The Revival of the Heavenly Emperor

After a moment of thought, Qin Jue finally decided to help the Heavenly Emperor recover his memories.

The reason was very simple. Even though the Heavenly Emperor only had a wisp of his remnant soul left, he was working hard to repair it. No one could guarantee that he wouldn't suddenly awaken the missing memories and return to his peak in the future.

At that time, the Heavenly Emperor would probably wish for nothing more than to crush Feng Xi's bones and send him to the eighteenth level of hell.

Rather than that, it was better to help the Heavenly Emperor recover his memories now and then hand Feng Xi to him to deal with.

"Hahaha, that's great!"

The Heavenly Emperor threw his head back and laughed hysterically.