Dragon Robe!
Dragon Throne!
At this moment, Xiang Qianqiu had undergone a drastic transformation compared to before. He was shrouded in an aura of imposing majesty, making others' hearts tremble at the sight.
Xiang Qianqiu slowly raised his head, his eyes deep and profound, like an endless abyss. His expression was serene and indifferent, giving Chen Yuan a very familiar feeling.
Jingtai!
At this moment, how similar he was to the Jingtai of the past. If not for their different appearances, purely in terms of their demeanor, it was as if they were carved from the same mold.
"Chen Yuan... my son..."
Xiang Qianqiu's voice was somewhat deep as he called out again, his gaze falling on Chen Yuan, with a faint, light smile on his lips.
"Since I couldn't become the True Emperor, even being a false emperor in this Secret Realm isn't bad."
Chen Yuan said faintly.
