Qin Yu strongly dissed in her heart, but her gaze swept over to the Emperor Donghuang quietly standing opposite.
There were a few Divine Officials behind him, but it wasn't a particularly impressive entrance.
However... it gave off a significant pressure.
This person himself was an embodiment of authority, and in the past, Qin Yu had only ever seen his clone, never his true form. Now seeing him in person, with her current foundation, her soul, her eyes, her Insight Technique, she could only observe a hazy golden mist on him, a Demon Mist, which since the ancient birth of mythical creatures like the Dragon, Phoenix, Black Tortoise, Taotie, Qilin, and other fierce divine beasts, has always been inseparable from the concept of demons.
