Chapter 897: Emperor Gao

Emperor Gao

Starting from a few minutes ago, Jiang Xiaohua had been in a state of severe injury and near death. This meant that his concealment of Chen Ling's Aura had almost completely failed. But earlier, the attention of Chen Ling and the others was entirely on dealing with Mo Lian, and they completely forgot about this matter!

"Not good!"

Bai Ye, who was still trying to put Sun Bumian's liver back in place, changed his expression. The look in his eyes as he gazed at the Emperor Remnants above was full of shock. "How did we attract these few over..."

Under the Oppressive Aura of these Emperor Remnants, even Bai Ye felt extremely strained. Although he couldn't see the posthumous titles of those Emperors, judging purely from their imperial might, he could guess they were absolutely not simple. Without hesitation, he hoisted Sun Bumian onto his shoulder first and dashed towards Chen Ling's direction!

However, just as he was about to step forward, a mountain-like golden giant sword plummeted from the hands of one of the Emperors!

The golden giant sword was like a whistling, falling mountain peak. The sword's edge plunged deeply into the earth. The agitating aftershock of the Path of the Sovereign spread in all directions, flipping Jian Changsheng, who had just pulled out the sword and staggered to the ground, backwards again... He cursed as he looked up, only to see that sword acting like a heavenly moat, separating them all.

The aftershock of the imperial might blew the hem of Chen Ling's Theatrical Robe fluttering in the air. He barely stabilized his figure, his gaze looking at the golden figure who had thrown down the sword...

In the next moment, a line of text surfaced before his eyes:

"This is..." Chen Ling couldn't understand the ultra-long posthumous title of the previous Emperor, but he recognized the three characters before his eyes.

"Han Gaozu Liu Bang???"

Under Chen Ling's shocked gaze, the second golden figure made a move.

That person was wearing an Imperial Robe. With a casual wave of his hand, a Broken Bowl plummeted down from his palm, expanding wildly in the wind!

As the Broken Bowl flipped over, its size rapidly magnified, even becoming no less than that golden giant sword thrown by Emperor Gao. From a distance, it looked like a pitch-black sky smashing towards the earth. Mountains and rivers ceaselessly poured out from the mouth of this bowl, as if it contained another world.

And the target of this bowl was Chen Ling!

Mighty imperial might surged wildly from the Broken Bowl. Chen Ling knew he absolutely couldn't be sealed by that bowl. He gritted his teeth, hoisted Jiang Xiaohua from the ground onto his back, and the surrounding environment rapidly rotated!

In the next moment, he mobilized the power of the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path and disappeared from his original spot.

Boom——!!

The sky-like giant bowl was inverted onto the earth, but didn't capture Chen Ling's figure. That Emperor Remnant in the sky flicked his sleeves, seemingly somewhat displeased;

Immediately after, the gazes of several Emperor Remnants all fell on Bai Ye at the side... As the masters here, they could perceive that Bai Ye seemed to be exuding the Auras of quite a few treasures from the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path.

Thieves who stole royal treasures were naturally unforgivable.

Sensing several Emperors targeting him, cold sweat instantly soaked Bai Ye's back. His first thought was to put Sun Bumian down and lure the few Emperors away himself. Because he knew these Emperor Remnants came for him, bringing Sun Bumian would only put Sun Bumian in danger as well...

But seeing the liver in his hand and Sun Bumian who was almost dying on his last breath, Bai Ye could only grit his teeth, carrying him and the liver together, and ran madly into the distance!

If he lost his liver, Sun Bumian would definitely die in this Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path.

Two Emperor Remnants stepped on the void, directly chasing after Bai Ye. That Broken Bowl inverted on the ground and the giant sword towering on the ground also flew up accordingly, disappearing into the vast sky...

In the snow, Jian Changsheng, who staggered to his feet, had a completely bewildered look on his face.

"They all ran away???"

Jian Changsheng watched the few people being chased and fleeing away. He scratched his head, temporarily unsure if he was lucky or unlucky... If he was lucky, he seemed to have been abandoned; if he was unlucky, it seemed there were no Emperors chasing to kill him either.

Just as Jian Changsheng was pondering where he should go next, the outline of an Emperor Remnant slowly delineated itself in front of him...

With the appearance of that figure, an ancient and extreme imperial might surged towards Jian Changsheng like endless ocean waves!

"This is..."

Seeing the posthumous title of that Emperor, Jian Changsheng was abruptly stunned in place.

[An Emperor who has always been paying attention to you, invites you to become his subject].

...

Under the gloomy dark clouds.

A figure draped in a Theatrical Robe carrying a charred corpse stumbled out from the nothingness.

Lush mountains and forests surrounded him. Birds swept past above the dense tree canopy, leaving behind bursts of soft cries... Chen Ling didn't know where this was either. The teleportation just now was too urgent. He merely chose a random place and escaped here.

Carrying Jiang Xiaohua, he hobbled to the nearest large tree. After placing him on the ground, he also sat down panting heavily.

Chen Ling had just used "[Cut]" once, and his Spiritual Power and physical stamina were already at their limits. Coupled with the battle with Mo Lian, and then being chased by the Emperor Remnants, forcibly mobilizing the power of the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path to teleport, his condition at this moment was also terrible to the extreme...

"I wonder how Senior Bai Ye, Spades, and the others are doing?" Chen Ling murmured to himself.

If it was said that on the first floor "Hidden Dragon in the Abyss", Chen Ling could still put up a fight against those Emperor Remnants who took command in person, then the few figures he encountered just now were already completely beyond what he could contend against... They bore the massive destiny of creating a new era, possessing the great achievements of changing the fate of countless people. Within this Ancient Vault, they were existences akin to Divine Beings.

Even Bai Ye might not be their opponent... However, he was the Thief Saint after all. Even if he couldn't beat them, running away shouldn't be a problem.

Chen Ling's gaze fell on Jiang Xiaohua at the side. At this time, the flames on his body had been completely extinguished, and the bandages were mostly burnt away. Large patches of scorched black covered the original skin, looking shocking.

But the good news was that all his bleeding had stopped, and his vitality hadn't been extinguished, but was weak yet very stable.

"Jiang Xiaohua." Chen Ling called out to him.

Jiang Xiaohua didn't respond, seemingly completely unconscious.

Chen Ling carefully observed the scorched black scars on his body. He knew that under this kind of severe burn, infection was highly possible. But Jiang Xiaohua seemed to have a special constitution. Whether it was organisms or bacteria, coming into contact with his skin seemed to be subjected to a Curse...

He just didn't know where this Curse came from?

Chen Ling didn't think much further. After resting on the spot for a moment, he carried Jiang Xiaohua on his back again and walked out of the mountain forest.

Right at this moment, a rustling sound came from a distance, mixed with sounds of conversation. It was as if a group of people was approaching this direction.

Chen Ling frowned, and immediately hid his figure in the shade of a tree.

A moment later,

A large number of young men, covered in a sorry state, walked over from the distance.

Chen Ling's gaze swept over them, and he found Li Fu wearing hemp clothes among them. His eyes narrowed slightly...

"Brother Li... don't be sad. It said you couldn't bear the Emperor's Fate, perhaps it's just temporary? Isn't it just a weak fate, if we temper ourselves more, there will definitely be a chance." Han Dong couldn't help but speak to console him.