Chapter 45: Battle with Emperor Qinghua of the Eastern Pole, Victory!

In the void, Liang Hui's gaze was calm, even flickering with a hint of joy, as he stared directly at the imperial shadow that seemed to transcend the River of Time.

In his eyes, the imperial shadow wore a splendid crown, heroic and unusual, its pupils emitting a green luster.

It was terrifyingly extraordinary; a mere sweep of its gaze seemed as if it could penetrate the heavens and the earth, the long river of time.

Behind it, one could vaguely see an ancient tree, its canopy sprawling, sprinkling strands of light—a multitude of beings knelt and prayed within each strand of light.

"Human Race, as you have hoped, I have come!"

Emperor Qinghua's gaze was exceptionally cold and detached as he watched the black-robed man who remained composed.

A few schemes, with his wisdom of hundreds of billions of years, how could he not see clearly? But in the end, it was just a member of the human race. What kind of strategy could he possibly have?