Who wants to become a god? Aren't you all forcing me?

#368 - Chapter 367 You Should Kneel

"What's going on? Why haven't you made your move yet!"

The black-robed man opened his scarlet eyes, his sinister gaze fixed on Li Chenqiu's back. The hand within his cloak slowly opened, fingers straightening into a claw.

Sensed, Li Chenqiu's breath hitched. A needle-like stinging sensation came from his back, shooting straight up his spine to the crown of his head!

"Leader, he…"

Whoosh—

A swift gust of wind attacked from behind him, stirring the hair by his ears, crushing the rest of the word "he."

At this moment, Li Chenqiu felt as if the world had turned upside down. Although his feet were still firmly planted on the ground, a sense of weightlessness inexplicably enveloped his entire body, causing him to fall uncontrollably into the abyss behind him.

Thump, thump, thump…

The feeling of weightlessness made Li Chenqiu's heart race. He dug his feet into the snow, but even so, he couldn't resist the almost tearing gravity.

"It's time to end this."

The black-robed man flashed to a position directly above Li Chenqiu, beneath the clouds, and extended a finger towards his brow.

The mountain-like, unavoidable finger rapidly magnified in Li Chenqiu's eyes. At this moment, he only wanted to say one thing to this leader: "You're lagging way too much!"

Seeing that no one was stopping him, the black-robed man felt puzzled, but he quickly pushed it to the back of his mind.

The distance between them rapidly closed. In less than a second, the black-robed man's fingertip was already approaching Li Chenqiu's brow, crimson blood seeping from beneath the skin.

Everything seemed to be set in stone, but in fact, the variables had just begun.

Thump—

A dull and slow footstep came from afar, like a distant and peaceful bell, ethereal, tranquil, blending into the cold wind, echoing leisurely between heaven and earth.

Everyone stopped. The black-robed man who was about to kill Li Chenqiu, the excited Takahashi Mei, and Yang Luhe who was watching from a distance, all maintained their previous actions.

"This… how is this possible?!"

The black-robed man's outstretched fingertip trembled constantly, stopping only one centimeter away from Li Chenqiu's brow.

A suffocating and despairing power washed over his head like a tide. Everything around him seemed to be swallowed by darkness, leaving him alone within it, imprisoned in place.

The black-robed man felt as if he dared to move even slightly, he would be crushed by the ink-like darkness, forever trapped here.

This feeling was not unique to the black-robed man; others felt it too, though not as intensely as he did.

Only Li Chenqiu, as if nothing had happened, hurriedly bent down to avoid the black-robed man's finger, clutching the vine and quickly running away.

Thump!

The sound of footsteps rang out again. Everyone suppressed the fear in their hearts, stiffly turning their heads to look in the direction of the footsteps.

In the hazy distance, a figure gradually solidified in the wind and snow, walking step by step forward, gradually reflecting in everyone's eyes.

It was a fair-skinned youth.

The youth wore his hair in a neat bun, dressed in a white robe, carrying a wooden box on his back, as if he had crossed over from another era, in harmony with heaven and earth, yet out of place with everyone present.

A porcelain-like white face, eyes as clear as autumn water, slightly upturned corners of his mouth, paired with his fluttering robes, like an immortal descending to earth, inspiring awe.

The moment he saw the youth, the black-robed man felt as if his head had been slammed in a door, his ears buzzing, his consciousness dizzy, and an impulse to fall asleep arose in his heart.

Others might not recognize the scholar-dressed youth before him, but as a top combatant of the Takahashi Conglomerate, how could he not recognize him?

The most powerful Resurrector recognized by the entire Federation, the master of the behemoth known as the Underworld—the Northern Yin Emperor.

"You've got to be kidding me, this guy has been out of sight for decades, how could he suddenly appear here?" The black-robed man's pupils shrank violently, his excessive fear turning into numbness, spreading throughout his body.

The Northern Yin Emperor raised his hand, and Li Chenqiu, who was running away at high speed, felt a blur before his eyes. When his vision returned, he found himself in front of the other man.

Li Chenqiu stared at the Northern Yin Emperor and tentatively asked, "You are…"

The Northern Yin Emperor smiled implicitly: "The others in the Underworld call me Emperor."

"Emperor?"

Li Chenqiu murmured, his eyebrows slightly raised, a bold guess forming in his mind.

But before he could think further, the Northern Yin Emperor walked straight past him towards the black-robed man, saying in a gentle tone:

"I told King Chujiang to stride forward, but you pulled him back. Interesting, very interesting!"

As he spoke, the Northern Yin Emperor clapped his hands rhythmically, admiring light shooting from his curved eyebrows as he looked the black-robed man up and down.

The very pragmatic black-robed man lowered his posture, saying humbly, "I didn't mean to offend the Underworld. I was just blinded by impulse for a moment. I'm really sorry!"

The black-robed man's voice was not loud, but it was not soft either. Every word he said fell into the ears of everyone present.

For a moment, surprised expressions appeared on everyone's faces. Takahashi Kaisei, who was relatively close to the Northern Yin Emperor, couldn't stop his legs from trembling, and the color quickly drained from his face.

The black-robed man was a Divine-Order from the Thirteen Forbidden Zones, his strength was at the pyramid apex of the entire Tianyuan Federation. The only people who could make him act like this would be existences above the Thirteen Forbidden Zones!

Thinking of this, Takahashi Kaisei had roughly guessed the Northern Yin Emperor's identity. Not only him, almost everyone had guessed it.

"Northern Yin Emperor!" Yang Luhe's pupils dilated at a visible speed: "This… how could this be?!"

Under the gazes of the crowd, the Northern Yin Emperor walked step by step towards the black-robed man. Ignoring the man's apology, he said to himself:

"The last time someone went against me was a Divine-Order from the Fourteen Forbidden Zones in the Northern Federation. I had a fight with him…"

The Northern Yin Emperor paused, raised his hand to catch a snowflake falling from the sky, a trace of reminiscence flashing in his eyes, and continued:

"In that battle, we destroyed more than fifty cities, fighting until the sky turned dark and the earth turned black. But before we could completely determine the winner, he ran away. Guess why he ran away?"

The black-robed man stammered, "I… I don't know."

The Northern Yin Emperor smiled brightly: "He had both legs cut off by me. If we continued fighting, he would have lost his head, so naturally he had to run. After all, everyone is afraid of death, and I'm no exception. What about you?"

The black-robed man said with a stiff face: "I am—no exception either, Northern Yin…"

"Northern Yin?" The Northern Yin Emperor's mouth hooked up, revealing his snow-white teeth: "Everyone in the entire Federation has to respectfully call me Emperor. You call me Northern Yin. Are you trying to use your life to test the consequences of calling me that name, hmm?"

The black-robed man explained in a panic: "I'm sorry, Emperor, I just… I was just a little nervous, and suddenly forgot for a moment. I…"

"Is that how you apologize to people?" The Northern Yin Emperor withdrew his smile: "You should kneel when you speak to me."