Meng Chuan looked toward the passage. At its far end stood a man of peerless bearing and handsome features. Galaxies were born and died in his eyes, while the sound of scripture rose around him, as though the Great Dao itself were praising him. An air of command over the Myriad Heavens and Worlds radiated from him. Standing there, he seemed to hold up the Eternal Ages.
Meng Chuan jolted as he looked at Emperor Zun. Good grief, was this man really showing off that hard? He scratched the back of his head.
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Meng Chuan stepped through the Space-Time Passage. No visions surrounded him; he looked perfectly ordinary. Only his handsome face outshone Emperor Zun.
Wait, why did Meng Chuan's face look so familiarly handsome? Why did it look so much like those of our esteemed readers, Ni?
Creak!
As Meng Chuan entered the Strange Lesser World, it groaned under the strain. This world simply could not contain his presence!
Compared with Meng Chuan, the Strange Lesser World was far too small!
Emperor Zun's expression changed. This was the lair he had spent millions of years building! Yet the moment this Heavenly Emperor of a later age entered, it could no longer bear the strain!
The visions around Emperor Zun faded. He looked at Meng Chuan and sensed the Lesser World on the verge of bursting, but his expression remained calm.
Meng Chuan smiled. Now that you've stopped showing off, we can talk, Ma!
Meng Chuan drew in his presence and appeared directly before Emperor Zun, studying the man.
"Emperor Zun."
Meng Chuan spoke the man's name calmly. It was a name that had illuminated ancient history!
Time flowed on. How many emperors and sovereigns had been buried