Chu Jiang looked at Nantian Zhen, who was kneeling on one knee, a thoughtful gleam flashing through his eyes.
He gestured for the man to rise and calmly asked, "Why do you call me Young Emperor?"
This title usually belonged only to immortal forces and Emperor-grade Dao Lineages.
Nantian Zhen raised his head, excitement still lingering in his eyes. He took a deep breath and tried to steady his emotions. "Young Emperor... do you know the origins of the token in your hand?"
"I don't."
Chu Jiang answered frankly, his gaze falling upon the token engraved with the character "Heaven" in his palm.
"It came from the Heaven Court." Nantian Zhen's voice carried an almost devout reverence. "Whoever holds this token is a 'Young Emperor' acknowledged by the Heaven Court. They may command the Heaven Court's old forces and mobilize its remaining troops."
"The Heaven Court?" Chu Jiang's brows furrowed slightly. He had seen scattered records of it in ancient texts, but most were vague and unclear.
Nantian Zhen slowly rose, though he still remained respectfully bowed.
"The Heaven Court was the uncrowned king of the Primordial Era. It ruled over the world and kept the Four Great Continents in balance. It governed all races and established order."
Chu Jiang's expression shifted slightly.
The Primordial Era dated back at least a million years—far more distant than the Ancient Era or the Desolate Ancient Era.
"However," a shadow passed through Nantian Zhen's eyes, "at the end of the Primordial Era, the Heaven Court fell apart, splintering into pieces. Its former glory had long since vanished."
After a moment of silence, Chu Jiang asked, "What connection does your Nan Tian Family have to the Heaven Court?"
Nantian Zhen straightened, pride appearing in his eyes.
"My Nan Tian Family descends from the lineage