Chapter 1214 These Ants
"Fuck you bastards! You dare to tear down my throne? Who do you think you are? How dare a few ants covet the throne? How dare you? How dare you!"
He yelled almost at the top of his voice, and then kicked the base hard, but it was of no use.
He took several deep breaths, forced himself to calm down from his rage, and thought of a way to enter the underground palace first.
Then, he recalled the weakest point of the hole when the underground palace was built. He floated to that point and took out the precious and powerful magic weapons hidden in his ring.
In order to buy time, he had to make a hole at all costs to allow himself to quickly enter the underground palace.
When he took out the things he had accumulated over the years, his hands were shaking.
Just a few ants, just a few ants entering, but he had to pay such a huge price, he must tear them into pieces!
The Eastern Ghost Emperor gritted his teeth, with hatred and shaking hands, took out the treasure he had hidden in the bottom of his box and blew up the most solid underground palace he had built.
"Boom boom boom..."
A small hole was blown out in the underground palace, which was enough to show how much effort he had put into building it so solidly.
The hole was only wide enough for him to crawl in by bending over and kneeling. When he flew in, he inexplicably thought of the phrase "drilling through a dog hole", which made him extremely irritable while he was drilling. The emotion almost drove him crazy.
But he never expected that this was just the beginning.
Because after he entered the underground palace, he floated along the road inside. When he arrived at his study, he was stunned for a moment.
He remembered that the end of the corridor was the study, but why was there not even a piece of paper anywhere he looked?
At that moment, the Eastern Hades' anger began to rise wildly again.
Where did they come from?
What kind of lowly, poor, weak, and shameless ant had schemed against him?
But the Eastern Ghost Emperor did not have much time to get angry at this point, because the next second he discovered that his study had been blown through.
Great, after moving the things away, we also need to blow up the study.
But what made him more devastated and angry than the explosion in the study was that his entire blood pool was destroyed!
In the blood forest, a large number of ghosts and ghost beasts that he had kept in captivity were going crazy, wreaking havoc, destroying, and killing. They were all released, they were in a mess, and they were biting each other.
In addition to the bloody pool that was destroyed beyond recognition, there were also a large number of broken limbs and arms on the ground, which looked extremely disgusting.
They were destroyed. All his years of hard work and the ghosts and monsters he had carefully cultivated were destroyed!
These things that he regarded as treasures were now all destroyed and shattered, and his heart was bleeding madly with pain.
At that moment, a dizzying and suffocating feeling rushed into the Eastern Ghost Emperor's head, causing him to throb with pain.
He forced himself to calm down. He kept taking deep breaths, and violently suppressed the violence in his heart.
He kept reminding himself that as long as the Blood River was preserved, there would still be room for things to turn around and he would have a chance to make a comeback.
So he didn't want to look at these things any longer and rushed towards the blood river as fast as he could.
The Blood River is guarded by someone. The person guarding the Blood River has already reached the level of perfect tribulation. He just needs a chance to break through. Those ants are definitely not able to break through his defense line.
Yes, he did not take any action even when the Blood Forest was destroyed like this, because he remembered his own instructions and could not leave the Blood River under any circumstances, not even if the sky fell.
Constantly comforting himself allowed the Eastern Ghost Emperor to gradually regain some rationality amid his rage and madness.
But all this rare rationality collapsed when he saw the blood river creating huge waves, the dying man who was guarding the blood river jumped into the blood river, and the corrupt aura on his body polluted the evil spirit blood river.
Is this old man crazy?!
The Eastern Ghost Emperor rushed into the blood river without a care in the world, rushed out at the fastest speed, and pulled out the old man who had just jumped in.
He threw the old man to the ground fiercely, then shattered the old man's lower body with a palm. Then, with his eyes red and his face fierce, he pinched his neck and picked him up like a broken toy.
"Have you forgotten what I told you? How dare you jump into this river of blood? You don't want to be promoted, you don't want to live?!"
The Eastern Ghost Emperor angrily cursed the old man with an extremely ugly face, and pinched his neck fiercely to prevent him from struggling. His anger and irritability reached the extreme.
"Open your eyes and look at me. The decayed aura of a dying man on you has polluted this river of blood! Are you going to ruin our plan? Are you going to destroy all my hard work?"
The old man was being pinched fiercely by the Eastern Ghost Emperor. The pain from his shattered lower body was almost covered by the suffocation on his neck and he could no longer feel it.
He looked towards the river of blood with his grey eyes, and indeed saw the black color spreading in the blood-red.
It turned out that the Ghost Emperor didn't let him jump into the blood river because his corrupt aura would pollute this endless river of blood.
It's over, the blood river was destroyed by him, he will never have a chance to break through again, he can no longer survive, it's all over!
He never imagined that in the end, this river of blood would be destroyed by his own hands. How could this happen? How could he cut off his own path to survival with his own hands!
Tears overflowed from his sunken eye sockets and he was shaking in pain. He was unwilling to believe this result and he wanted to speak more.
"Ahem...Ghost Emperor...Listen to me..."
But the Eastern Ghost Emperor held it so tightly that he could only utter these few words, but it was enough.
Because the Eastern Ghost Emperor threw him to the ground fiercely. Although this violent throw broke his already fragile bones, it also gave him a chance to speak.
"The three of them jumped into the blood river. I don't know what happened. A huge whirlpool appeared in the blood river and it started to become agitated. I was just..."
Before the old man could finish his words, the Eastern Ghost Emperor interrupted him angrily.
"You can't even stop three ants. Are you worthy of your great accomplishment in the Crossing Tribulation Stage? This blood river has never had any problems before, but you couldn't stop it the first time it happened. You are good at making trouble but not good at doing anything. What's the point of you living? You should have died a long time ago, you bastard!"
After saying that, he slapped the old man's broken body again, breaking all the parts below his chest. Blood and black air came out and splashed all over the ground. It was so evil that the Eastern Ghost Emperor didn't want to even look at it.
Wherever he looked, the blood that had just been contaminated by the air of decay had disappeared, as if it had been purified!
Before he could be surprised, he saw a huge wave rising above the blood river with the whirlpool as the center.
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Late.
I seem to have fallen into a familiar vicious cycle again.