The Peerless Emperor (TPE)

"Better not make me wait too long, alien," Lin Qian remarked with a wave of his hand, then turned and walked away.

As Lin Qian turned his back, the barrier surrounding the warship suddenly expanded rapidly, extending outward at incredible speed. The high-purity formation barrier surged forward, and before the Blood Nurtured Corpse could even react, it was forcefully repelled and sent flying out of sight.

Meanwhile, in the dark hall to the north of the Origin State, Lu Shangda, who had gained possession of the ancestral body of the royal family, slowly opened his eyes, his expression dark and gloomy.

Lin Qian's cloudships—he had never imagined they would be so extraordinary. Not only were they massive and crafted with exquisite precision, but the formations used on them were also incredibly advanced.

What astonished him even more was the power of the soul energy that had erupted from the dark openings on the ships. While the destruction of the zombies was a mere drop in the ocean compared to his vast undead army, it still left a deep impression on him due to its considerable power.

"I didn't expect that there would be six of these cloudships within this small world. Just who is that human boy, Lin Qian?" Lu Shangda wondered, unable to hide his greed, though he also felt a sense of caution.

He speculated that Lin Qian might have significant backing. However, he quickly dismissed the thought, clenching his teeth with a vicious expression. "So what if he does? I have already obtained the body of my royal ancestor, along with all the inheritances. In this small world, if I kill him, who would know? Such a valuable thing will be mine as well."

"Declare war? I want to see what this wet-behind-the-ears brat can do to stop my thirty million-strong undead army!"

Lu Shangda wasn't overly concerned about the soul energy that had emerged from the cloudship's openings. Since Lin Qian had only used a formation to repel him instead of using that soul energy to destroy his Blood Nurtured Corpse, it was clear that such attacks couldn't be used recklessly—they must have limitations, making them less of a threat.

"Besides, by raising the cultivation and strength of those humans, Lin Qian has only helped me. If I refine them into blood essence and absorb it, combined with the power left by my ancestor, I will definitely be able to break free from this cursed place. When that time comes, my Blackblood race will rise again, and I will be hailed as a hero of my people!"

Smiling triumphantly at the thought, Lu Shangda reveled in his vision of the glorious future that awaited him.

Back on the cloudship, Zhao Wei and the others hurried to catch up with Lin Qian after the Blood Nurtured Corpse was repelled. "Your Majesty, what should we do now?"

"Indeed, facing an undead army of thirty million... If it comes to battle, we have almost no chance of victory," Shi Yun said anxiously. "We don't matter, but Your Majesty shouldn't die here."

In the half-year since they had learned much about the world outside, they had come to understand just how extraordinary Lin Qian's talent was. To see such a brilliant and peerless figure trapped in this small world, forced to fight thirty million undead... what a pity!

"That's right! Your Majesty once said that if we didn't want to stay, we could leave Origin State. We agreed to stay, but you also said that if we wished, we could leave this small world and see the outside," Li Yi suddenly recalled, speaking urgently.

Li Yi's words immediately reminded the others, who quickly realized the implication.

Since Lin Qian could take them out of this small world, wouldn't that mean they could escape and survive?

Moreover, since humanity in the outside world was so powerful, surely they would have a way to deal with the Blackblood race and its undead army.

Lin Qian stopped and turned around, looking at the sincere expressions on their faces. He smiled and said, "I appreciate your concern, but you won't need to fight in the upcoming battle."

"We won't need to fight?" The group looked at each other in confusion, then stared at Lin Qian in astonishment.

Some of them suddenly had a huge guess forming in their minds.

Could it be that Lin Qian intended to face the thirty million-strong undead army all by himself? As the thought crossed their minds, they hurried to dissuade Lin Qian, urging him not to take such a foolish risk.

"Foolish?" Seeing their concern, Lin Qian felt warmth in his heart and reassured them, "You defeated the Dwarf and Giant Goblins to dispel the shadow over your hearts—it was something you had to do with your own hands."

"As for the thirty million undead, they are beyond your current abilities, and they are here because of me."

"You call me Your Majesty, and you've decided to make the Origin State your permanent homeland, which means you are citizens of the Huaxia Empire. When faced with such a crisis, it is the emperor's duty to protect his people."

Lin Qian then turned and continued walking away. "For the next battle, just sit back and watch what it means to be a citizen of this empire."

A short time later, Lin Qian entered the command center inside the ship. The number of scribes had doubled, and they were busily moving about, collecting information and analyzing data.

"Your Majesty, the scouts have completed their mission. The total number of undead has been estimated: 34,219,852."

"The full tactical map of Origin State has been drawn. Please review it, Your Majesty."

"The low-grade elite troops have completed their modifications, and the Yuan Weapons and Soul Tools have been upgraded."

After hearing the reports, Lin Qian nodded in satisfaction. "Prepare for battle."

"Yes, sir!"

The scribes returned to their tasks, and Lin Qian stood in place, focusing on the new rectangular tactical display that showed the battlefield map.

Crimson lights representing the enemy forces were gathering to the north, densely packed together.

Lin Qian's hands trembled slightly with excitement. "It's been so long since I've fought a real battle. I hope that alien-controlled undead army won't disappoint me."

Meanwhile, on the cloudship, the high-ranking officials that Lin Qian had appointed to oversee Origin State, including Liu Wei and the others, gathered in the council hall, all looking deeply worried. They couldn't shake the feeling that Lin Qian's earlier words had been meant to reassure them.

Now, their primary concern was how to ensure Lin Qian's safety and help him escape.

In the northern part of the Origin State, agonized screams echoed through the air. The remaining Dwarf and Giant Goblins watched in horror as their flesh was torn apart and devoured by the zombies, unable to put up any meaningful resistance.

"What a lowly species. Their flesh and blood are not only disgusting but also ineffective, barely allowing me to regain control over the undead," in the dark hall, a pair of red eyes gleamed.

"Your only use is to serve as food for my undead army, to strengthen them. After all, the undead require far less."

Ignoring the screams outside, Lu Shangda focused on sensing the growing power of his undead army, a pleased smile spreading across his face.

"Lin Qian, I'll see how you plan to stop my army."