The old man you see with your phone is highly suspicious.

Xue's Law could even see a longing for the past on this Cool Six's face.

He said, "So your youngest son felt that he couldn't be the emperor of humanity, so he started to think that humanity has its limits, and that the more extraordinary one's wisdom, the more unexpected situations would arise, so he stopped being human, right?"

Xue's Law is even hard to criticize.

Neither the old Demon King nor the skeleton spoke; instead, the skeleton asked first, "And who is this?"

"My friend from another world is stronger than me." The old Demon Emperor simply said this, and for a moment the undead's soul fire flickered a few times before he immediately said very respectfully, "Greetings, Emperor of another world."

Xue's Law: "..."

He's not some emperor, just a stupid college student...

Forget it, I'm too lazy to explain. Given that people in this world believe that only the strongest can become the boss, it's quite normal to have this kind of thinking.

Xue's Law did not intend to forcibly change the minds of people from other worlds. For example, even though he hated kneeling, many people from other worlds liked this etiquette, and if you didn't make them kneel, their reaction would be even more intense.

Therefore, in this situation, Xue's Law can only be used as a charlatan. In places with lower levels of civilization, charlatanism is more effective than anything else.

Although his first words after posing as a charlatan were, "God said, you are not allowed to kneel."

At this moment, the old Demon Emperor spoke up to explain: "He is not the emperor of another world, but just a student."

In that instant, the ghostly flames around Loren twisted even more distorted, and he exclaimed in horror, "Someone stronger than you, Big Brother, is actually a student! Is that the realm of gods?"

Xue's Law: "..."

The Old Demon Emperor: "..."

Forget it, I'm not going to explain anymore. The more I explain, the harder it'll get. I'll just play the charlatan for now...

That was the only thought left for the two of them.

Soon, led by the undead Loren, a massive complex of buildings came into view.

The great tomb stands tall on the barren plain, like a giant black sword. Nothing grows around it, and even the moonlight becomes thin when it shines here, as if the light itself fears this territory of the undead.

The entire tomb was like a living coffin that was breathing, as if it were still pulsating.

It is filled with an aesthetic and distorted layout that only the dead would have.

"We've arrived. This is the Great Tomb, the capital of the Little Karl Empire... Brother, I may soon..." The undead's words were cut short as his soul fire vanished in an instant, as if he had been crushed.

Then, a sinister voice rang out: "Father, you've finally arrived!"

The voice, tinged with joy, pleasure, and even a twisted quality, emanated from the skull that no longer possessed the fire of the soul.

The old Demon Emperor's face was grim. He said, "What do you want to do?"

"Father, come to my palace. I'll have the guards let you in. Come here, and I'll tell you everything." He laughed, letting out the hoarse, shrill cry of the undead. "As for this traitor, I will utterly annihilate even the last embers of his soul! Hehehe!"

The sound lingered above the blood dragon. Even though the two were still hundreds of miles away from the great tomb, the undead Loren who had been with them was now completely dead.

The skull showed obvious signs of weathering instantly, as if it would turn to dust with the slightest touch.

Lower-level undead cannot resist higher-level undead; this is an ironclad rule among the undead.

"Loren is my brother. He was the one who supported me in unifying the world from the very beginning, and fought alongside me in battles for decades, helping me manage food supplies and logistics..." the old Demon Emperor said.

"Oh……"

"He didn't enjoy much happiness in his life. Less than two years after the empire was established, he died in the empire because he had overexploited his life force and suffered too many hidden injuries... At that time, I still needed to wipe out the remnants of other races, so I didn't have the chance to see him one last time," the old demon emperor continued.

The old man rambled on, as if reminiscing or talking to himself.

The two landed at the entrance to the Great Tomb, but the scene before them caused the old Demon Emperor's pupils to constrict.

“Father…Father Emperor…” The two undead guards, who looked like ghouls, looked at the old Demon Emperor, but they both lowered their heads, whether out of shame or pain, it was hard to tell.

Xue Luding also threw them out from the stiff corpse; they were the old Demon Emperor's other two sons.

