Qin Yan felt his mind buzz as though he had been struck by a bolt of heavenly lightning, leaving him stunned for a moment.
Great Emperor—this old man before him was actually a Great Emperor?
He finally understood why none of his secrets could remain hidden before the other party.
A supreme existence at the Great Emperor level stood at the very pinnacle of All Heavens, looking down upon the countless beings of the Ten Thousand Races.
Before such a being, let alone a mere Peak Grandmaster like him, even True Kings and True Emperors were merely slightly larger ants.
"Disciple Qin Yan pays respects to Great Emperor Cangxuan and the Holy Lord!"
Qin Yan finally came fully to his senses. Suppressing the raging waves churning within his heart, he respectfully bowed once more.
Within the Mystic Sanctuary, the Holy Lord wore golden robes. This was common knowledge to all disciples.
And who else could be a Great Emperor capable of standing before the Holy Lord and being addressed by him as "Teacher," other than the Mystic Sanctuary's legendary pillar, Great Emperor Cangxuan?
Yet he had never imagined that the Great Emperor and Holy Lord of the Holy Land would both appear before him this time.
Could it be that his performance lately had been too monstrous, enough to alarm figures of such stature?
But no matter how monstrous he was, he was still only a Seventh-Rank Grandmaster. Surely that should not have been enough to warrant a Great Emperor personally arriving?
Qin Yan's heart pounded like a drum. For the first time in his life, he felt such intense unease.
Yet he was not completely without hope.
The Holy Son Token of the Chaos Origin Sect was still hidden within his body.
If this Great Emperor truly harbored ill