"Are you the Emperor?" With a sudden movement, Wu Li stood up, his eyes almost bulging out of their sockets.
Though he had seen much in his lifetime, he still took a moment to compose himself.
Jian Wushuang, seeing the astonishment on the other's face, felt somewhat perplexed.
In the Moro Spacetime, figures like Emperor Jueyun could appear.
In such a vast ancient temporal river, it wouldn't be surprising to encounter several extraordinary Emperors!
"Dao Friend Wushuang, don't try to deceive this old man. If you are truly an Emperor, how could you master spatial manipulation so proficiently?" Wu Li asked with skepticism.
With a mere gesture, Jian Wushuang pointed out a black hole.
Then, the black hole disintegrated, transforming into a secret realm.
His current realm was very close to the Mahayana of the universe.
A perfect universe, with myriad black holes.
