Yang Qi had specifically increased the strength of his ‘Titan blood’ to ensure that the sovereign of heaven wouldn’t deduce his true identity. It was an easy matter to use the godliness he possessed to make it seem like he was the descendant of a god and a member of the imperial house. 

Upon entering the main hall of the imperial palace, he looked left and right and saw that the place was filling up rapidly with ministers and officials of all sorts.

All of them pulsed with incredible true energy and some of them were overtly assailing him with psychic power.

Earlier, the might would have felt like an immense pressure weighing down on him, but now that he was a Demolisher with an immortal body, and genes eight billion one hundred million times stronger than normal, he was on the same level as the sovereign of heaven here. Therefore, the psychic power simply rolled off of him.

All of a sudden, a piercing voice rang out from an immortal who looked very much like a court eunuch. 

“All ministers of merit, offer formal greetings to the sovereign of heaven!”

At the end of the hall was the fabled Throne of the Nine Heavens, upon which sat the emperor himself, clad in the Crown of the Peaceful...