172: The Divine Emperor Descends

Myriad Laws Star Realm, God Race Holy Land.

Inside the God Emperor Hall, the void suddenly split open, and a figure with a majestic aura stepped out.

The newcomer was tall, clad in crimson-gold divine armor engraved with burning flame runes. Divine fire seemed to leap within his eyes as they opened and closed, and the pressure of an Immortal Emperor radiated from him without concealment, causing the space of the entire hall to warp slightly.

This was precisely the Immortal Emperor powerhouse sent by the God Race of the Formless Chaos Realm—God Ember.

“Welcome, Lord Immortal Emperor!”

The God Emperor and Grand Elder God Without Boundaries in the hall hastily bowed in greeting, their postures extremely respectful.

God Ember's gaze swept over the two, lingering for a moment on the God Emperor's Primordial Spirit, a trace of imperceptible contempt flashing in his eyes.

“You are the Clan Chief of this branch?” God Ember’s voice was deep and thick, carrying a condescending tone. “Speak. What happened? To think you actually used an emergency transmission Jade Slip.”

The God Emperor felt bitter in his heart as he hurriedly stepped forward to give a general account of the situation.

“Reporting to My Lord, it goes like this...”

He briefly and concisely recounted the matters of Emperor Yan's imperial edict, Long Yin's broken engagement, the mysterious Female Immortal King's heavy blow, and the fact that the Taiyan Immortal Court now possessed a newborn Supreme World.

Of course, he omitted the pathetic details of his own defeat, focusing instead on emphasizing Emperor Yan's mystery and the threat of the Taiyan Immortal Court.

Finally, the God Emperor bowed and pleaded, “My Lord, that Emperor Yan is unfathomable, and he has a Female Immortal King under his command who can fight above her level.”

“Now they have even formed an Alliance with the Yao Race and the Dark Night Elf Clan, and their power is expanding rapidly.”

“If allowed to continue developing, I fear they will become a major threat to our God Race!”

“I implore My Lord to take action, to suppress and kill Emperor Yan and that woman, and to wash away the shame of my God Race!”

After listening, a playful glint flashed in God Ember's eyes. “Since this Emperor has come, I will naturally take action.”

The God Emperor was overjoyed upon hearing this.

But God Ember's tone shifted. “However, the price must be renegotiated.”

“Renegotiated?” The God Emperor was stunned. “My Lord, according to clan rules, when a branch requests assistance from the higher-ups, isn't the payment seventy percent of the resources accumulated within a hundred thousand years?”

God Ember sneered, a hint of greed flashing in his eyes. “That is for normal situations.”

“According to what you stated in the Jade Slip, the opponent is suspected of having Immortal Emperor level combat power.”

“As such, the risk is different, and the price is naturally different as well.”

He held up four fingers and said unquestionably, “This Emperor wants forty percent of all the resources of your Myriad Laws Star Realm God Race branch.”

“Forty percent?!” The God Emperor's expression changed, his voice even shifting in pitch.

Seventy percent of a hundred thousand years' worth of resources, when converted, was roughly equivalent to about thirty percent of the total resources the entire clan had accumulated over the years.

And this forty percent meant that almost all the resources their branch had accumulated over the last hundred thousand years would have to be handed over to the Immortal Emperor before him!

The God Emperor cursed inwardly: This was clearly hiking the price on the spot, taking advantage of his misfortune!

Suppressing his anger, he tried to argue, “My Lord, is this perhaps too...”

“Too what?” God Ember’s gaze turned cold, interrupting him. “Do you think Immortal Emperors are as common as cabbages?”

“This Emperor was Cultivating perfectly fine in the Chaos Realm, but upon receiving the transmission, I immediately tore through the void to get here. Do you know how many Opportunities this Emperor has lost in these six months?”

“Not to mention, it will take another six months to return.”

“A single transmission from you has caused this Emperor to waste a year of Cultivation time. Is asking for forty percent of your branch's total resources excessive?”

He stood up, his Immortal Emperor pressure growing even stronger, his tone carrying impatience.

“Your talent is mediocre; leaving these resources in your hands is nothing but a waste. It’s better to give them to this Emperor to be put to good use.”

“Furthermore, this Emperor is already taking our shared clan bloodline into account by only taking forty percent.”

