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Chapter 1008 - Chapter 1008 Chapter 632 The Path to the Dark Heavenly Court

Chapter 1008: Chapter 632: The Path to the Dark Heavenly Court Chapter 1008: Chapter 632: The Path to the Dark Heavenly Court Yes.

From the “ancient corpse’s” perspective, there wasn’t even the slightest trace of immortal aura on Jiang Hui’s body; clearly, he was an unlucky soul who hadn’t even achieved Immortality and had somehow blundered his way here, even more insignificant than an ant.

It wasn’t that there were no such people, but ninety-nine percent of them died on the way. Very few were able to make it this far.

Yet now, the performance of this ant was causing it unbearable vexation and a sense of astonishment.

The other party was not the least bit afraid. On the contrary, he was the complete opposite, showing a face as calm as a mild breeze and soft clouds.

No panic whatsoever, his handsome and inscrutable face was like a pool of ancient well water, without a single ripple.

Even more so, the slightly tilted eyes, the half-open lips, and that faint voice gave it a strong illusion.

The other, it seemed, hadn’t taken him seriously from the very beginning.

Though not deliberate, it was exceedingly obvious and glaringly obvious.

This feeling of being dismissed was all too familiar to it.

Back in the day, after merely a few hundred thousand years, it stepped into the unreachable Realm of the Quasi Immortal King.

With extravagant talent and power that could traverse and manipulate freely, it considered itself without peer in the world, but at the height of its glory, it was suppressed casually by a junior even younger than it.

The way that person looked at him then was exactly the same as this man’s gaze, even the arch of the eyebrows was identical.

Disdain mixed with pity.

Pity tinged with superiority.

Superiority coupled with contempt for everything.

Truly irritating to the eye.

But… by what right?

The ancient corpse could not help but roar internally.

It truly could not understand, why could the other act like this?

An ant that lacked even Immortal Aura, that couldn’t manage even the most basic longevity in the world, where did such damned confidence come from?

“Answer my question.”

As the ancient corpse was engulfed in internal turmoil,

a piercingly cold voice suddenly rang out, as clear and cool as the mountain spring water of early spring, the voice slightly raised, filled with an indescribable majesty.

The voice fell.

For some reason,

the not yet fully rotted heart of the “ancient corpse” suddenly skipped uncontrollably.

It felt inexplicably oppressed.

On its chest, it was as if a massive mountain pressed down, growing heavier and heavier.

This oppression, akin to a weighty mountain, gave it a suffocating sensation like a drowning commoner, making it gasp for breath, nearly choking.

The other hadn’t even looked at him, his eyes idly surveying the cave, but a single sentence carried such pressure that it shook its core.

Suddenly,

the “ancient corpse” remembered something very important that it had overlooked,

how could an ant that hadn’t achieved Immortality possibly come to The Boundary Sea?

Even if by some fluke it came to this unimaginable Ancient Land, it still couldn’t have possibly reached this solitary island.

One must know that this island is isolated, surrounded by the turbulent waves of The Boundary Sea.

Although it appeared as a sea, it was not a sea, capable of sinking all matter, its own passage here had been a matter of life and death, and that was when it had no other choice. Who would come here otherwise?

There was definitely no chance involved; only absolute power could allow one to float on The Boundary Sea and search for an isolated island to inhabit.

“Who exactly are you?”

An unprecedented sense of crisis washed over, causing its heart to tremble involuntarily, and it asked subconsciously.

“You’re not answering my question. Could it be that your ears are so rotten you can’t even hear what I am asking??”

Jiang Hui took another look at the ancient corpse in front of him, whose flesh had begun to decay, stepped forward with his hands behind his back.

With the resurrection of this ancient corpse, the choking stench that filled the air had completely vanished.

Otherwise, he would’ve slapped it away long ago.

“?” The ancient corpse was taken aback at these words.

What did it mean for its ears to be completely rotten?

Its ears were fine.

However, before these chaotic thoughts drifted far in its mind, suddenly the area around its neck tightened sharply.

It felt as if it was clamped by iron, hardly able to breathe before, and now it was outright suffocated.

A glowing hand, like agate, seized its neck and then effortlessly lifted him off the ground.

Up until his feet left the ground.

He felt the sensation of weightlessness in his body.

Only then did the ancient corpse come back to its senses.

It looked at the white-clothed, lofty figure in front of it with shock and shivered all over.

White robes fluttering.

Purer than the purest snow in the world.

It then realized another very important point that it had neglected.

The young man it had considered an ant had not only arrived at The Boundary Sea and reached the isolated island where it resided.

But even more so, that despite the long journey, not a speck of dust had settled on him.

A strong being!

This was undoubtedly an unimaginable supreme existence, a dominator with eternal longevity, with cultivation that pierced the heavens, unfathomable.

Just crossing The Boundary Sea must have been a trivial matter for him; hence, he was so.

“Senior, I… I am already dead.”

Feeling an unprecedented breath of death, the ancient corpse’s brain worked rapidly, finally recalling the earlier question and hurriedly responding.

“Since you’re already dead, why can you come back to life? And how did you concoct false memories?”

Jiang Hui’s eyes sparkled as he scrutinized the ancient corpse, truly curious.

He had just scanned its memories, and while they appeared fake, who was he?

Emperor!

Without question.

The true Emperor.

One word becomes the Rule, with a single thought, he could create a world.