Meng Qi said nothing, and the room fell silent.
Yuan Jue had never felt days drag by as they did today. His mind was oppressed to its limit, unable even to turn a thought.
Every second seemed as long as tens of millions of years.
Only after a long while did a series of footsteps break the silence in the room.
"Hm?"
Meng Qi's heart stirred. As those footsteps sounded, the fortune of this world shifted and gathered toward them.
It was as though the owner of those footsteps was the master of this world.
"My lord!"
The sound of someone kneeling came from outside the private room, followed by a deep male voice.
"Come in."
Gu Shaoshang replied indifferently. A man then entered the room.
He was over nine feet tall, clad in golden armor with a divine blade at his waist. His resolute face bore an excitement he could not suppress.
"You have finally returned."
Gu Shaoshang nodded slightly and said softly, "Take this man away."
He was referring to Yuan Jue. It seemed he had no intention of killing him.
"Thank you, Martial Ancestor, for sparing my life..."
Before the general could speak, Yuan Jue spoke first, letting out a tremendous sigh of relief.
"Yes."
The general bowed in acknowledgment. With a wave of his hand, two armored soldiers entered from outside the room and took Yuan Jue away.
"After all these years, you've been tempered as well."
With a trace of emotion, Gu Shaoshang had the newcomer and Meng Qi sit down.
This general was none other than Wang Tong, the young Immortal Qin officer who had once followed and served Gu Shaoshang.
The former young officer had now reached the peak of the Godfiend realm, only one step away from Great Luo.
Though he could