719 The Four Rats
Dao Burial Ground:
Four people stood facing each other. Behind each was a black coffin with countless runes engraved on it. The four people formed a strange group. There was an elderly man with grey hair and wrinkles, a middle-aged man with snake pupils, and young child with red and fierce eyes, and a handsome young man in his middle 20s with green hair.
Anyone who witnessed this meeting would be shocked beyond words. And that’s because all four had the aura of Eternal Emperors. A few people speculated the Dao Burial Ground had one Eternal Emperor, but little did the world know they had four.
These people did an extraordinary job at covering their tracks. When First Class Emperors visited this place, they did not annihilate them but ensured they escaped, showing the world there was a possibility of an Eternal present. Simultaneously, only one displayed Eternal strength, while the others always hid.
“First Child, I think this is a perfect opportunity for us to gather flesh, blood, soul, and negative emotion,” said the elderly, looking at the young man with green hair.
“I agree with second child,” said the middle-aged man. “Heavenly Dao sealed the lower dimension, meaning we don’t have to have so much restraint.”
“As long we worked together, we might be able to break the sealing formation of the Human Preservation Array,” said the child, who was the Fourth Child.
“You’re wrong,” said First Child, removing a string of his green hair that blocked his eyes. “If it was only the Human Preservation Array, we might have a chance. But now, the Dao Opening Sect’s bastard used all the racial arrays to seal us. Not to mention, they also have an Eternal-level powerhouse controlling it.”
“How about using the backhands we left on the outside? Although they only have Dao Ancestor strength, they are more than enough,” said the Second Child.
“That’s useless. These Emperor Lineages would quickly kill these things, which would only reveal our secrets. The best result would be to pretend to be devil cultivators that went mad to gather flesh and blood, but the Di Clan would clean them up.”
“First Child, I know you’re cautious nature has kept us well hidden so far,” said the Fourth Child. “But we have not conducted a Red Wave in a while, and my realm has shown signs of destabilizing. I might lose my Eternal Status if we don’t act soon.”
The First Child frowned. ‘Fourth Child is new and indeed requires more energy to stabilize. However, I feel it’s unwise to make a move in this generation.’
The First Child knew Heavenly Dao cared deeply about this generation’s Heaven Will Battle. And from the information he gathered and deduced, there is a high chance True Heavenly Do was the same.
Of course, this was not the main reason for his reservation: it mainly stemmed from that woman. Although many people believed she was only the descendent of Empress Wu, the First Fhild knew it was not simple; he guessed she was most likely a clone or a reincarnation.
He would not take action as long as there was a 0.1% chance it was her; his cautious nature is why his plans have proceeded smoothly since his death in the upper dimension after the Null Era.
“Since we cannot leave, why don’t we sacrifice some of these people to stabilize Fourth Child’s conditions,” said the Second Child as he gazed at another space in the Dao Burial Ground. Countless coffins of different colors lay next to each other, exuding powerful auras. The weakest individuals were Immortal Venerables, and the group included a few Emperors of different classes.
“No, some of them have already suspected something,” refuted the First Child. “If we take action now, they might find something.”
“Then, what should we do?”
“Fourth Child, you’ll have to suffer for a while: enter deep seal to preserve from falling in realm. We’ll wait for a few generations before taking action?”
“A few generations?” asked the Third Child.
“Maybe not. If the bastard from Dao Opening Sect wins in this generation, I feel the next few generations will be prosperous and full of changes: we cannot show ourselves.
“But if it’s the Di Clan’s heir, we will take a little risk and conduct a Red Wave as soon as he leaves. We will be quick and fast and only gather enough essence for Fourth Child to stabilize.”
The First Child understood the arrival of the Myriad Emperor World’s prosperous age was destined to arrive. However, if Di Tian wins the final battle, fate will change as the prosperous age is delayed. And this would be the best time for them to take action.
First Child does not want Wang Wei to win. Ever since he learned of that bastard’s rise, his intuition has warned that something terrible would happen soon. So, he’s becoming increasingly more cautious; he has already decided to hide even before the final battle begins.
“That may be the best choice,” said Second Child with a sigh. He, along with the others, did not blame the First Child. Their plans have been going smoothly for countless eras because of the latter’s extreme caution.
The outside world calls him a coward and a rat, but only the four know the true capability of the Fist Child.
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“The people from the upper dimension?”
“Your excellency has heard of us?” said Parasyte. “That will make our conversation much easier.” His tone was very polite and respectful.
“How did you get in?” asked First Child. Not only did he place his own seal, but the Racial Preservation Array prevented people from entering and exiting this place.
“Since Your Excellency knows my origin, you should understand this is not a major thing.”
‘Paragon,’ thought First Child. He once ascended, so he knew the power of Paragons. Although they are restricted in their intervention of the lower dimension, but the means they can use within the limits of the rules is not something ordinary people can fathom.
“Why are you here?”
“I came here to invite Sir Heretic to negotiate a transaction.”
‘Heretic; that’s a name I’ve not heard in a long time,’ thought First Child with a frown. His name has been lost to the annals of history, but these people dug it out.
‘They’re not as useless as they appear in front of that bastard,’ First Child, who had an incomprehensible hatred for Wang Wei. As for the reason? He simply felt the bastard would cause him trouble, and that’s the thing he hated the most in the world.
“Be more specific,” he said.
“I know your excellency does not want to show yourselves too much. So, I only ask you to quickly exile the newly ascended Emperor immediately after proving the Dao. If you strike quickly, it should be possible.”
The Heretic Emperor did not say anything and continued to stare at him, so Parasyte hurriedly explained: “Our action is only if Wang Wei proves the Dao. Furthermore, we will help you.”
He showed the Emperor a map of an unfinished formation. “This formation temporarily allows you to boost your power by a large margin; the only requirement is the sacrifice of a few other Emperors or Tier 10 Immortals.
“The task can easily be achieved with its help.”
Heretic still remained quiet, staring at Parasyte. Although he did not release any aura, Parasyte felt tremendous pressure. Luckily, he has faced the aura of Empyrean and Paragons, allowing him to remain calm in this situation.
“Upon succeeding, your excellency can absorb as much flesh and blood you need from the Myriad Emperor World.”
“That’s it? I do your dirty job for you, and that’s your only offer?”
Parasyte frowned as he pondered deeply; he seemed caught in a dilemma– at least, that’s what his facial expression indicated. Then, he gritted his teeth and said:
“We have many companions in other World Communities. After you succeed, they will help you gather flesh and blood.”
“Your entire reward is on the assumption your people will prove the Dao in other World Communities. But what if they don’t?”
“That’s impossible.”
“Says who? You?” replied Heretic with a sneer.
“Your excellency, there is no need to make things difficult: if you don’t want to negotiate–say so,” said Parasyte calmly. “We have already shown our sincerity. Even if there were no other rewards, the formation I presented to you is plenty enough.”
“You have a point,” uttered the Heretic Emperor.
“So, you agree?” asked Parasyte.
“This is not something I can just decide on the spot. Give me three days, and I’ll tell you my answer.”
‘Parasyte secretly sighed in relief: there was hope as long as the Heretic Emperor did not immediately reject him.
“In that case, I’ll return three days later. I hope to receive good news.” Parasyte cupped his hand to salute before mysteriously disappearing.
Not long afterward, the other three others appeared next to the Heretic Emperor.
“First Child, what’s your decision? Do you want to work with them?” asked the Second Child.