The old Demon Emperor didn't say anything, but calmly walked in.

He didn't even turn around, but that back view seemed to be saying something.

"Son, your father will come to kill you!"

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"Little Xue..."

"uh-huh?"

"Leave the rest to me," the old Demon Emperor said.

From this angle, you can't see Xue Dinglu's face, but you can imagine that his face is as black as the bottom of a pot. If you were to look Xue Dinglu in the eye, his pupils might be filled with an ominous red-haired lion.

Xue Dinglu nodded. He had originally thought it would be a fierce battle, but he hadn't expected that the old Demon Emperor's youngest son was indeed the Lich King.

Even the things he did... well, regardless of his actual strength, were definitely very low-class...

Xue's Law had no reason to stop the Old Demon Emperor from making this request.

Pushing open the massive bronze door, engraved with wailing faces, a chilling aura that seemed to freeze the soul rushed towards them. The two began to walk into the great tomb, with countless spirits along the way watching them intently like guards.

A ghostly blue flame suddenly ignited, illuminating the writhing, twisting spirits on the wall. A translucent arm extended from the mural, and the air was filled with a sweet, pungent mixture of decaying spices and the stench of aged corpses.

"Your son's taste is really terrible, even worse than your brother named Loren." Xue Dinglu started to complain about Bai's nonsense instead.

This caused the enraged old demon king to pause slightly, then he crushed the bones on the ground with one foot and walked into the archway in front of him. It was an incredibly long corridor paved entirely with bones and flesh.

"I'm telling the truth. Your brother's castle, while also made of bone, has an overall assembly structure that's more like a machine. It has a kind of aesthetic beauty in treating bones like machines. Although I don't appreciate it, I think it would be cool if you could actually create a skeleton Gundam." Xue Dinglu continued his rant, completely ignoring the silent screams of the millions of dead souls beneath his feet.

"But your son's aesthetic sense is like that of a nouveau riche from the countryside. He has no sense of beauty at all, it's so low-class. Did you not give him any aesthetic lessons? Maybe he's trying to scare us with this kind of aesthetic sense? But if I may be so bold, this thing is not even as scary as the grotesque."

"Let me tell you, the biological cultivation pods created by the Evil Eye in that Titan civilization before, those grotesque creatures, were far more advanced than this. After all, the Evil Eye has no human aesthetic sense; the flesh-and-blood machines it created were so twisted they were practically idiotic..."

Xue Law continued to complain.

The old demon king seemed to want to move faster, while Xue Lude was simply dissatisfied with the Lich King for paving such a long road for this show of force.

Finally, the two walked the several-kilometer-long "red carpet," and their shoes were beyond repair, covered in sticky, disgusting blood.

At this moment, they finally saw the end of the steps. Above the steps, which were made of obsidian and bones, a withered Lich King was holding a naked "beauty" in each arm.

She probably wouldn't be considered a "beauty." Like that vampire, she's just an undead woman made of frozen flesh, similar to Sylvanas from Warcraft—a ghoul.

In that instant, the old Demon Emperor's aura surged dramatically, increased wildly, and intensified!

"You beast!" the old Demon Emperor roared angrily, and a blood-red dragon appeared behind him.

The Lich King, however, glared at the old Demon King with a mocking expression and said, "Old man, are you already furious just because you saw me embracing my two sisters-in-law?"

Xue's Law: "???"

Xue's Law: "!!!!!!!!!"

No, I...you...ah?!

At this moment, Xue Luding, who had been watching the drama unfold, froze. He felt as if his mind was spinning wildly like a washing machine, and the entire universe seemed to be freezing and trembling within him...

It was as if a billion ugly lions had been forcibly crammed into one's mind...

He saw again the two "women" being held in the Lich King's arms, completely naked, their faces showing only numbness and pain. The Lich King's withered finger bones were directly kneading the peaks, and the ghostly blue soul fire in his eye sockets was flickering, as if he was enjoying endless pleasure and joy.

Only now does Xue Dinglu realize that these two ghosts are actually his sister-in-law!

Wait a minute... Xue Law wants some peace and quiet...

