Deep within Changle Imperial Palace, Gao Lan stood above the steps, his broad sleeves hanging behind him. He showed not the slightest joy at finally uniting the human realm and Heaven; instead, his majesty radiated naturally.
Meng Qi entered the hall with a broad grin and cupped his hands as he always did. "Congratulations, Imperial Brother! The human realm now rules Heaven—a timeless achievement, accomplished in a single stroke. The realm of Creation is not far off."
"Accomplished in a single stroke?" Gao Lan's expression shifted slightly. His lips were thin and sharply defined as he said with a sigh, "When I look back, a hundred years have already passed..."
A hundred years had flowed by. How could the path of the Human Emperor have been easy?
Before Meng Qi could speak, Gao Lan continued, "You didn't return to Jade Void Palace, but came straight to Changle City. You must be seeking something from me. Are you here to resurrect Chong He?"
Meng Qi smiled freely. "No one knows me better than you, Imperial Brother."
He was used to being lazy around Gao Lan and didn't want to waste words explaining himself. He bowed solemnly at once. "I ask you to grant my request, Imperial Brother."
Gao Lan's voice was calm. "I once said Chong He was a withered bone in his grave, with little time left. I spoke from the heart. But I never expected him to be a person of the Six Paths Samsara, the leader of Immortal Trace, secretly mastering One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones and the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation. That was beyond my expectations. Yet just as I began to take him seriously, he gave his life for righteousness and went to meet his fate with fearless generosity. Once again, he surprised me..."