Chapter 1825: The Mediocre Emperor Isn't Dead?

The Alien Spirit King City.

Inside a sealed room, dense restrictions surrounded it, isolating space and divine sense probing.

Bang!

The sound of a table being slapped rang out, and then a middle-aged man with raised sword-like brows stood up, his face full of anger.

“Rebellion, this is outright rebellion!”

“The three sovereigns of the Spirit race were supposed to watch over each other, but he broke this rule, colluded with humans, and ambushed His Majesty the Mediocre Emperor—he is a traitor to the Spirit race! We noble sons of the Spirit race must unite and overthrow this illegitimate regime!”

A young alien spirit, looking around, spoke with fury in his voice.

If Zhang Xuan were here, he would surely recognize this fellow—it was his student who had infiltrated the alien spirits… Liu Yang!

At this moment, he had gathered a group of “like-minded individuals” to denounce the crimes of Emperor Chen Ling and Emperor Chen Xing.

Over a month ago, when Emperor Chen Ling returned, he announced to the world that the Mediocre Emperor had been ambushed and killed by human experts, and that he and Emperor Xing had been severely injured trying to save him, but ultimately could not turn the tide.

At the time, everyone believed it was true. However… later, many human experts entered the underground cavern, and another message spread, saying that Emperor Chen Ling had joined forces with the human Hundred Schools of Thought to kill the Mediocre Emperor.

Initially, everyone thought this news was deliberately spread by humans to cause internal strife among the spirits. But later, when Emperor Chen Ling took control of the Mediocre Emperor’s army and slaughtered its generals, people began to sense something was wrong.

An hour ago, this most favored successor of the Mediocre Emperor gathered them together and recounted the whole story in detail. Only then did everyone realize the truth and become furious.

The alien spirit race had dominated the world and made even humans deeply wary precisely because the three sovereigns were united in spirit and acted as one. But now they were framing each other and conspiring with humans against their own kind—this was an outright perversion of justice, unforgivable.

“Emperor Ling and Emperor Xing are powerful, having reached the peak among ancient sages. Even if we know the truth, what can we do? There’s no way we can fight them!”

Seeing the crowd’s agitation, an alien spirit couldn’t help shaking his head.

Everyone’s feelings were understandable, but even if Emperor Ling and Emperor Xing were severely injured, they were still peak ancient sage-level experts, not something a group of great sages could contend with.

The three sovereigns could rule the world not only because of their power and methods, but more importantly, because of their unshakable strength.

“I know that too, but rest assured, since His Majesty the Mediocre Emperor is not dead, he will personally return to purge the traitors. We only need to control the unrest at that time and manage the scattered troops to prevent chaos in the world!”

Liu Yang said.

“Indeed, we may not be able to control the top-level conflict, but we can control the Spirit race and prevent any upheaval!”

“Once chaos erupts, humans will likely take the opportunity to encircle and annihilate us, and the Spirit race’s tens of thousands of years of foundation could be destroyed in an instant!”

Several alien spirits nodded in unison.

They could not intervene in the struggle among the three sovereigns, but they could control one side and minimize the harm caused by the turmoil.

“Since everyone shares this view, this alliance is established… Since it’s an alliance, we naturally need a responsible leader to unify commands; otherwise, everyone acting on their own will only lead to chaos!”

Seeing that everyone agreed with his point, Liu Yang breathed a sigh of relief and said.

“A leader is certainly needed. Brother Yang is the successor of the Mediocre Emperor and the most accomplished among us. The position of leader naturally belongs to you!”

“Only you can lead us to regain control of the situation and prevent too much disorder!”

…

Everyone clasped their fists in unison.

Now, apart from the ancient sages, this man had the highest prestige; otherwise, Emperor Ling would have already killed him. Making him the leader would best win the people’s support.

“Since you all say so, I won’t decline. I only ask everyone to remember…”

Standing up, Liu Yang clenched his fist and placed it over his chest, his brows raised with unshakable determination: “All for the Spirit race!”

In the alien spirit race, his name was naturally not Liu Yang, but Yang Liu. The “Brother Yang” everyone referred to was him.

Since he wasn’t very famous among humans, reversing his name made him even less known.

As for today’s gathering of all forces and his attempt to control the Spirit race, it was exactly what his teacher had instructed before heading to the Spirit Emperor Palace.

“All for the Spirit race!”

Everyone stood up at once, filled with excitement.

Truly worthy of being the successor chosen by the Mediocre Emperor—he was indeed the mainstay of the Spirit race!

“Now that the alliance is established, let’s first decide how we should proceed…” Seeing that everyone was sincerely convinced, Liu Yang was about to continue speaking when his brows lifted and he flipped his wrist.

Whoosh!

A communication jade slip appeared in his palm. He glanced at it, and his eyes immediately narrowed.

“Leader, what happened?” An alien spirit looked over.

“Emperor Chen Ling is arresting cultivators above the Saint realm everywhere and performing life sacrifices at the city’s altar. It’s said he has already killed thirty thousand people…”

Liu Yang clenched his fist.

“Thirty thousand?”

“He’s nothing but a beast…”

The people in the room could no longer hold back and stood up in unison.

Even among the alien spirits, those who reached the Saint realm were limited. Sacrificing the lives of his own people, and slaughtering tens of thousands at that—was this man insane?

“Leader, what do we do now?”

Everyone was about to explode, all eyes turning to Liu Yang in the center.

“Using life sacrifices combined with treasures, he’s probably trying to offer sacrifices to the Spirit God, seeking power to quickly recover from his injuries,” Liu Yang said.

Everyone nodded.

Emperor Chen Ling’s injuries were extremely severe. Relying solely on self-cultivation would take an unknown amount of time, and might even be hopeless forever. Only by sacrificing to the gods could he possibly succeed!

However, the cost of sacrifice was enormous, especially for gaining power—it required not only treasures but also blood.

In the world, the laws of operation demanded fairness. To gain, one must give; even the gods could not escape this rule.

Knowing that this man had slaughtered tens of thousands, everyone understood that he must be conducting a massive sacrifice.

“What we need to do is immediately organize people to stop his sacrifice. Otherwise, if we let it continue, it will be too late for anything…”

Liu Yang snorted.

“Good!”

Everyone nodded in unison.

They had to stop him; otherwise, once he succeeded and fully recovered, they would never be able to resist.

Boom, boom, boom!

Just as they were about to break through the surrounding restrictions to stop Emperor Chen Ling’s sacrifice, they felt the ground shake as if thunder had struck. Rushing out of the room and looking toward the direction of the sound, they saw a powerful force emanating from the very center of the king city, where Emperor Chen Ling’s altar was located.

An explosion at that place—could it be that the sacrifice had failed?

“What happened?”

Unable to contain himself any longer, Liu Yang turned to look at the several guards in the courtyard.

One guard, filled with excitement, his voice somewhat shrill, said: “It’s the Mediocre Emperor… The Mediocre Emperor isn’t dead; he’s back!”