Pretending To Be A Boss

"But if the fight continues, it is destined to lose." Tang Xian said.

The Red Emperor did not argue because the God of Destruction had said something similar back in the day.

"Space and time, cause and effect, life and death. The masters of these supreme realms have all shattered barriers with their fists, but they alone were unable to restrain the domain of the Lord of Eden. It could no longer inflict fatal damage to the Lord of Eden. The Lord was unwilling to accept this.

It accepted the various rules of nature, yet refused to accept the fate that the strong always dominate—thus, the Lord also began to cultivate the Power of Laws."

"The Power of Laws of the God of Destruction?" Tang Xian hadn't expected the God of Destruction to have done such a thing.

"Yes, that power was not perfect and could not be successfully deployed in its last battle of life, which became the lifelong remorse of the Lord, but it no longer had the chance to remedy this regret."

The Red Emperor looked at Tang Xian, his gaze holding a certain implication of destiny.

"Before the Lord departed, it left its power of inheritance to me in a special form, entrusting me to safeguard it."

"Is this my ultimate reward for defeating you?" Tang Xian was somewhat excited.

"Yes." The Red Emperor was quite straightforward.

However, what followed made Tang Xian understand the source of his unease.

"The Lord's life had two great regrets. One was living too solitarily; it did not get along well with any beast deities, and with other myriad beasts, there seemed to be a special barrier. It hoped that its inheritor would be a person with leadership qualities."

Tang Xian wanted to toss his hair in the moment and then boastfully volunteer himself, but he finally stopped. Because the Red Emperor's expression was too serious.

"And the second regret?"

"Not finishing that fight with the Lord of Eden."

"This... this regret is probably impossible to fill." Tang Xian gestured with his hand.

The Red Emperor's expression was complex as he said:

"It can be filled. Both the Lord and the Lord of Eden have fallen. Although I am not the inheritor, as a Guardian, if I can defeat you, I should be able to make up for its regret."

Tang Xian said:

"I must remind you of something, you are already incapable of causing me any harm."

The Red Emperor was very calm, saying:

"As the Red Emperor... I have been defeated, but as the Lord's Guardian, there is still one true battle left between you and me. The Lord did not have a perfected Power of Laws back then, but in these hundreds of years, I have finally gained some understanding."

As expected...

Tang Xian thought to himself that none of these legacy Guardians were an easy win.

He was very curious though:

"What exactly is the Power of Laws of the God of Destruction?"

"Heir of Eden, tell me your name." The Red Emperor's eyes erupted with the light of the Soul Crystal.

This was the prelude to unleashing some ability, just like when Tang Feiji called storms, a hint of orange would appear in his dragon eyes.

But to Tang Xian's surprise, the light emerging in the Red Emperor's eyes was a bluish-purple.

This superpower that made Junlin fall to the ground twice was actually not a Catastrophe-level entity, but merely a Calamity-level one.

Tang Xian suddenly understood the creed of the God of Destruction as a beast deity.

He said blandly:

"My name is Tang Xian."

"There are many shackles in this world, my Lord did not believe in destiny and shattered them all one by one. I cannot do what the Lord did, not now, not ever, but Junlin can. If I am defeated, Tang Xian, I hope you'll show it mercy. It carries the true blood of a warrior. Perhaps it will be another God of Destruction."

A potential powerhouse that could become the God of Destruction without any legacy?

With such high praise from the Red Emperor, Tang Xian suddenly felt a craving for Junlin.

But he would not agree to such a thing himself. Whether Junlin could survive would depend on whether its loyalty to the court was out of principle or blind faith.

However, outwardly, Tang Xian agreed readily, with a face indicating that such a trivial matter was only natural.

The Red Emperor's words seemed to carry the feeling of a final testament.

"Good, do you have any last wishes?"

"Wait, why do you say it like I'm about to die?" Tang Xian became uneasy again.

A red glow emanated from the Red Emperor's body, and the bluish-purple in his eyes slowly shifted to an orange-red.

And the originally quiet surroundings suddenly sprang up with a large circle of ghost corals; they encircled Tang Xian and the Red Emperor like fences.

The ghost corals grew wildly, and in no time, they turned into huge entities like red icicles.

This scene was very similar to when the Nether Phoenix trapped himself, but Tang Xian did not feel any uncomfortable aura; he just felt there was something wrong internally.

When those fiery lights shone on him, he felt as if something at the soul level was being drawn out bit by bit.

"This is a fight to the death; after this battle, if you can survive, a sea demon will bring you to collect the Lord's inheritance."

The Red Emperor did not say the second half.

After all, death is death, and any other consolation is just consolation.

The Red Emperor's expression changed again at this moment. The red lights seemed to come to life, turning into blood threads that slowly climbed up the Red Emperor's body, forming eerie and bizarre symbols.

Tang Xian couldn't imagine that such ancient and forbidden methods could have been used by the God of Destruction.

He wanted to have a calm and collected conversation with the Red Emperor, to tell him about the state of the outside world, and how that person who killed his boss back in the day had been foolishly revived by someone.

But before he could open his mouth, he saw the Red Emperor's iron fist coming at him.