"The youth are formidable. Whichever one of these three gets the ticket to the Celestial Ruins Realm will be no surprise. Let's return." Prince Cui sighed, leading Song Changming, along with Prince Xia, back into the hall.
Inside the hall, Emperor Yun still sat loftily on the supreme throne, his expression serene.
Though he hadn't gone outside, he had already taken everything happening outside the hall into full view.
As Song Changming sat down, he suddenly felt a strong gaze directed at him from the supreme throne.
This gaze couldn't be from anyone other than Emperor Yun.
Song Changming looked up to meet Emperor Yun's gaze.
Though Emperor Yun wasn't tall and burly, sitting on the supreme emperor's chair, he was like a Divine Buddha's Golden Body, so imposing that it made one feel an impulse to bow and worship.
Just as Song Changming was about to get up and pay his respects, Emperor Yun's voice suddenly drifted into his ear.
"No need."
