Atop the long snake stone tablet, the skeleton placed a hand against his chest and bowed respectfully. “This lowly one greets His Majesty the Emperor.”

Emperor Zhou stood tall with his hands behind his back. His calm appearance was the embodiment of noble dignity. When his eyes opened and closed, it manifested constant changes in the skies above.

“Tens of millions of years have passed and yet your race hasn’t been exterminated. Now, you appear in front of me. Could it be that you want to die? You criminal!”

A low and deep voice sounded out like distant thunder, rumbling through the heavens as it echoed into the distance.

The skeleton stood up straight, black fire surging in his eyes. “Your Majesty’s pressure is unparalleled. If you wish to kill me, that is as simple as turning your hand. But, the current Land of Divinity and Demons is no longer the Great Zhou Empire of the past. I fear that the seven empires that have divided up the land will not stare on helplessly as Your Majesty rules the world...