Chapter 869: Immediately Stay Away from the "Actor Emperor"!

Chapter 869

Most of these children were hungry and cold, their spirits nearly broken by the torment of their escape and hardship. They began to pray to the magnificent divine pillar, hoping to leave this place soon and return home safely.

However, a significant portion of the children did not kneel. Those drawn to the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasury typically possessed unique qualities and strong resolve. Even after enduring the arduous journey through the Grey Realm and the baptism of wind and snow, they could still persevere.

"Is this the power of this ancient treasury...?" the linen-clad boy murmured, watching the awe-inspiring scene.

Just as they were still immersed in the grandeur of the imperial might, a thunderous roar echoed from a distance, followed by a sudden sweep of whistling wind that nearly knocked them off their feet.

The divine pillar, which had been sacred and magnificent moments before, shattered explosively. Three indescribably terrifying auras shot skyward in quick succession, only to vanish without a trace after a brief moment.

The miracle of the ancient treasury's descent... was shattered?

This thought arose in the minds of all the children, and they froze in place simultaneously.

Moments later, lines of golden text furiously appeared before everyone's eyes!

Four hundred seventy emperors warn you!

Whether it was the linen-clad boy, Zhu Chong, Wu Qiong, or those seeing the golden text for the first time, everyone was stunned. They looked at each other in confusion.

"Did you see that?"

"I did... What are these words?"

"Emperors issuing a warning? Stay away from the 'Actor Emperor'?"

"Who is the 'Actor Emperor'?"

Those seeing the text for the first time didn't yet grasp the seriousness of the situation, but the linen-clad boy and others' expressions immediately changed! Until now, these texts had merely indicated gaining imperial attention, and their tone was quite neutral. But this time, it appeared indiscriminately before everyone and was even repeated three times!

This was no joke; the ancient treasury was solemnly warning them!

"Run!!"

Seeing that no one else reacted, the linen-clad boy shouted, grabbed Ah Qian, and was the first to sprint away from where the divine pillar had fallen. At this point, most people still hadn't reacted. After all, nothing else was happening around them, just the vast expanse of white snow. The linen-clad boy's sudden shout and sprint seemed out of place.

However, Han Dong and the other youths from the second zone paused only briefly before immediately chasing after him.

"What are you waiting for?! Run!"

Wu Qiong then shouted, leading a large group closely behind. After that, Zhu Chong also reacted, gritted his teeth, and inexplicably started a frantic dash through the snow with everyone else!

The Imperial Dao Ancient Treasury, Third Layer, "Heavenly Dragon Ascent."

Faint golden, blurred figures emerged from the imperial palaces of various dynasties, frowning as they looked down into the void. Their lips moved slightly without sound, as if they were communicating.

Finally, several figures stepped out from their respective palaces, their forms passing through the "Heavenly Dragon Ascent" barrier and drifting down to the second layer, "Leaping into the Abyss." The chaotic battlefield here was fragmented, but with the appearance of these faint golden figures, the corresponding battlefields and armies from history were extracted.

With a wave of their arms, dense throngs of soldiers and horses detached from various dynastic wars, stepping through the void and beginning to race towards the third layer's snowfield!

Golden fragments of imperial might drifted silently amidst the wind and snow.

Three figures stood in a melting ice pit. After a long silence, they finally relaxed and let out a long breath of relief.

"Red Heart! You really got us into trouble this time!" Jian Changsheng said, displeased.

"You were the one who gave me that title, which triggered the changes in the ancient treasury. You're not off the hook."

"Then... what about me?" Sun Buming asked, spreading his hands innocently.

"Neither of us is off the hook, and neither are you!"

Sun Buming: ...

Chen Ling was about to say something else when he suddenly seemed to sense something, looking up at the void above. In a trance, he could almost see golden figures descending, leading vast, surging armies, approaching the snowfield.

"They've started hunting us," Chen Ling said in a deep voice.

"Wait... why? We just got here and didn't do anything, so why are they after us?" Jian Changsheng asked indignantly. "Haven't you already gained the ancient treasury's recognition?"

"The ancient treasury's recognition doesn't mean recognition from the emperors of past dynasties," Chen Ling calmly replied. "In the eyes of these traditional feudal emperors, my existence is an anomaly. They won't rest until I'm dead."

"So what now?"

"If they hunt me, I'll hunt the new emperor they're preparing." Chen Ling's eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing within them. "There are too many of those imperial remnants, and their status is too high. I can't reach them all, nor can I kill them all... But if I cut off the path for their new emperor to ascend, the Imperial Divine Path will be effectively crippled."

Jian Changsheng immediately gave a thumbs up: "Ruthless enough, as expected of you, Red Heart 6!"

The emperors were already passing through the "Leaping into the Abyss" barrier and would soon reach this layer. Chen Ling wasted no time, immediately following the remaining footprints on the ground to locate the approximate position of the candidates. He needed to kill Ying Fu before the emperors' pursuit arrived!

"Go!"

The figure in the grand red opera robe, holding a bone-cleaving knife, soared through the wind and snow! Jian Changsheng and Sun Buming followed closely behind. The three figures, like arrows shot from a bow, quickly covered the distance that had taken the linen-clad boy and others hours to traverse, disappearing beyond the horizon.

The linen-clad boy was drenched in sweat from running. In the cold environment, his sweat froze into ice as soon as it appeared. He ran frantically through the snow with Ah Qian, his cheeks already red from the cold.

However, the linen-clad boy's physical stamina was ultimately weaker. Coupled with not having eaten any biscuits earlier, he was already extremely weak from hunger. Zhu Chong and several other stronger figures quickly overtook him, sprinting ahead. During this time, Zhu Chong even shot him a fierce glare. The linen-clad boy's physical condition couldn't be faked, and Zhu Chong seemed to have noticed something amiss... but escaping seemed more urgent at the moment, so he had no time to deal with him.

Just then, three figures whizzed past above them!

Boom—!!!

The leading figure plummeted from the sky, slamming directly in front of them, blocking their path. A terrifying shockwave spread wildly around, forcing everyone to stagger to a halt. Amidst the swirling snow, a vivid scarlet figure, gripping a bone-cleaving knife, stood like a demon god, towering over their frightened hearts.

The grand red opera robe fluttered in the wind, and a calm voice spoke:

"Who is Ying Fu?"