"Your Majesty, he's here!"
In a garden in a corner of the Imperial Palace.
Emperor shenwu, who was dressed in a Black Dragon robe, was still sitting by the pool and fishing.
A purple-robed man led a person into the garden.
"Greetings, God Emperor!"
"Master!" Tang Hao bowed.
In this divine Kingdom, there weren't any cumbersome formalities, just a simple bow was enough.
Then, he stood up and carefully observed the figure sitting by the pool.
He was burly, tall, and just by sitting there without moving, he gave off an extremely heavy sense of oppression.
He couldn't see clearly, and he didn't know if it was a six-star or seven-star ...
He said to himself.
Some people said that Emperor shenwu was a six-star martial artist, while others said that he was a seven-star martial artist. However, no one was sure.
At this moment, he could not see clearly.
