"Father, what are you doing here? How can you be here?" asked Bai Han in astonishment.
"I have left a small piece of my Will on your soul in case of an accident," replied Emperor Kong calmly.
"I do not need your help."
"Obviously, you do." Then, Emperor Kong ignored his son and looked in the surroundings. "Hah, the Myriad Emperor World, my home, it's been quite some time since I left. Let's see what's going."
In an instant, he scanned all five continents.
'Let's see. This generation is a Glorious Age with many talents. There are three Outlaws, two Eternal Talents, and Empress Wu's clone? Reincarnation? Technically speaking that should be impossible, but if it's the Empress, then I will not be surprised.
'Now, let's check on my descendants. Well, they've lost the Spirit of the Epoch, and the Qi Luck is at an all-time low. Oh, these unfilial descendants. Now, let's see who is responsible for all of this."
