Li Qiye eventually opened his eyes and recalled his tree back to his palaces, the same with the primordial energy.

He looked calm and composed at the moment without exerting any pressure. Nonetheless, each breath made him feel like the master of the cosmo. Everything was within his grasp.

His natural aura felt transcending as if he had ascended in spite of his ordinary looks and attires.

The first impression of him would be that he was no longer part of this world. He was a being in the legends - an immortal.

“You look just like an immortal coming out of a painting, Sir.” Emperor Zheng couldn’t help but praise.

“Just an immortal from a painting? That shows it isn’t real enough,...