I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

At a place located thousands of kilometers away from Huang Quan City, Laden’s body began to materialize.

His features had become extremely pale, and he panted heavily as he crushed a jade seal before flying through the air with all his might.

“Please hurry, Father. I’m not going to be able to hold on for much longer…”

Within Laden’s hand was an item that looked like a black lotus. Originally, there were three glowing petals on the black lotus, but now, one of the petals had already completely shattered.

This was his high-rank immortal tool, the Holy Demonic Lotus.

The Holy Demonic Lotus had the ability to transform its user into an insubstantial state upon receiving a life-threatening attack before instantly teleporting its user to thousands of kilometers away. This was an extremely useful life-saving device.

Just as Laden was about to leap into a spatial rift to continue his escape, a dazzling bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky.

The lightning was both black and white in color, and it descended from the sky, pulverizing the air in its wake.

Laden’s body materialized again in the distance with a massive hole in his chest. He turned in a certain direction with a malicious expression on his face. “Emperor Tian Huang, if you dare to kill me here, my father will be sure to…”

Boom!

Another bolt of lightning descended, and Laden didn’t even have a chance to finish his sentence before he was blasted into another cloud of blood mist.

Emperor Tian Huang arrived on the scene, and a faint hint of battle intent appeared in his eyes as he looked at the dispersing cloud of blood mist. “He still managed to survive! That life-saving device really is quite useful. Let me see just how many times he can die…”

He transformed into a bolt of lightning again as he spoke before flashing into the distance.

Laden’s body reappeared thousands of kilometers away. Immediately after, he began to flee further into the distance.

However, another bolt of lightning flashed toward him from the distance.

Lightning was unmatched in the areas of speed and destructive power.

At the same time, this lightning was imbued with the power of pure yang, which was extremely effective against Blood Tribe cultivators. Emperor Tian Huang was known as the godfather of weaponry and lightning, so it could be said that he was the most proficient user of lightning in this world…

Thus, Laden was in complete despair against an enemy like this.

It could be said that he wouldn’t have been this fearful even if he were being pursued by the Celestial Thearch himself.

Boom!

A thunderous boom erupted throughout heaven and earth as a bolt of lightning flashed through the sky.

Laden was in the process of fleeing through spatial manipulation, but his body was forced into reappearance by the lightning.

“Wait, I have something to say…”

Boom!

He was reduced to a cloud of blood mist again by a bolt of lightning before he had a chance to finish his sentence.

Thousands of kilometers away, Laden’s body reemerged. His features were extremely pale, and the Holy Demonic Lotus in his hand had completely shattered.

Laden didn’t have time to lament over his immortal tool. There was a very real chance that he might die, and he was far too busy trying to flee the scene to be worried over an immortal tool.

Emperor Tian Huang had almost chased him for ten thousand kilometers! This was also on Blood Tribe territory as well. Just how badly did Emperor Tian Huang want to kill him?!

An overwhelming sense of remorse welled up in Laden’s heart. He was sorely regretting his decision to try and slay that dragon at Huang Quan City.

He failed to slay the dragon, and instead, he was about to be slain soon…

A bolt of black and white lightning flashed, and Laden’s heart jolted in fear.

He immediately unleashed his dao of the blood star to the fullest extent.

The crimson star materialized behind him to defend him from the bolt of black and white lightning.

Boom!

The shockwaves from the collision pulverized the ground within a radius of over fifty kilometers, and a Blood Tribe city nearby was inexplicably razed to the ground.

This was a battle between top-rate mighty figures; just the shockwaves alone were imbued with extremely monstrous destructive power.

The bolt of lightning tore apart the crimson star in the end before blasting a massive hole into Laden’s chest.

Fortunately, the power behind the bolt of lightning had been blunted by the crimson star. Otherwise, Laden would have died on the spot.

However, even though he wasn’t dead, he certainly wasn’t far from it.

Laden clasped his hands over his chest, and his body trembled as he looked at the bolt of lightning flashing toward him from the distance.

The bolt of lightning transformed into a man in a yellow and white daoist robe. He then appeared before Laden.

A mocking smile appeared on the man’s face. It was as if he were a cat toying with an injured mouse. “Not going to run anymore? Have you used up all your lives? Are you thinking that you’re going to die anyway, so you might as well make my handsome face the last thing you see in this world?”

Laden’s face convulsed as he threw up a large mouthful of blood.

Emperor Tian Huang’s expression instantly darkened. “You still dare to taunt me?”

“No! Not at all! Emperor Tian Huang’s might and prestige are unmatched!” Laden immediately waved his hands to explain himself.

He had never felt as weak and insignificant as he did at that moment.

He was an extremely powerful mighty figure who was only one step away from the Dao Integration Stage, but he was as vulnerable as an infant against Emperor Tian Huang.

“Heh, can’t argue with that. Alright, I’ve satisfied your dying wish, so it’s time to send you to the afterlife.” Lightning crackled between Emperor Tian Huang’s fingertips as fearsome power gathered.

Laden’s legs almost gave out from under him. Satisfied his dying wish?! Did he mean that his dying wish was to see his handsome face? What the hell was this True God thinking?!

Emperor Tian Huang waved his arm through the air, and a devastating bolt of lightning flashed toward Laden.

Despair surfaced on Laden’s features, and he roared as he unleashed his most powerful spell techniques.

However, the bolt of lightning sliced through all his spell techniques like a hot knife through butter en route toward Laden’s head.

Right at this moment, an ancient, pitch-black wall suddenly appeared before Laden.

Boom!

The unstoppable bolt of lightning blasted a series of cracks onto the giant wall but was still unable to break through in the end.

Tears flowed from Laden’s eyes as he caught sight of the familiar wall. “Father!”

A man enveloped in divine light began to appear atop the giant wall with his hands clasped behind his back.

Laden’s expression faltered at the sight of the man.

This man was different from the other members of Blood Tribe in that his eyes and his long, flowing hair were both black.

The space around him immediately began to cave in a collapse as if his body were a boundless abyss that was leading all living beings to depravity and death.

The man coughed awkwardly after hearing Laden’s emotional call of “father”. “Your father has something he needs to do at the moment, so he sent me here to save you in his stead.”

Laden: “…”

Emperor Tian Huang’s expression faltered before he burst into roaring laughter. “Hahaha… I see no problems with that; whoever saves your life is your father!”

Laden was flushed with rage when he heard this, and he threw up another mouthful of blood as his body swayed lightly, seemingly on the verge of collapse.

It could be said that he had suffered more humiliations today than the rest of his life combined!