Eternal Life from Taking Care of Master's Wife

"Now, these Thunderlight Wings are mine!"

Upon hearing such arrogant words, the Thunderlight Wing Emperor was so angry that he laughed, thinking, how could a mere Refining Void Realm dare to rob him instead?

However, as a Martial Arts Emperor with a long-standing reputation, alongside his anger, the Thunderlight Wing Emperor was secretly on guard.

He knew that many unexpected reversals happen in life.

If this person in front of him wasn’t a fool or bluffing, he must have some trump card against him.

"I do not cut down nameless figures,"

The Thunderlight Wing Emperor fixed his eyes on Zhou Chen, hesitating to make a move, and coldly demanded:

"Boy, state your name!"

"Zhou Chen!"

Without hiding anything, Zhou Chen calmly uttered a name.

"Zhou Chen!?"

The Thunderlight Wing Emperor trembled, his eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, widened in shock:

"Are you the Zhou Chen who condensed a hundred-thousand-foot Dao Tree and a Super Purple Gold Primordial Spirit, accepted as a disciple by the Yaochi Empress?"

Though he asked, the Thunderlight Wing Emperor was nearly certain.

Divine Techniques level martial cultivation.

Refining Void Realm Immortal Dao cultivation.

It matched Zhou Chen’s information exactly.

The Thunderlight Wing Emperor’s expression suddenly fell, feeling worse than swallowing a fly.

He thought it would be a simple matter, only to find he had kicked an iron plate.

He knew he couldn’t take down Zhou Chen.

If he dared to make a move on Zhou Chen, the safeguards left by the Yaochi Empress would definitely emerge and slap him to death.

Not to mention killing him to silence him.

It was simply unrealistic.

"So it’s Young Master Zhou."

The Thunderlight Wing Emperor forced a grim smile on his face, bowing and apologizing:

"Young Master Zhou’s name reverberates like thunder in my ears; I have admired you for a long time but have not had the fate to meet you!"

"Meeting Young Master Zhou today, truly a dragon amongst men, divinely talented and martial, your reputation is indeed well-earned!"

"Many heavenly ladies of my royal family admire Young Master Zhou. Our meeting today is destiny. I wonder if Young Master Zhou would honor my humble abode with a visit, so that I may host you well. I guarantee you will not be disappointed!"

If Zhou Chen were to go with him, he would certainly indulge in beauties and endless pleasures.

"Such hypocrisy is laughable!"

Zhou Chen shook his head with a smile, coveting the gold in his waistband? No way!

Setting up an array here to try to kill him and then think a few words would gloss it over, where is such an easy bargain in the world!

As for beauties, Zhou Chen was not lacking in them at all.

At this thought, Zhou Chen recalled the famous weapon of his Grandmaster Ancestor.

The Nine Bends of the Yellow River.

Entering it could make one lost, unable to extricate themselves.

"I’ll study it later!"

A thought flickered in Zhou Chen’s mind, as he looked coldly at the Thunderlight Wing Emperor:

"He who kills shall be killed; today you shall be sacrificed to my blade!"

"Arrogant!"

The smile on the Thunderlight Wing Emperor’s face gradually faded, and he coldly said:

"Zhou Chen, to leave some room for each other today is to meet better in the future!"

"Though you are protected by the Empress, I can’t kill you, but if I want to leave, you can’t possibly stop me!"

If not for fearing Zhou Chen’s talent and the Yaochi Empress, he wouldn’t have spoken kindly and offered apologies and beauties to Zhou Chen earlier.

As an Emperor, he cannot be humiliated!

"You can try!"

Zhou Chen’s lips curled slightly.

"Bluffing!"

With a cold glance over Zhou Chen, the Thunderlight Wing Emperor scoffed:

"We will not meet again, farewell!"

He beat his wings, tearing through the void, turning into a flash of lightning, and disappearing before Zhou Chen.

Boom!

The next moment, the Thunderlight Wing Emperor slammed headfirst into a ten-thousand-foot-tall giant.

This giant wielded a massive axe, with muscular and knotted physique, his bronze-like skin exuding a terrifying aura akin to gods and demons.

"What... is this?"

The Thunderlight Wing Emperor looked up at this formidable terrifying presence, resembling both god and demon, with a mind full of shock.

Even as a Martial Arts Emperor, the formidable power contained within this being still filled him with an overwhelming sense of dread.

"He’s undoubtedly an Invincible Emperor!"

"Too strong!"

"I am no match!"

The thought flashed across, and without a moment’s hesitation, the Thunderlight Wing Emperor fled to the side.

However, as he moved, his figure suddenly halted.

Another terrifying form akin to gods and demons blocked his path.

This being wielded a dark divine spear, his entire presence radiating an aura of destruction.

The Thunderlight Wing Emperor stood still in the void, eyes scanning his surroundings.

Surrounding him were countless gigantic god and demon silhouettes.

Each possessed terrifying power capable of battling the heavens and the earth.

Each was countless times more formidable than him!

Even the Invincible Emperors he had seen before were not as terrifying as these entities.

"One, two, three, four..."

"How can there be so many?"

"Could this be the Three Thousand Divine Puppets Map?"

"But it doesn’t seem like it?"

The Thunderlight Wing Emperor was filled with doubt, unable to fathom what was happening.

In the Puppet Emperor’s Three Thousand Divine Puppets Map, all three thousand puppets were strong, each wielding Martial Emperor level power.

But they were ultimately just puppets.

He could recognize them at a glance.

And these entities in front of him, not only were their cultivation and power far beyond those documented in the Three Thousand Divine Puppets Map, but they did not resemble puppets at all.

Indeed, they were not puppets.

After undergoing the baptism of heaven and earth’s creation, the Three Thousand Divine Puppets had already transformed into true gods and demons, reborn as new life, no longer mere puppets.

It was normal for the Thunderlight Wing Emperor not to recognize them.

The transformation was too great.

Even if the Puppet Emperor were resurrected, he might not recognize these as his Three Thousand Divine Puppets.

Each divine and demonic aura melded together, becoming one, solidifying the void.

The Thunderlight Wing Emperor felt advancing was difficult, trapped like a fly in amber, unable to escape.

He would die!

This thought emerged, causing the Thunderlight Wing Emperor to tremble in fear, his body shaking.

He didn’t want to die!

He still had ample time to live freely and enjoy life!

He had just become a Martial Arts Emperor, not yet indulged sufficiently!

"Young Master Zhou, spare me, oh the Emperor... I mean... this small man was wrong, I should not have set up an array to ambush you, I beg Young Master Zhou to give me another chance..."