"I'm finally fully healed," Emperor Kong exhaled. It only took a century to heal such a severe injury, a sign of how potent the Inner Dark Demon Bile is. Was it a waste for him to use so much to recover so quickly? It was, but Kong had no choice. Time was of the essence, and if he spent countless yuan epochs healing, he would have missed the best time to act.
He stood to stretch his body, sent an invitation talisman toward the void, and changed into a new Taoist robe before walking out of the seclusion room. With his hands behind his back, Emperor Kong slowly walked through this enormous palace. At first, he was alone in the endless corridors, but after leaving his private corridors, he saw numerous people walking and flying around.
"Greeting, Grand Elder Shen Ye," a female disciple said.
