"By the way, Ye Fan, you're back. Why haven't we seen that dog? There are some things we want to ask it."
At that moment, Fairy Zixia spoke curiously.
"The Black Emperor went missing. He got himself lost."
Ye Fan was helpless as well. After returning to the Big Dipper Burial Emperor Star, the first one he had wanted to see was the Black Emperor. Then he learned from the Saint Slayer that the Black Emperor was gone and had been missing for a hundred years.
"Actually, sister-in-law, I have another question I want to ask. Since we're here today, I'll ask it now. What exactly is the relationship between the Emperor Wushi and the Yaochi Sacred Land?"
Ye Fan was preparing to enter Purple Mountain for a period of secluded cultivation and particularly wanted to learn some secrets.
The Black Emperor had been willing to tell him, and Jiang Ming had said that he would know when the time came. Those two riddlers—although Ye Fan already knew and had guessed the answer, he still wanted confirmation.
"It isn't much of a secret. I'll tell you. The Emperor Wushi was the Western Empress's biological son."
The Yaochi Sacred Maiden smiled sweetly.
So that was how it was!
Ye Fan could not help but admire the Emperor Wushi immensely. How peerless did one have to be to break the shackles that prevented the descendants of Great Emperors from becoming Great Emperors? Their natural talents were suppressed by the imperial Dao imprints of their parents.
In other words, before becoming a Great Emperor, the Emperor Wushi's combat strength might already have surpassed his mother's imperial Dao laws.
What an astonishingly gifted man he had been. Only the Ruthless Empress could compare with him.
That was why Ye Fan now felt that the