C132 (1/2)

In the imperial palace of the Great South Empire.

The time when the Emperor held the throne was the time when he was troubled.

Even though he was the emperor of the Great Southern Dynasty, he only had a cultivation base, which made him the laughingstock of the entire world.

Violet Meteorite left for the far northern lands in hopes of breaking through to the second level of heavenly tribulation.

But he couldn't. He was the emperor of the Great South Dynasty. He was the luck of the Great South Dynasty, the foundation of it.

”Apothecary Jia Lou, have you invited the apothecary you spoke of?” Although the Emperor was vexed, he could only treat Imperial Advisor Jia Lou with respect.

”Don't worry, Your Majesty. Although that alchemist has a strange temper, since this humble subject has invited you, he will naturally give me some face.”

The Emperor forced a smile, ”When it comes to Imperial Advisors, I am very at ease and do not hide the fact that I have the cultivation base of the Northern Emperor, but I am only at the peak of my cultivation. The difference between the two is too great, even though my father told me about the position of Emperor, but in the end, he still exists, and the morale of the army is not unstable, but my father has ascended, if it is a huge mountain, how can I safely sit there, the army is in turmoil, if I am not even at the Divine level, how can I stabilize the morale of the army?”

Carlou smiled but said nothing.

Suddenly, the monk's eyes opened wide as he looked at the emperor beside him with a trembling body.

The emperor was still unsure. He was only surprised. ”What happened to the Imperial Advisor?”

At this moment, the Emperor turned his head and saw a young man in white clothes with dark green pupils. He was standing beside a young woman wearing dark green clothes with a smile on her face.

And yet he didn't feel it at all.

”Who are you!” Shocked, the Emperor quickly stood up, avoiding the ten steps as he retreated to the side of the Imperial Advisor.

The person who had come was naturally Xiang Han without a doubt.

Xiang Han looked at the monk, ignoring the emperor, ”Master Jia Lou, you and I have not seen each other for over a thousand years. I never thought that you would reach such a high level. The buddhist powers are truly profound.”

Jia Lou monk broke out in a cold sweat. ”General, General, General Xiang!”

Xiang Han's smile did not change, ”Master Jia Lou still remembers me!”

Hearing this, the Jia Lou quickly kneeled down. He no longer had the status of an Imperial Scholar, but rather the bearing of a transcendent power during the tribulation period.

One had to know that Xiang Han was a terrifying existence that had already transcended tribulation a thousand years ago.

”General Xiang, spare my life!”

Xiang Han was stunned for a moment before looking at the Water Immortal beside him. He then asked faintly, ”Why does Master Jia Lou say such words? You and I do not seem to have any grudges between us. It seems like we have some friendship.”

Hearing that, the pavilion owner heaved a sigh of relief. He had been borrowing the general's Qi to cultivate for a thousand years, yet he had never thought of saving him. Now, it seemed that he did not blame me.

”That, that's right, we should have some friendship, that's right!” Monk Jia Lou forced a smile.

Xiang Han really didn't mind it at all. They had an interaction when they were only Aurous Core stage. Moreover, this Heavenly Ice Constellation had nothing to do with him, so he naturally didn't need to worry about it.

”Master Jia Lou is also a cultivator in the tribulation stage now. I wonder what happened a thousand years ago?” Why has the Qin Nation been destroyed, and why have all of the great powers disappeared without a trace, and even the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth become so sparse? ” Xiang Han asked.

Jia Lou wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said: ”At that time, Jia Lou was just a Nascent Soul cultivator and did not know much.” Jia Lou wiped the cold sweat off his head and said: ”At that time, Jia Lou was just a Nascent Soul cultivator and did not know much.

Xiang Han nodded, turning to look at the nervous emperor who had a stern expression on his face.

”Are you the Emperor of the Southern Dynasty?” Xiang Han's expression was strange.

Water Immortal couldn't help but give the emperor a glance. She snuggled beside Xiang Han and smiled at him, ”Interesting, a peak stage cultivator can make such a great country. This land is ten times more vast than the Qin Nation.”

Xiang Han laughed as well, not caring about the emperor's expression as he said, ”Emperor of the south, I have been frozen for a thousand years. Some of the items have been left in your possession. Now that you have returned, please return them.”

How could the Emperor dare to say no? The Imperial Advisors of the Southern Dynasty were all frightened into kowtowing. Upon hearing these words, they hurriedly took out several recognition magic treasures from the Heavenly Passage's magic treasures.

All of these magic treasures were obtained in the Abyss of the forbidden area. They were not removed from their owners, and so the Emperor placed them in a corner of the cave and then ignored them.

Xiang Han extended his hand out and retrieved an important item.

One of them was that jade pendant. In truth, it was a spatial transformation of the Phoenix River, and there were a thousand loyal soldiers within it. Looking at the time, 100,000 years had passed.

This was also the most important thing to Xiang Han, and where the heavenly tribulation had come from, other than the space of the Phoenix River, he had not been destroyed. When the heavenly tribulation had arrived, other than the space of the Phoenix River, he had not been destroyed.

But now, Xiang Han really didn't care about these things.

Xiang Han was no longer interested, but that did not mean that the emperor was not concerned. Which of these items had not been spread out to shock the cultivation world with its magical treasures and artifacts?! In such a large mortal world, the treasures were pitifully few in number. Even the Emperor of the Great Southern Dynasty, who sat in the middle of the world, could be counted on one hand, and more than half of the treasures were owned by Xiang Han. Now that they were all gone, the Emperor's face immediately turned bitter.