Ever since who knew when, Jiang Che had not seen River God again. He seemed to have already left this Primeval World.
He had probably sensed that his Status/Rank was rising wildly and was preparing to run away, right?
"What a coward!"
Jiang Che sneered, then stepped alone into the River of Time.
All the Supreme Immortal Emperors and Immortal Emperors of the ancient Primeval World mysteriously vanished overnight!
Of course, these Supreme Immortal Emperors had actually all entered Jiang Che's inner world, where they were responsible for working for him and earning points.
"Everyone, I imagine you're all very puzzled as to why I slapped you across the face, right?"
Jiang Che looked at the thousand-plus Immortal Emperors before him, the corners of his thin lips curling slightly.
The many Immortal Emperors present immediately began whispering among themselves.
Of course they were puzzled!!!
Several Immortal Emperors exchanged glances. They did not believe Jiang Che's face-slapping was merely a perverse hobby. Damn it, whose perverse hobby could last more than a million years?
There was only one possibility: Young Master Jiang must have had some kind of mission. These Immortal Emperors had once gathered to discuss Jiang Che and ultimately reached a unanimous conclusion... Immortal Jiang probably possessed a golden finger, the kind that let him grow stronger by slapping people across the face!
However, they had still underestimated Jiang Che. It truly was nothing more than a perverse hobby.
For the male Immortal Emperors, it was his personal Immortal Puppet who slapped them every day. As for the Empresses of the Primeval World... Jiang Che personally handled them. What gave Jiang Che a headache was that these Female Immortal Emperors did not want to be slapped across the face at all—they wanted their asses slapped instead?
Fortunately, Jiang Che