Within the Heavenly Emperor Stone Palace, everyone except Qin Jun's disciples addressed Qin Jun as Your Majesty. Ji Haoye had once been Qin Jun's subordinate before becoming his disciple. At first, he had tried calling him Master, but before long, he could not help calling him Your Majesty again.
In his heart, addressing Qin Jun as Your Majesty was more respectful.
Looking at the figure on the Supreme Nine Dragon Throne, Ji Haoye could barely contain his excitement.
The Supreme Nine Dragon Throne slowly turned around, and Qin Jun turned with it. That face, identical to the one in his memories, entered Ji Haoye's sight, making him even more excited. His blood boiled throughout his body.
"Disciple, it has been a long time."
Qin Jun said with a soft smile. Yet those words filled both him and Ji Haoye with endless emotion.
The "long time" he spoke of was an amount of time that even Sacred Ancestor Chu Dao and the White Emperor could not comprehend.
Ji Haoye knelt on the ground, weeping tears of joy. "No matter how many eras pass, this disciple is willing to wait forever for Your Majesty's return!"
"Could he really be... Impossible..."
Sacred Ancestor Chu Dao trembled all over, as if frozen in place, not daring to make any rash move.
The Heavenly Emperor—was that not merely an elusive legend?
Did he truly exist?
The White Emperor and Gongxi Duiya were also dazed. They had heard the Heavenly Emperor's legends as well, but they had never imagined they were real.
Especially the White Emperor. His own disciple was actually the Teacher of All Beings—how could he remain calm?
He could not understand it at all. As for the Wheel of Destiny, it simply could not carry someone across hundreds of billions of years, because