I'm the emperor from the start, and you want me to keep the three-year agreement?

"We're rich! We're rich! There are so many unwanted Great Emperor souls here!"

"Oh! There's even a soul at the peak of the Emperor Realm! Perfect as a main soul!"

Just as these ancient corpses lunged, Lin Ning directly collected them all into the Human Emperor Flag.

In an instant, they were completely refined.

"Boy, what are you doing?"

From the depths of Burial God Mountain, angry voices echoed.

"Those are the corpses of Great Emperors! You've refined them all?"

"Are you even a righteous cultivator? Aren't those our livelihood in Burial God Mountain?"

The old guys hiding in the depths weren't Emperor Venerables to begin with; they were just Great Emperors who survived the Immortal-Demon War.

After suffering severe injuries, they cultivated heretical demonic paths, constantly absorbing the power of these corpses, eventually becoming Emperor Venerables step by step.

The seven of them originally intended to control these corpses to obliterate Lin Ning, and then absorb the energy again after everything calmed down.

"Little Ning, how did you become a Great Emperor overnight?"

Shen Nian was puzzled. After witnessing Lin Ning's abilities, she couldn't suppress her confusion and asked, "And how did you get the Myriad Souls Banner?"

"That's a demonic treasure! We are righteous cultivators."

Huh?

Lin Ning was stunned, pointing to the characters on the flag and saying, "Master, please look carefully, this disciple's is the Human Emperor Flag!"

Heaven and earth bear witness, this isn't some Myriad Souls Banner!

"But... your Human Emperor Flag doesn't have the majestic aura of a Human Emperor, why is it emitting black smoke?"

Lin Ning explained, "It's probably the gas emitted by the rotting corpses, polluting my treasure."

Yes, that must be it.

It's all Burial God Mountain's fault.

"The powerful beings inside seem very angry. Can we escape?" Shen Nian trembled.

Although it was her first time entering Burial God Mountain, she had heard of the great terrors lurking in its depths for many years.

"It's okay, I'm invincible."

Lin Ning slowly walked towards the depths.

"What are you trying to do again?" an Honored One shouted.

The seven of them had verified it many times already; this kid Lin Ning was a bit strange.

No matter what killing moves they used, they would turn into the power of an ordinary Great Emperor attack before reaching Lin Ning, and then be easily erased by him.

Strange!

This kid is too strange!

Having survived for so many years, although the Emperor Venerables were powerful, there were still some strange situations they couldn't resist.

Therefore, they dared not provoke Lin Ning again.

"I heard that Burial God Mountain has produced a Nine Revolutions Netherworld Grass. Senior Emperor Venerables, why not give it to this junior?" Lin Ning said with a smile.

"What a joke! The Nine Revolutions Netherworld Grass needs to grow in an extremely Yin place for eight thousand years to produce one!"

"You've already taken the energy source of us old guys into your Myriad Souls Banner! Now you still want to take it?"

"Good heavens, you want to eat and take, right? You call us Senior Emperor Venerables when you need something, and old things when you don't?"

"No, absolutely not! If the world knows what happened today, where will the face of Burial God Mountain be? Where will the face of us Emperor Venerables be?"

A moment later.

Lin Ning held the Nine Revolutions Profound Yin Grass in his palm, looking at the old Emperor Venerables in the depths with a naive smile.

"You've already taken the thing, get out, get out!"

"Damn it! Kid, you better not die, or I'll find you in the next life and give you a good beating!"

"Damn it, what kind of person is this? We can't kill him, even my ultimate move can be turned into a normal attack, is this still the cultivation world?"

Looking at the series of violent voices, Shen Nian's body trembled slightly.

"Little Ning, we've already got the thing, let's go back to the sect."

The Emperor Venerables were all angry; how could a mere Great Vehicle Stage cultivator like her dare to stay here any longer?

Lin Ning waved his hand, "Not in a hurry, there's still one thing to do."

"Master, I got this Netherworld Grass to refine an Emperor Pill for you."

"You're an alchemist?"

