The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 1743 - 1740: Meeting

The Qiankun Ancestor had sealed away the Endless Sea Dragon King, though he himself shifted into his true form and couldn't return to human shape just yet. He directed the black-clothed little girl to clutch him in her palms, stopping him from plummeting into the Endless Sea's profound depths.

The black-clothed little girl obeyed the order and gripped the Qiankun Pot firmly in her hands.

Yet, being only the size of a palm herself, the black-clothed little girl wasn't much bigger than the Qiankun Pot, making her lug it along in a quite amusing sight.

Suddenly, ripples stirred across the seawater.

Right then, a pale-faced man materialized from nowhere, his complexion ghostly white and eyes devoid of life, like a walking cadaver. He stared at the black-clothed little girl, momentarily dazed.

"Who are you?"

The black-clothed little girl demanded cautiously, spotting the cadaverous man.

The cadaverous man paid no heed to the black-clothed little girl and vanished into nothingness, as if his quarry had eluded him.

"How strange."

The black-clothed little girl whispered to herself, yet she stayed put. Her master and big brother weren't in good condition; she had to guard them.

In the next moment, the cadaverous man reappeared silently, lunging forward to seize the Qiankun Pot from the black-clothed little girl’s grasp.

"What are you doing?!"

Fury exploded in the black-clothed little girl instantly; she bared her teeth and shot fierce glares at the cadaverous man.

However, the tiny black-clothed little girl like this looked anything but scary—instead, she came off as adorably harmless.

The cadaverous man disregarded the black-clothed little girl entirely and examined the Qiankun Pot closely.

"Return my big brother!"

The black-clothed little girl grew even angrier, shifting into the God-beating Stone and flinging it viciously at the cadaverous man.

Without so much as glancing, the cadaverous man lifted his hand and caught the God-beating Stone effortlessly.

The God-beating Stone reverted to the black-clothed little girl, now trapped in the man’s grip. She thrashed wildly, but his power was immense; escape proved impossible.

"Calm down."

The cadaverous man uttered slowly, his voice raspy and faint, like that of a dying soul barely clinging to life.

Surprisingly, at those words, the black-clothed little girl fell silent, ceasing her struggles and cries.

This wasn't her choice; the command seemed laced with a fearsome force that dominated her will.

A chill of fear gripped the black-clothed little girl deep inside.

Who is this freak, and why is he so unnatural!

The vibe he exuded terrified her more than even the Southern Dipper Ancient Emperor Qiao Tiannan, the one she'd been closest to in the past.

"What is this guy really after?"

Shocked and enraged, the black-clothed little girl watched the cadaverous man closely, dreading any harm to her big brother or master.

The cadaverous man showed no concern for the black-clothed little girl. After subduing her, he turned his attention to the Qiankun Pot, peering inside and spotting the Endless Sea Dragon King.

The cadaverous man yearned to delve deeper, but suddenly, his deadened eyes snapped toward another spot.

Instantly, he let go of both the black-clothed little girl and the Qiankun Pot, darting off in that direction.

The black-clothed little girl swiftly snatched up the Qiankun Pot and let out a quiet breath of relief.

But lingering here was too risky, in case that freak returned.

Thus, the black-clothed little girl fled the opposite way, clutching the Qiankun Pot.

Within the Qiankun Pot, the Endless Sea Dragon King lay still.

The Qiankun Ancestor tried invading the Endless Sea Dragon King’s body, only to discover the foe had sealed himself completely shut; no way forward appeared.

Meanwhile, the Endless Sea Dragon King kept hunting for that power.

And that power was none other than the Yang Demon's Origin Power.

Right now, the Yang Demon hunted for the Origin Power he'd planted in the Endless Sea Dragon King long ago.

Yet after extensive searching, the Yang Demon found nothing.

"Did that guy foresee my plot and counter it early?"

The Yang Demon pondered inwardly, but knowing Origin Power's resilience, that foe posed a threat yet lacked the skill to destroy it.

"Hmm?"

Abruptly, the Yang Demon sensed a familiar aura.

He veered course, pursuing that aura.

Soon after, the Yang Demon crossed paths with the Nine Netherworld Phoenix.

"Lord of Death, Nine Netherworld Phoenix?"

Spotting the Nine Netherworld Phoenix's soul, the Yang Demon exclaimed in shock: "Weren’t you dead?"

The Nine Netherworld Phoenix shook its head, replying, "Just suppressed."

"Why are you here?"

The Yang Demon eyed the Nine Netherworld Phoenix and murmured softly.

The Nine Netherworld Phoenix dodged the question, countering, "Your condition looks off?"

Currently, the Yang Demon manifested as a wisp of black flame, pulsing with wild auras and lacking any fixed shape.

The Yang Demon's voice grew heavier at this: "The scheme hit a minor snag."

"By the way, since you’re around, have you spotted the Origin Power I planted?"

The Yang Demon inquired.

The Nine Netherworld Phoenix gave a faint nod: "I saw it, but it's vanished now."

"Vanished?!"

The Yang Demon's tone turned icy: "Nine Netherworld Phoenix, you dare meddle with my Origin Power?!"

Killing intent surged openly.

The Nine Netherworld Phoenix remained detached, stating coolly, "Even if you were worthy to clash with me, what's the use? Besides, I have no interest in touching your Origin Power."

The Yang Demon's rage eased a touch, though his voice stayed rigid: "Then what happened?"

The Nine Netherworld Phoenix replied evenly, "Simple—someone wiped out your Origin Power."

The Nine Netherworld Phoenix held back the full truth; Ye Xuan had absorbed the Origin Power, not erased it.

"Nonsense!"

The Yang Demon rejected it flatly, his voice sharp: "Nobody in this world can eliminate Origin Power; we both understand that. Tell me exactly what's happening."

The Nine Netherworld Phoenix said, "I’ve said plenty."

Fresh anger flared in the Yang Demon; black flames coalesced into glaring eyes fixed on the Nine Netherworld Phoenix as he growled deeply: "This affects the grand scheme of my Dou Tian Divine Domain. If it fails, can you shoulder the blame?!"

The Nine Netherworld Phoenix answered calmly, "Not my responsibility, so why should I care?"

Were it possible, the Yang Demon's head might have burst from fury: "Nine Netherworld Phoenix, stop toying with me. Who erased my Origin Power?"

"Is there a betrayer in my Dou Tian Divine Domain?"

"Or are you the betrayer?"

The Yang Demon locked eyes on the Nine Netherworld Phoenix.

The Nine Netherworld Phoenix's gaze turned frigid, staring down the Yang Demon: "If I were the traitor, would I even bother speaking civilly with you?"

The Yang Demon stared at the Nine Netherworld Phoenix, at a loss for words.

After a pause, the Yang Demon composed himself, his tone grave: "Fine, supposing I trust you—the plan's derailed now. I need your assistance."

The Nine Netherworld Phoenix didn't agree right away, probing instead: "First, tell me what this plan entails."