Becoming Great Emperor by Playing Game

So tired, so exhausted.

Chen Lan barely opened his eyes, lying wearily on the ground. He could clearly feel the rapid deterioration of his body's functions, as if his life was slowly reaching its end.

Struggling to lift his hand, he tremblingly touched his chest, feeling the sticky and wet sensation, slowly reaching an empty hole.

"Indeed, as expected of the Celestial Court's number one divine general. The third level of the Celestial Eye divine techniques truly lives up to its name." Chen Lan forced a helpless smile. His internal organs were being constantly eroded by an unimaginably terrifying force, swiftly devouring his life force. He was indeed dying.

He listened to the cries around him, hearing Sun Wukong's roar. He had transformed into a demon form. Although unable to compete, he still fought to the death, while the screams of others filled the air. None were a match for those from the Desolate Celestial Realm.

Master, I'm afraid I'm about to disappoint you.

Chen Lan didn't want to die. He desperately wanted to fight until the end, but the world had left him too little time to grow. If he only had a few more years, he was sure he could become stronger.

Chen Lan felt incredibly tired. Exhaustion slowly lulled him into closing his eyes, embracing the arrival of death.

At this moment, Emperor Luo Tianlong and other servants in battle felt their hearts skip a beat as they knelt to the ground, their faces turning extremely pale, all looking towards the spot where Chen Lan had fallen.

"The master's life force is rapidly draining, and the soul connection is weakening!" Emperor Luo Tianlong weakly spoke.

They were Chen Lan's servants, long since united with him. If Chen Lan died, so would they. To follow one's master in death was only natural!

Just then, a red streak of light swiftly passed Emperor Luo Tianlong, rushing towards Chen Lan—it was the Phoenix.

She quickly transformed into a human form, becoming a sensual woman dressed rather scantily, flying anxiously to Chen Lan's side, crying as if petals were on her cheeks. "Master!"

Water Wind Dragon, Emperor Luo Tianlong, and others hurried to Chen Lan's side. They could all feel Chen Lan's current physical condition.

With a slicing sound,

The Phoenix suddenly used spiritual power to cut her wrist. Crimson blood instantly flowed out, and flames even ignited on her wrist. The bystanders were bewildered, not understanding what the Phoenix intended.

She swiftly placed her hand by Chen Lan's mouth, letting her blood flow into it, and said, "Use your spiritual qi to help the master decompose my blood. My blood contains extremely potent life energy. I hope it can save him."

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly remembered—the Phoenix was an ancient divine beast with tremendous life energy, capable of nirvana and rebirth, bringing hope to all. Her blood must be able to save the master!

"Trying to save Ye Lan? Such wishful thinking!" Just then, a voice suddenly echoed through the sky.

Everyone looked up in shock, only to see four Beast Generals diving down at them.

"Protect the master, I'll handle the enemy!" The Phoenix recovered her wrist, most of the blood having been fed to the master. Now, it was up to him to slowly process it.

She could clearly feel the master's life force gradually returning, albeit very slowly, seemingly combating some kind of force, likely the corrosion caused by Yang Jian's Celestial Eye divine techniques.

She was astonished because the life energy in her blood was said to be the greatest—almost no creature had stronger life energy than hers. Otherwise, she wouldn't be revered as an ancient divine beast, a bringer of hope to the people.

"I'm here too." Yu Lin said coldly, charging forth with the Phoenix into the fray with the four Beast Generals. Four Beast Subordinates were also engaging the Beast Generals.

Others stayed put to guard Chen Lan. Though they weren't of much use, there wasn't anything else they could do.

"Sigh, who knows when the master will awaken." Emperor Luo Tianlong sighed.

Everyone gazed worriedly at the unconscious Chen Lan.

...

"Where... is this, the Underworld?"

Chen Lan stared blankly at the pitch-black surroundings, mist veiling his vision, obscuring everything. There was neither a person nor a ghost, so it probably wasn't the Underworld, which governs life and death.

As he was about to take a walk to see what kind of place this was, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"You, finally came."

The voice was magnetic and gentle.

Chen Lan turned swiftly, seeing a figure standing in the darkness, hidden away, with a tall build similar to his own, seemingly wearing a black cloak.

"Who are you?"

"Me? I am you."

Hearing this, Chen Lan was even more puzzled—he is me?

He wanted to ask more but was abruptly stunned, his pupils narrowing, for the person had stepped forward, lifting the hood covering his face, revealing a face almost identical to his own!

"This..." Chen Lan was dumbfounded. This person looked almost exactly like him, only more weathered, with a very distinctive scar across his face, stretching from his left eye to his right cheek, making him look fierce and frightening.

Could it really be him?

His future self, or his past self?

"Chen Lan, or should I call you Ye Lan?" the man spoke with a faint smile.

"Call me Chen Lan. And you are?"

"Ah, you can call me by my true name, Ye Lan."

Upon hearing this, Chen Lan was stunned—Ye Lan?

Wasn't that his former name?

"Or, you can also call me... the Celestial Domain Demon Emperor."

Celestial Domain... Demon Emperor?

Chen Lan's eyes widened slightly, pondering over these four words. Who exactly was this person before him, and why did he bear the same name as his past life?

Could it also be him?

"I think you've guessed it correctly. I am you, and you are me. You are my third incarnation, and I am your first. I've always been hidden in the deepest part of your soul, ready to appear at critical moments to help you."

"Help me? How?!" Chen Lan asked eagerly. He indeed needed help right now.

"Your divine bone is gone," the man said calmly.

Hearing this, Chen Lan fell silent, then nodded, his face showing anger. "That's my regret, the only mistake I've made."

"Don't be discouraged. It's just a bone; you must understand that a divine bone is not the only one."

Chen Lan immediately looked up, shocked at the man. "A divine bone is not the only one?"

"Yes, the divine bone of the second life is just a gift I left for myself. Who would have thought it would be handed over, leading to so many incidents, even to the point of changing the surname. But it doesn't matter—a surname is just a surname; change it if you may," the man said with a faint smile, walking past Chen Lan.

Chen Lan quickly turned back, continuing to inquire, "What do you mean just now by 'not the only one'?"

"It means there's not just the one in your chest. After all, back in the day, I had all my bones refined into divine bones."

The man turned back to look at Chen Lan, speaking with a faint smile.

At these words, Chen Lan's heart suddenly trembled, his pupils contracting violently.

All bones in the body, refined into divine bones?!

One divine bone was already so extraordinary—then an entire body of divine bones, wouldn't that multiply by ten thousand times?

"What's more, divine bones have never been rare items; they are just like the moon seen by those frogs at the bottom of the well. Divine bones can regenerate."

"Relax your mind, and I'll help you reconstruct your divine bones!"