After entering the Great Hall, Ye Tian broke into a run on his little legs and called out in a clear, childish voice.
Only... he failed to rein himself in at first and blurted out "Dad!"
That reminded him of a line he had often heard in his previous life: "One more thing, one more thing!"
"Father, your son has come to pay his respects."
Finding the gilded Great Hall, radiant with divine light, completely empty, Ye Tian called out tentatively.
As far as he knew, his God Emperor Father and Saint Lord mother were usually extremely busy. But when it came to important Lineage duties, they generally left imprints in the Great Hall to handle matters great and small. Each imprint was essentially a true projection of its owner, connected to their actual body.
Sure enough, after Ye Tian called out tentatively twice...
Seemingly recognizing their son's voice, two imprints manifested simultaneously upon the high seats in the Great Hall. Spiritual power coalesced and laws surged around them, revealing extraordinary strength—and these were merely imprints.
One wore white robes, peerlessly dashing and elegant, like an immortal walking the mortal world. He stood aloof from worldly affairs, looking proudly down upon the eight wildernesses. With each casual flicker of his piercing eyes, vast thunder stirred, as though it would destroy ten thousand realms.
At the same time, wisps of primordial chaos swirled around him, making him appear even more divine.
Faint sounds of worship rose, seemingly the homage of all living beings.
This was none other than his God Emperor Father.
Beside him, another imprint appeared, wearing a phoenix-patterned gown. Her bearing was dignified, her face peerlessly beautiful, her skin snowy white, and her graceful legs long and slender, like those of a young maiden.
Yet a faint domineering air