His throne was preserved, yet in a way beyond comprehension...
The times had changed.
There were too many things he couldn't see through.
He merely knew that on Blue Star, there was no "Emperor" profession.
In some countries on Earth, there was the profession of an Emperor, but their power was heavily limited.
Moreover, the Deity "West King" that supported the Great Qian Dynasty was no more.
Thus, his mindset had subtly undergone a significant shift.
Oh, the times, for the first time, the Emperor felt the mighty tide of the era!
"Mr. Qin, do you know where the 'West King' has gone?"
The old man shook his head. "I don't know; it's hard to speculate about the thinking of a Demon God... Perhaps the Emperor of Heaven has sent it to reincarnate. Don't think about it anymore; there will never be an era ruled by Deities over humans again, unless the Emperor of Heaven falls."
Could the Emperor of Heaven possibly fall?
The very thought seemed impossible.
He was too powerful.