Shen Nian's face was full of question marks. Where did he learn alchemy again?

As his master, how could I not know?

Buddy, have you been hiding things all these years?

Lin Ning didn't hide his strength. He was a Great Emperor, and after possessing the World Inheritance, he could be regarded as the number one alchemist in history!

A mere Emperor Pill could be made casually.

"Heh heh, an Emperor Pill?"

Lin Ning's conversation was heard by the Emperor Venerables.

"Kid, although your skills are strong, refining pills is not a simple matter, let alone refining an Emperor Pill."

In their opinion, Lin Ning was only eighteen years old.

An eighteen-year-old Great Emperor was already heaven-defying enough, but you're telling me you can also refine an Emperor Pill?

Is that possible?

"Refining pills is not cultivation. Although your cultivation talent is unparalleled in history, if you want to refine an Emperor Pill without tens of thousands of years of accumulation, is that possible?"

"Among us, there are people who understand alchemy, but after tinkering for ten thousand years, we haven't successfully refined an Emperor Pill!"

"If you can refine an Emperor Pill, we'll give you this Burial God Mountain."

Hearing this, Lin Ning retorted, "These Great Emperor corpses have all been refined by me, what use do I have for this Burial God Mountain? To bury myself?"

"How about this, after I refine the Emperor Pill, you all commit suicide, and when the seven of you Emperor Venerables are dead, burying you here, that's what you call Burial God Mountain."

After infuriating the seven Emperor Venerables, Lin Ning sat down cross-legged. He opened his hand, and a seven-colored divine flame appeared in his palm.

It was like a dancing elf, dancing happily after landing on the ground.

Immediately afterward, Lin Ning took out an alchemy furnace, and the divine flame obediently floated over.

The Netherworld Emperor Pill that Lin Ning needed to refine this time only required the Nine Revolutions Netherworld Grass as the medicinal formula.

Although it only required this one, the difficulty was higher than ascending to heaven.

First of all, this herb only grew in extremely Yin places, and then it needed eight thousand years of time. If there were any slight changes in those eight thousand years, it would not be able to grow.

Lin Ning closed his eyes. Although it was his first time refining pills, with the World Inheritance, his operation was more skilled than anyone else.

He didn't need to look with his eyes, but felt the changes in the divine flame with his heart, feeling the changes inside the alchemy furnace.

"This guy, why did he close his eyes? That's a divine medicine that can only be born in eight thousand years! Is he just letting him ruin it?"

"What do you know, this is the highest realm of alchemy, controlling with intention!"

"Hey, this guy seems to have something to say!"

Suddenly, the sky over Burial God Mountain, which had just returned to calm, suddenly darkened.

Immediately afterward, rolling dark clouds came from a distance, and thunder sounded in the sky.

The rolling thunderclouds carried the power of destroying the world, and the falling lightning seemed to be able to destroy this world.

The Emperor Venerables raised their heads, looking at the rolling clouds, and they actually felt a strong sense of oppression!

"A tribulation? No, an Emperor Tribulation!"

In the cultivation world, alchemists easily attract heavenly tribulations when refining powerful pills, but the phenomenon that Lin Ning attracted this time made these Emperor Venerables feel fear.

"This guy, is he really going to refine an Emperor Pill?"

"Protect this little guy, this old man has been tinkering for ten thousand years and has never seen an Emperor Pill born with his own eyes, we can't let the Emperor Tribulation destroy him!"

Below, Lin Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly opened the alchemy furnace.

Inside the alchemy furnace, there was a pill floating in the center. Reaching out to touch it, he first felt a trace of coolness, and then the whole person seemed to fall into a ten-thousand-year ice cave, and the whole person turned into an ice sculpture.

"Is it over?" an Emperor Venerable said in shock, "The Emperor Tribulation has disappeared? But his pill has already been refined."

"Could it be that this pill is not enough to reach the Emperor rank? That's not right either, the Emperor Tribulation just now was ten times more terrifying than when I became an Emperor!"

Listening to their words, Lin Ning just smiled.

I am the person with the World Inheritance, how can you compare to me?