"How are you here?"
Qin Jun asked via voice transmission. Li Yuanba also recognized the White Emperor, his face full of astonishment.
"I was about to ask you the same thing. Why did you come here instead of competing in the Primordial Chaos?" the White Emperor replied.
"The Primordial Chaos is already in my palm. I can dominate it whenever I wish," Qin Jun answered.
The White Emperor's mouth twitched when he heard that, and he silently cursed him for being such a freak.
Then, he steered the City of Fate toward Qin Jun and the others.
Compared to before, the City of Fate had changed considerably. Strange black mist coiled around its walls.
Qin Jun noticed that the White Emperor's cultivation had improved greatly, reaching the early stage of the Creation Taixu Venerable.
This fellow must have encountered quite a great fortune!
The White Emperor beckoned. "Why not come into the city and talk? I assume you are also heading for Burial Demon Mountain?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Jun waved his sleeve and swept everyone into the City of Fate.
The passing creatures in the distance secretly watched this scene with curiosity.
"Is that the City of Fate?"
"Shh! Be careful. The City of Fate is inauspicious. We should stay far away from it!"
"How much attention has Burial Demon Mountain drawn?"
"So there are living beings within the City of Fate."
The creatures discussed it among themselves, but none dared approach the City of Fate.
Meanwhile, under the White Emperor's lead, Qin Jun and the others entered a palace. The White Emperor casually walked to the seat of honor and sat down.
"Why have you come to the Eighth Origin Plane?"
The White Emperor asked, his interested gaze falling upon Qin Jun.
Qin Jun gave him a brief