Saint Jiang's micro-universe.
For safety's sake, Mu Qing entered as well.
"It was the Heavenly Emperor who saved me."
Mu Qing said in a deep voice.
"Just as I thought."
Saint Jiang was not surprised in the slightest. After sensing the Heavenly Emperor's aura on Mu Qing, he had more or less guessed it.
"There's another important piece of news..."
"The Heavenly Emperor knows you exist!"
Mu Qing looked at Saint Jiang, his expression incomparably grave.
"What?!"
Saint Jiang's body shook, his pupils contracting sharply.
"Don't joke around. How could that be possible..."
Mu Qing looked Saint Jiang straight in the eye and said seriously, "It's true. The Heavenly Emperor told me so himself!"
Saint Jiang took a deep breath. Only after a long while did he digest this news.
"What about the Mind Secret Art you cultivate? Does he also know about my micro-universe?"
Saint Jiang hurriedly pressed.
Mu Qing frowned and pondered for a moment.
"He probably doesn't. One thing I can be certain of is that the Heavenly Emperor knows you exist, and he also knows that the seventh-generation Starry Sky Supreme possessed Saint Jiang."
"But the Heavenly Emperor doesn't know your exact location, nor does he know what you're doing."
"That's good!"
Saint Jiang let out a breath, as though a heavy burden had been lifted.
"The Heavenly Emperor's methods truly are extraordinary, but he isn't an omniscient, omnipotent being either!"
Wariness showed in Saint Jiang's eyes.
"He's a very arrogant man. Of course, his strength truly does give him the right to be arrogant."
"Although the Heavenly Emperor knows much, there are also things he doesn't know—for instance, my micro-universe and your Mind Secret Art."
At that moment, Saint Jiang turned his gaze toward the other side.
A Demon Blade floated there.
"And the Devil