“If another race asked this Emperor to act, they wouldn't even need to think about it without offering sixty percent of their entire race's resources!”

The God Emperor's face turned shades of blue and white, his heart churning with fury, yet he did not dare to lash out.

God Ember was clearly banking on the fact that he had no other choice!

God Without Boundaries was also trembling with fear as he listened from the side. He couldn't help but take a step forward and advise, “Your Majesty, this...”

“Shut up!” The God Emperor shouted sternly, cutting off God Without Boundaries' words.

He took a deep breath, his eyes flickering with struggle and resentment, which finally turned into a bleak compromise.

The situation was stronger than the person.

If God Ember washed his hands of the matter, forget about revenge—they might not even be able to preserve the branch.

“Fine.” The God Emperor's voice was dry, almost squeezing the words through his teeth. “Forty percent it is.”

Hearing this, a satisfied smile immediately appeared on God Ember's face, and he nodded. “Good. This Emperor likes Juniors who recognize the situation.”

With a dark face, the God Emperor turned to the side towards God Without Boundaries. “Grand Elder, go and fetch forty percent of the clan's resources.”

God Without Boundaries looked anxious and still wanted to persuade him. “Your Majesty, forty percent of our resources is the Foundation of our clan for the next ten thousand years! Please reconsider!”

“Just do it!” the God Emperor repeated coldly, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Seeing the God Emperor's firm attitude, God Without Boundaries could only sigh heavily and bow as he withdrew.

Before long, God Without Boundaries returned, holding a Storage Ring with purple-gold patterns in his hands.

His face was ashen, his eyes full of reluctance and heartache as he tremblingly handed the ring, which carried nearly half of the God Race branch's heritage, to the God Emperor.

The God Emperor took the ring, and as he felt the vast, sea-like fluctuations of resources within, his heart twitched.

But he did not hesitate, directly handing the ring toward God Ember. “My Lord, this is forty percent of my clan's resources. Please verify it.”

God Ember took the ring and casually swept it with his Divine Sense, the joy in his eyes deepening.

He nodded with satisfaction and put the ring away, his tone softening considerably. “Rest assured, since this Emperor has taken your branch's resources, I will naturally see the matter through for you.”

The God Emperor forced a smile. “Then I shall trouble My Lord.”

After a pause, he asked tentatively, “May I ask My Lord, what is your current Cultivation level? This Junior would like to have some peace of mind.”

Upon hearing this, God Ember's face showed a look of self-satisfaction as he said proudly, “This Emperor is at the Late Stage of the Immortal Emperor Realm!”

late stage immortal emperor?

The God Emperor's face instantly became extremely unsightly, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!

He endured it again and again, but in the end, he couldn't hold back, his voice carrying an irrepressible questioning tone. “My Lord, when I sent the transmission to the higher-ups, the request was for a powerhouse at the Perfection of the Immortal Emperor Realm!”

God Ember's face suddenly darkened, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. “What? Are you looking down on this Emperor's late stage immortal emperor cultivation?”

Divine fire rose around him, and his terrifying pressure caused the God Emperor's Primordial Spirit to oscillate, nearly collapsing!

“My Lord, please calm your anger!” The God Emperor hastily bowed, but his heart was cold.

God Ember snorted coldly and restrained his pressure, but his tone remained unfriendly. “What do you know? Although this Emperor is at the Late Stage of the Immortal Emperor Realm, I have few rivals within the same Realm! Even when facing a powerhouse at the Peak of the Immortal Emperor Realm, I have the power to fight!”

He paused, his voice carrying a bit of disdain. “Do you think a Perfected Immortal Emperor is like a roadside weed, found everywhere? The fact that the higher-ups could send this Emperor here already counts as valuing you!”

The God Emperor's heart was gloomy to the extreme, and a massive sense of powerlessness welled up.

The higher-ups clearly didn't take his request to heart! They just sent a late stage immortal emperor to brush him off!

As expected, clan members without talent would never receive the attention of the higher-ups from beginning to end.

But on second thought, Emperor Yan's true cultivation was most likely only at the Perfection of the Immortal King Realm, and the Immortal Emperor Realm was just his own guess.

Perhaps this late stage immortal emperor would be enough to suppress Taiyan?

Thinking this way, the God Emperor's heart finally settled a little.