"Let's get to work."

Tang Rao led the killing spree fanatic to the spot earlier, where corpses now littered the ground, all creations of Tang Rao. Considering the scores in hand, it wasn't a total loss.

The killing spree fanatic was highly sensitive to the taste of human flesh, and Tang Rao first gave him a jar of honey. After consuming it, he immediately got into action.

"Follow me."

The killing spree fanatic wielded a large blade, his burly physique making Tang Rao somewhat question life.

This isn't a person; it's a monster, right?

People who love honey have sweet hearts, and Tang Rao believed the killing spree fanatic should be someone who keeps their word.

Following behind him, Tang Rao soon saw a crowd.

The killing spree fanatic went berserk, charging towards the crowd, slaughtering them like a tornado. They didn't even have time to crush the jade.

Tang Rao felt an overwhelming stench coming toward him, while his scoreboard filled like a flood, unstoppable.

"Terrifying, terrifying!"

Tang Rao stood still while the killing spree fanatic finished off everyone around him. Besides collecting scores, Tang Rao occasionally checked how much money the betting board could yield.

"It's gone."

Two minutes later, dozens of points were in hand. At this rate, Tang Rao feared there wouldn't be anyone left to play with.

"Hehehehe!"

Tang Rao felt that one shouldn't celebrate too early.

He seemed to hear the laughter of the Corpse Emperor.

"Hehehehe."

The laughter of the Corpse Emperor was more terrifying than ever.

"You bastard, if you know what's good for you, come out for Daddy!"

Tang Rao knew he would encounter the Corpse Emperor inside, just not so quickly.

The killing spree fanatic finished off the last person, and the Corpse Emperor struck him down, killing him instantly.

"Hehehehe, finally I've waited for you, hehehehe."

The Corpse Emperor flashed and appeared before Tang Rao.

"Your strength is not bad, much improved from before."

The Corpse Emperor looked Tang Rao up and down, understanding completely.

"How could I dare to compare with you? I've made no progress yet still dare to brag!"

Tang Rao couldn't beat him, so he tried to suppress the Corpse Emperor with words.

The Corpse Emperor wore a large black robe, and the robe stirred with the wind—the entrance to the Corpse Emperor's Little World, if he guessed right.

Once ignorant of what a Little World was, after witnessing his own, Tang Rao now saw the Corpse Emperor with profound clarity.

The bones of the Corpse Emperor creaked as they dislocated and relocated, making Tang Rao's neck ache.

"Brother, did you come to fight or to chat about life? Chat about life—ten Immortal Stones, fighting—no charge."

Tang Rao had the capital to boast.

Previously intimidated by the Corpse Emperor, after a few words with him, Tang Rao realized he, being a returner of the Taotie Bloodline, was a hundred times more advanced. Why should Tang Rao fear the Corpse Emperor's pile of bone scraps?

"Humph."

The Corpse Emperor approached Tang Rao, and as he got closer, he suddenly launched an attack, scattering his bones into over two hundred little men.

The true Corpse Emperor was far more formidable than the soldiers; over two hundred soldiers even posed some challenge to Tang Rao.

"Shameless, using avatars."

Tang Rao despised this method; constrained by the Corpse Emperor's strength, Tang Rao released his Mirror Avatars.

It wasn't enough—a hum sounded—and each avatar was accompanied by a burst of golden light.

Tang Rao had never noticed or tried using Taotie Avatars, not realizing they could still apply to his Mirror Avatars.

The avatars fought fiercely, the Corpse Emperor being a Ten Thousand Year Immortal Emperor, and Tang Rao—only in his thirties—couldn't even match him in the emperor rank, lacked the accumulation compared to the Corpse Emperor.

Fighting avatars was pointless.

Tang Rao's avatars were defeated step by step by the Corpse Emperor's avatars, a scenario Tang Rao hadn't expected.

Pfft.

All avatars were beaten back, Tang Rao tasted iron in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You are not my match!"

The Corpse Emperor looked assured of victory.

"Is that so? I can kill ten of your little corpse soldiers; I can also kill you."

Chen Ajiu was still in the Corpse Emperor's hands, and day by day, she remained in danger.

Once the Corpse Emperor's Demon Technique was perfected, anyone looking to save Chen Ajiu would describe it as—beyond saving.

Tang Rao could only bring out the ultimate weapon; against the Corpse Emperor, holding back meant pushing himself to the abyss.

"Tianzhou First Grade!"

Nine small jars lined up in a row, and no one knew what was inside.

The jars buzzed in the wind, Tang Rao lit the fuses on them and tossed them into the air before quickly disappearing.

How pleasant the name Tianzhou First Grade sounds, yet after Tang Rao left for a short while, the jars exploded, blasting the Corpse Emperor's bones into fragments.

"I refuse to believe that no matter how strong you are, you're immune to high-concentration explosives."

Tang Rao reveled in triumph, thinking the Corpse Emperor was dead, unable to cause any more trouble. But he was wrong—spectacularly wrong.

The Corpse Emperor, the old pervert, slowly gathered his shattered bones into a complete form.

What kind of troubles was he encountering?

"Hehehehe."

Unable to hoodwink the Corpse Emperor, even the use of explosives failed to kill him—what purpose does such a life serve?

"You don't have the ability to take my life."

The Corpse Emperor's arrogant hubris, Tang Rao had seen before, yet it still filled him with disgust.

"Should've asked Grandpa Wen about the Corpse Emperor's weak spot; why did I act so aloof?"

Tang Rao slapped himself, the sound loud and clear, unsettling Wen Jinjin like a punch to the gut.

"Great-grandpa, Tang Rao is going to fail, should we help him?"

Tang Rao was pitiful, bleeding one moment and slapping himself the next, ultimately stabbing himself—wasn't it?

"Don't rush. Tang Rao hasn't even opened the brocade bag you gave him, proving his strength hasn't fully emerged."

This guy still concealed some strength; outsiders watched for entertainment, but Wen Guifu saw some insights.

"You mean Tang Rao's hidden potential hasn't been tapped yet?"

Was Wen Guifu too confident in Tang Rao?

"Just watch, this little fellow is fascinating."

Words said too straightforwardly lose meaning.

If Tang Rao knew Wen Guifu viewed him like this, he would surely find Wen Guifu for a heartfelt five-cent chat about life.

"What to do, the Corpse Emperor won't kill me, right? What about my wife and kids? No, I have no kids."

Tang Rao's excessive worrying annoyed the Corpse Emperor greatly.

"Boy, your glory is over, it's time to meet your fate!"

The Corpse Emperor indulged Tang Rao due to Chen Tuan, otherwise, he would have overthrown Tang Rao within two moves earlier.

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