"Wait a moment." A voice, filled with divine power, rang out, and the Emperor immediately turned around and prostrated himself on the ground. Indeed, under such oppressive power, he could not possibly kneel; he could only prostrate.
"Yes, Great God!" the Emperor said loudly.
"I can sense the presence of a false god among them! You must be careful in your speech this time, and show no flaws!"
"A false god? What is that?" It was the first time the Emperor had heard this term.
"Originally mere mortals who steal divine power and then presume to be gods themselves! That is a false god, the most evil and despicable of beings!"
"Yes, Great God, I understand! I will handle it carefully!" the Emperor quickly responded.
"Good to know! Go then!"
The oppressive power gradually receded, and Hong En Emperor could not lift his head from beginning to end. He did not even know what the god actually looked like; he only knew that if he dared to look at the god, he would surely die.
