully for a while."

Heihuang narrowed his eyes, as if trying to see the scene in the middle of the lake clearly.

"No, these array patterns are too mysterious and cannot be shaken at all."

Ye Fan used the Source Heavenly Book as a guide and wanted to get to know the truth, but the divine light in the sky was like a barrier, and the divine sense that had just been probed was instantly shattered.

"He does look familiar, but I cannot guarantee it. I remember he was not here..." Black Emperor muttered, then looked at Ye Fan.

"Boy, why don't you go up and test it out. I will observe from the side and we will know once we verify it."

"Get out!" Ye Fan refused outright. The black dog definitely had bad intentions. He had no idea how many times he had been cheated by him when he came in. He was simply unreliable.

"Forehead?"

Yang Zhu slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and turned into a shadow and walked forward.

"coming!"

Ye Fan's heartbeat quickened as he felt a powerful aura as mighty as divine power rushing towards him, causing his soul to tighten. Could it be that he was coming to kill him?
Just as he and Hei Huang were about to escape, a figure shrouded in divine light approached them.

"It's you guys."

Yang Zhu looked at Ye Fan and Hei Huang and was slightly stunned. He had felt a familiar breath when he was practicing just now.

Before he could come to his senses, the Dao Pattern launched an attack on its own and crushed them away in an instant.

"Emperor...Yang Zhu!"

Black Emperor was as strong as a bull. He spoke subconsciously when he saw Yang Zhu, but he changed his words immediately after remembering what he had agreed to before. He turned into a black light and rushed to Yang Zhu's side. His joy was beyond words. It had been more than three months since they parted at the Great Demon Tomb.

"Aren't you in Nanling? Why are you here?"

Hei Huang had naturally also heard about Yang Zhu's deeds. When he talked about this, he raised his head proudly and seemed very excited.

Yang Zhu's strength made him seem to see the power of the young Wu Shi. He could defeat everyone in the same realm, and it was common for him to kill enemies across realms.

"Why are you here?"

"This... this, uh... it was Ye Fan who instigated me to come here! It was all his idea!"

When asked this, Heihuang suddenly became dispirited, lowered his head, and threw the blame to Ye Fan.

"…It's obvious that this dead dog volunteered! Brother Yang Zhu, don't listen to his nonsense."

Ye Fan was so angry that he wanted to beat this guy up on the spot, but he was worried about being bitten by the dog, so he could only suppress his anger temporarily.

"It's okay. We all want to improve. It's nothing."

Yang Zhu did not ask any further questions. He naturally knew that the two of them came for the Western Emperor Sutra and did not want to interfere in some matters.

"You actually know each other?" Hei Huang looked at the two of them. This was something he didn't expect.

"I've met you once before."

After a few brief greetings, Yang Zhu returned to the top of the Holy Lake. Dao patterns flickered all over the sky, erupting with even more terrifying power, and continued to absorb spiritual energy to temper himself.

Hei Huang was originally with Ye Fan, but now that he met Yang Zhu, he naturally had to follow the latter.

Ye Fan didn't know where to go, so he just stayed for a while.

"The Holy Body and Dao Embryo are indeed powerful..."

Ye Fan looked at Yang Zhu, his eyes shining with a strange light, and no one knew what he was thinking.

As a holy body, he was absolutely confident in his strength among people of the same realm, but since he met Yang Zhu, he was deeply touched.

The random attack just now almost seriously injured him and Black Emperor. If one day they were to stand on opposite sides, with golden Taoist patterns pouring down from the sky, the scene would be terrifying to think about.

"Awoo~ What a crap Saint Son! I'll catch them all and make them my pets!"

Hei Huang was howling loudly, very excited, his smile becoming more and more smug, but he looked so mean, and everyone wanted to punch him twice.

Half a day later, Yang Zhu was reborn from the ashes. His limbs and bones were cleansed again, as crystal clear as jade, comparable to a divine weapon.

The golden Dao patterns were like the receding tide, all retracted and reflected on Yang Zhu's skin, and then all disappeared, with the aura restrained.

He looked like a fairy, standing quietly above the holy lake, staring at the sapphire-like surface of the lake.

"There's something strange going on down there. We went down there before and almost had an accident."

Ye Fan reminded that the bottom of the lake was full of wax corpses. The scene was extremely weird and made people tremble just by looking at it.

"Indeed, it feels like there are always eyes staring at my back from somewhere. It's quite scary." Heihuang agreed.

Yang Zhu's eyes were covered with a layer of golden luster, emitting two rays of divine light, which kept scanning the lake.

“I didn’t expect it to be true.”

Yang Zhu seemed to have seen something and was delighted. Then, under Ye Fan's shocked gaze, he dived into the water.

After downstream for dozens of meters, you can see many wax corpses floating in the water. They maintain their previous appearance, their movements are graceful, and their expressions are the same as before.

If it weren't for his creepy pale skin, he would look like he was still alive, which would make him look even more eerie.

Yang Zhu continued to dive, and the wax corpse followed the water flow, but before it got close, Yang Zhu beat it into a bloody mess.

Soon Yang Zhu arrived at the bottom of the lake and saw densely packed corpses with pale skin and disheveled black hair. In this dim bottom of the lake, there seemed to be many pairs of cold eyes cast at him.

(End of this chapter)