"The Southern Domain Holy Dynasty?"
The man in purple murmured lowly, his tone laced with mockery.
The next second, he suddenly transformed into a gust of wind, streaking towards the sky, moving so quickly that he couldn't be captured by the naked eye.
At the same time.
Atop the Sacred Emperor's Peak, inside the palace, the Sacred Emperor who was dealing with official petitions suddenly stood up. With a flicker, he appeared outside the great hall, startling the Gift-from-Heaven Left General and Gift-from-Heaven Right General into hastening out after him.
"Your Majesty, what happened?" asked the Gift-from-Heaven Left General cautiously.
The Sacred Emperor, gazing at the edge of the sky, muttered, "They've come! I didn't expect the God Temple to send him again!"
Him again?
The Gift-from-Heaven Left General and Gift-from-Heaven Right General exchanged glances, both of them shaking to their core before fear surfaced in their eyes.
