"No one in this world could possibly understand the Desolate Heaven Emperor better than I do." The handsome young man sitting cross-legged atop the Bronze Coffin thumped his chest in assurance.
Indeed, throughout the cosmos and all the heavens, no one could possibly understand the being known as the Desolate Heaven Emperor better than he did.
"That's wonderful!"
The Weirdness Quasi-Immortal Emperor was overjoyed and asked, "Since you understand Huang so well, Dao brother, do you know where he is?"
"I do. Of course I do!" The handsome young man wore an enigmatic smile. Encountering such a being was rare, and he found himself in an unusually playful mood.
"Without exaggeration, as long as I wish, I can find that mighty, extraordinary, outstanding... handsome Desolate Heaven Emperor, wherever he may be!" the handsome young man declared solemnly.
"Oh, you have such an ability!"
His words filled that Quasi-Immortal Emperor with joy. Little did he know that his true brothers behind him all felt their legs going numb. Looking at that enigmatically smiling figure, they lamented inwardly, seeing no light in their future. "We're done. Completely done for!"
"Wake up already!"
They desperately wanted to step forward and give him another of his favorite great slaps across the face, to wake him up properly and make him look at just who stood before him.
Damn you, don't just strike up a conversation with anyone you meet!
Those Quasi-Immortal Emperor Dharma eyes aren't decorations. Use them!
Unfortunately, as long as this handsome young man did not want him to recognize him, he would never discover who stood before him, even in an entire lifetime.
As the other twenty-six emperors watched their leader call the man before him his brother, every one of them gave up.
"Take your time chatting, sir. We'll be