Indeed, the blue-robed figure who had fallen from the void was none other than the Azure Emperor, Li Zhōujūn.
He had been lying in a chair just moments ago when the system suddenly forcefully teleported him to the Eastern Continent, making him land hard on his backside.
Naturally, what he had just said had been directed at the system.
Suddenly.
Li Zhōujūn seemed to sense that something was amiss with the atmosphere.
A headless corpse clad in ornate silver armor lay not far from him.
There was also a round head with no body, its eyes wide open as it stared at him, refusing to rest in death—as though the two of them were locked in a wide-eyed glare.
Aside from that.
A group of assassins dressed in black robes and wearing black veils that concealed their faces were confronting a group of armored soldiers and a masked woman standing atop a luxurious carriage. The assassins were led by a burly, middle-aged man in a black robe whose face looked somewhat aged. The atmosphere was incredibly tense, with swords drawn and bows bent.
"Ahem, did I happen to interrupt you? Please, carry on. I'll be leaving first." Li Zhōujūn laughed.
Brother System had no sense of honor.
Teleporting him straight to the Eastern Continent was one thing, but to drop him into such a bloody scene the moment he arrived? What a nasty trick.
"Heh heh. You saw this king's face, and you still want to leave? Do you think that's possible?" King Kui looked at the blue-robed young man who had suddenly fallen from the void and landed hard on the ground, then chuckled.
This was no joke. If word of this got out and the common people found out, his reputation would be ruined.
After all, he had