Fairy Forest, deep within the prison.
"Fate, huh?"
"An unstoppable fate like a torrent?"
Zhu Zhengwei sat on the chair in the cell, gazing curiously at the newly ascended Shiguang Blood Concealment Emperor, who was in despair, and the previous Human Emperor hanging up.
Neither of the two could naturally see Zhu Zhengwei sitting beside them.
He discovered that as the world perfected, his hypnotic abilities here multiplied by the day, even likened to a kind of authority, a "transparency" authority.
In their eyes, he was like a stone by the roadside, a flower, a part of nature, a part of the universe, not warranting any attention from them.
"This world is starting to become quite interesting."
He sipped his tea, sitting calmly in the interrogation chair of the cell.
Beside him, a little elf, just successfully created and who had already dealt with the mosquitoes in the dormitory, flapped its wings, struggling to pour tea for him.
