Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1608 - 979:

Chapter 1608: Chapter 979:

"Mr. Liu indeed cares much about the Emperor’s safety."

The Footprint Emperor withdrew his gaze, lowered his head in contemplation, yet showed no knowing smile.

He was not one who had come through the ages, thus he wouldn’t think about it in other ways.

Just a bit surprised.

In the Ultimate Ancient Land.

There had naturally been some communication between the two.

He could sense that Mr. Liu’s personality tended toward coldness.

Unexpected to have this side.

"Mr. Liu just seems cold, but in reality, he’s warm inside.

Luckily, I spared no effort at that time, even at the risk of leaving no trace in the world, I fought desperately to ensure his safety.

Even with my help, Mr. Liu’s ability to break and then stand is a vast natural talent."

At this thought.

The Footprint Emperor slightly furrowed his brow.

Even more curious about where the Emperor had gone, and why he hadn’t appeared?

Just now, hearing Willow God mention the Bizarre Clan, even knowing certain facts, he couldn’t help but feel worried.

After all, the ability to make his Emperor bleed was undoubtedly beyond his imagination.

In the past, compared to the Three Dark Emperors, who once caused his downfall, they wouldn’t even qualify to carry shoes.

However, the Footprint Emperor was only slightly concerned, not overly speculating.

He was one of the ten Lords Yama of the Underworld.

In this sacred land founded by the Emperor, he was already considered to hold great power.

Above, there naturally was even higher authority.

But currently, it seemed to be only the Northern Emperor.

If the Emperor truly fell, his current authority would be reclaimed.

After all, he was long dead.

The reason he still persisted was the power granted to him by the Emperor.

By the same token.

If the Emperor fell.

The power would also be gone.

"The world grows ever more chaotic, what I can do, is to follow the Emperor and die for him without hesitation."

The Footprint Emperor muttered, his tone firm.

He was already destined to die, not afraid to die once more.

Yet in this moment.

The Ox-Head and Horse-Face he had sent out earlier, along with the Judge and numerous Yin Soldiers, all returned.

The Footprint Emperor was not surprised in the least.

Though the Judge’s and Ox-Head and Horse-Face’s positions were somewhat lower than his own.

But they were also formally bestowed the authority by the True Emperor.

In other words, if anything happened to the Emperor, their powers would also be reclaimed, just like his own.

"Lord Yama, won’t there be trouble for the Emperor?!" the leading Judge asked, his tone anxious.

What was known was known.

But after all, it was all just speculation.

Naturally, they were worried in their hearts.

Yet the Underworld was immeasurably vast.

Each Lord Yama independently managed a region.

Further divided into eighteen realms, eighteen layers.

Apart from these, there were countless small hells.

If searching for an ordinary person within, naturally it would be done swiftly.

No need to even move, just needing a Lord Yama to open the Book of Life and Death, thus knowing all directions of the target.

But that applies to matters below the Immortal Path Field, and the Northern Emperor manages the Immortal Path Field, which they cannot meet.

The actions were merely for Mr. Liu to see.

Who would have guessed that the appearance of the other was identical to the True Emperor’s lifelong partner? Even without knowing the truth, it could be seen that their relationship must be close-knit, perhaps twin sisters.

"Blessings are bestowed upon the Emperor, he won’t encounter trouble."

The Footprint Emperor nodded in thought.

He also wasn’t certain of the situation, leaving a word, he swished his sleeve, and immediately gusts of strong wind rose beneath his feet, lifting the Footprint Emperor swiftly toward a certain direction.

A moment later.

The vast and boundless Palace of Senluo appeared before the Footprint Emperor.

From afar, the Palace of Senluo was shrouded entirely within a surging dark tide, almost like the bloody mouth of some giant beast.

Leaving one scared witless, terrified.

This was where the Footprint Emperor conducted his daily work, familiar terrain, directly arriving at the high level within the palace.

Although from outside it appeared as boundless Jade Towers connected, internally it consisted of a series of various sized, differently configured cave abodes, small worlds.

The Footprint Emperor arrived before a high-level cave abode, the door tightly shut, then gently knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

A resonant voice echoed from within.

Walking in.

The King of Reincarnation seemed like he was asleep.

This was a trait and habit he developed during trials in the mortal world, ingrained deeply within his bones.

Even after successfully breaking through the trial of the mortal world and gaining the authority of the Northern Ghost Emperor, it was retained.

Sensing the Footprint Emperor’s presence, the King of Reincarnation slightly opened his eyes and said: "Senior has arrived, pardon my failure to welcome."

The Footprint Emperor immediately shook his head and laughed, saying: "Authority must be clearly defined, although we’re on good terms privately, public matters must maintain order, speaking of authority, never refer to me as senior."

The entire Underworld, though vast and boundless, akin to an independent and infinite Universe.

But only from Lord Yama upwards could they be considered true higher-ups, managing all affairs of the Underworld.

Therefore, the number isn’t vast, especially the Ghost Emperor, of whom only the King of Reincarnation obtained the Eastern Ghost Emperor’s recognition of authority.

And daily works within the Palace of Senluo, despite the vast internal space, seeing each other regularly, eventually becoming familiar.

The atmosphere in the Underworld is excellent, the relationships among the higher-ups are harmonious privately, often exchanging thoughts.

Naturally, understanding each other’s past.

Although the King of Reincarnation’s authority is somewhat larger, the Footprint Emperor, during the Emperor Fallen era, once suppressed dark calamities single-handedly, sacrificing himself, leading to the Emperor’s Fall, his merits and power are worthy of eternal legend.

Of course, in the Underworld, authority is the most critical criterion for judgment, past glories are merely topics of conversation.