"Years Master?"
A cold-faced young man stepped out of the spatial tunnel.
The aura of a Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereign radiated unmistakably from him.
He looked Lu Yuan up and down.
Then muttered to himself, confirming his identity.
Afterward, he tilted his head slightly toward the Heavenly Palace. Completely at odds with his stern demeanor, he spoke in an exceptionally lively tone. "Come with me. His Majesty wishes to see you. Oh, right, let me introduce myself. I'm the Five Hall Master of the Heavenly Palace. Judging by the look of things, Years Master is merely a title as well. Since you gave your title but not your name, you probably don't want everyone to know who you are. An equal exchange—I won't tell you my name either. That's reasonable, right?"
"Perfectly reasonable. No problem."
Lu Yuan nodded.
Honestly.
This was also his first time seeing the living Five Hall Master.
Although most of the Heavenly Palace's upper echelons were no secret to him, after all, it was indeed true that the Heavenly Palace had been destroyed by the Nine Corpse Heavenly Devil Emperor. However, the Heavenly Emperor had still managed to turn the tables from a desperate position, relying on that strand of Red Dust Threads—though Lu Yuan did not know whether it had been left behind by him—and killed the Nine Corpse Heavenly Devil Emperor. The only shortcoming was that the Heavenly Emperor, who had won by sheer luck, was himself in a soul state, and his strength had declined drastically. He had no ability whatsoever to fashion a body. The Heavenly Palace, having gone through a great battle, had already been wiped clean of survivors, nor did it possess resources capable of helping him create a body. He had endured the erosion of several hundred thousand years