Xu Qing adjusted his attire and stepped into Yannian Palace with steady strides.
Upon entering the hall, he respectfully performed the grand salute according to custom, meticulously. Then, he slowly rose, his expression carrying a hint of solemnity as he brought up the main business for his visit.
"Your Majesty, have you ever heard of the story 'White Snake Legend'?" Xu Qing spoke as he gently tapped his fingers toward the void.
His Heavenly Demon Technique had become increasingly unfathomable, able to display Divine Skills before the old Emperor.
This was undoubtedly also a kind of hint to the old Emperor.
In an instant, a curtain of light appeared out of thin air, within which the shadow of the collapsed ancient tower by West Lake flickered.
