Even at a time like this, the charred Sun Emperor was still chattering on without end.
What he said sounded rather warm, and he spoke with exceptional sincerity.
"Who are you trying to fool? More than half of your ten biological sons died, and you didn't even furrow your brow. Now that death is at your doorstep, you're probably afraid, so you're playing the family card here, aren't you?"
"I don't want any entanglement with you. Today, you must give my father back to me!"
Within the storm of vengeful souls, Li Qingyu was not far from him.
Because the father she had thought of day and night was right behind the Yanhuang Coffin.
Looking at that red-haired man, Li Qingyu's tears would not stop falling.
There were two coffin bearers. The Sun Emperor walked in front, with everyone's eyes fixed upon him. He had received all the glory, while the person behind him kept his head lowered, lost among the crowd, yet contributed the same strength.
"Ah, you still don't understand... I truly do not like those ten sons of mine. That is true. But another me regarded you as more important than life itself. That is also true. Both reside within me."
The Sun Emperor looked at those vengeful souls roaring in suppressed rage and spoke with a bitter smile.
"So you used ancient god blood to torment me?"
Li Qingyu said coldly.
"Look at yourself now. Does reality prove that it truly was torment? That was the most important thing I possessed. There were seventeen drops in total. I used it myself, and gave it to the two people this emperor cherished most. Who says I have no feelings? Hahaha... ridiculous! Ridiculous. I simply... did not want to love too many people."
He threw back his head