World of Destiny

The World of Destiny.

Night Emperor had no idea that Xin Xichen and those other schemers next door were preparing to team up and take another shot at the Bronze Emperor.

He knew even less that another scheming painter was preparing to hide away and secretly paint him again!

That painter was truly a strange one. He loved nothing more than painting battle scenes, showing up to check in at every major turning point in history. Now, he had set his sights on this epoch-making battle of his.

He even liked playing tricks, making him "travel" back through time and, in Night Emperor's body, fight a round against Xin Xichen and the others!

At present, Night Emperor was run off his feet. Only after comforting his wife, Ye Tian'ai, did he sit upon the throne and look at the assembled officials.

"Everyone, what are your thoughts? He actually gave us ample time to prepare—a peak battle three years from now! Yet although his challenge appeared grand and righteous, he resorted to such despicable means, taking my son hostage."

The assembled ministers exchanged glances, unable to figure out what Emperor Zangwu was planning either.

He was even willing to wait three years and give them time to prepare?

Seeing that no one dared speak, Night Emperor grew even angrier. His gaze sharpened, as though it might pierce the air with razor-edged divine light.

"Did you not say that he would need at least five thousand years before breaking through and emerging? It has only been three thousand years, and he has already emerged and seized my son."

That was what made him angry too: he had been led astray!

After all.

Could he really keep his son from going out to gain experience?

When the great war came in the future,