You became the Lich King, and all you did was have your two brothers guard the gates and then resurrect your dead sister-in-law?

No, you sent your fiancée out to guard the army, and then you're here playing house with your two sisters-in-law who are already frozen stiff.

Xue's Law: Speechless...

Xue Dinglu has been a ghost, so he naturally has the right to speak. After becoming a ghost, his body was stiff, without any sense of touch, desire, or feedback. In other words, touching these two ghosts was no different from touching two stones.

But that's exactly what he wanted to do; Xue's Law could only think of...

Insult! This is the ultimate insult this lowlife has inflicted on his brother and the old Demon Emperor!

Sure enough, the Lich King then grabbed a female undead and forced her to sit on his body, saying with a highly provocative and twisted expression, "Old man, if you won't give it to me, I'll take it myself. Do you know how many times your incompetent elder and second elder brothers have witnessed this scene?"

"Enough! You beast, die!" The blood-soaked dragon immediately pounced on him, but the Lich King paid no heed. He continued to act as if he wanted to make a scene in broad daylight, still holding the two female undead in his arms, one in each hand, and leaping away from the throne.

The blood dragon's breath shattered the throne of bones, and the Lich King laughed, saying, "Old man, even now, you still won't call me Emperor?"

Xue Dinglu, who had promised the old Demon Emperor not to interfere, was speechless.

Invincible scoundrel? When did you arrive?

"Yay!" At the same time, the old Demon Emperor roared in battle.

The blood dragon roared in response, spreading its wings that blotted out the sky, and boiling blood seeped from between its scales.

At this moment, the Lich King remained arrogant, refusing to put down the corpses of his two sisters-in-law. Instead, he dodged while mocking, "Old man, you're too slow!"

"You know what? I always invite my older brothers to our parties. Compared to my fiancée, who's practically skinny except for her face, my two sisters-in-law are so plump!"

"And when my eldest and second brothers were watching from the sidelines, I felt it even more! Hehehehehehe! And now, your expression is just too delicious! I want to see that expression on your face, that furious yet helpless expression on your face! Hahahaha!"

The blood dragon's breath left a pool of blood on the spot, and the Lich King seemed to still want to insult the old Demon Emperor even more deeply.

He was only thinking about maneuvering and dodging the Blood Dragon's attacks. Even now, holding the two female corpses, his face was full of a relaxed and confident expression.

"Old man, let me show you my power now!" The Lich King laughed. In an instant, dark purple lightning twisted like venomous snakes. The Lich King stood in the center of an altar made of bones. He raised his withered arm, and incantations seeped from his emaciated arm, turning into thousands of twisting shadow chains that pierced the earth.

"Servants, followers, and soldiers of my great empire! Heed the call of your king!"

The earth began to tremble, pale hand bones burst from the ground, and then death knights covered in rusted armor returned from their eternal slumber, their eye sockets ignited with icy blue soul fire, their decaying cloaks billowing in the deathly wind.

In mid-air, the ghostly banshee tore open a rift in the spirit world and floated out.

From the deep crater that cracked the ground, the stitched-up giant butcher dragged his bloated body, pieced together from hundreds of corpses, out.

He raised the energy in his hand high, and it burst forth and spread like ripples. The earth cracked, bones coalesced, and countless skeleton warriors crawled out of the tomb, the sound of bones colliding as dense as a torrential rain.

Further away, the bone dragon crashed through the mountain wall and soared into the air, its wing membranes still draped with tattered shrouds, and its jawbones crackling with ghastly green ghostly flames.

The Lich King floated amidst the undead army, his arms around two female undead, laughing maniacally and sneering, saying, "Old Deng, do you see this! This is my power, this is the price you, a blind fool, pay for refusing to pass the throne to a genius like me!"

"Now, I am the god of the new era! I will surpass you and create a true, eternally peaceful empire! For under my rule, there will only be the undead! I am the king of the undead!"

The entire battlefield had been transformed into a sea of ​​undead revelry, and the blood-soaked dragon appeared so small and helpless amidst the countless undead surrounding it.

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