Chapter 280: Li Qianyuan, Western Regions.
The Demon Court.
Exotic flowers and rare grasses bloomed through all four seasons without fading.
Ancient cypresses and green pines had remained evergreen for ten thousand years, generation after generation.
The Demon Emperor reclined beneath an ancient tree.
Suddenly,
his brows twitched.
A figure had appeared in the distance, though no one knew when.
When he recognized the newcomer, a smile appeared on his pale face. "What a rare guest. What brings the dignified Late Emperor of Great Tang, the Human Race's supreme ruler, to take an interest in visiting my Demon Court today?"
"If word of this got out..."
The Demon Emperor clicked his tongue twice.
"How would the people of the world look upon your Li Clan's imperial house?"
The newcomer wore a dark green robe. His temples were frosted white, and his features were resolute.
Only his eyes were unfathomably deep.
With his hands behind his back, he showed no anger at the Demon Emperor's mockery.
He shook his head calmly. "An emperor... is nothing but a title. I have already cast off that heavy burden and severed my worldly ties. What do the rise and fall, glory and shame of Great Tang have to do with me?"
The Demon Emperor clapped his hands and laughed.
"Brother Qianyuan, you certainly take things in stride. But tell me... why has Brother Qianyuan crossed thousands of miles of wind and sand in this battered body to come here?"
Li Qianyuan fell silent for a moment.
He did not answer directly.
Instead, he raised his hand. A mass of black mist swirled faintly in his palm.
Within it, the faint sound of an infant crying could be heard.
"I want to ask you something."
The Demon Emperor's gaze fell upon the black mist, and