On top of this heavenly book, ancient carvings emerge.

It contains the secrets of time.

But Ye Xuan didn't even look at those things.

Because he knows far more than these so-called secrets recorded over the years.

"Ye Emperor, please don't embarrass me..."

Half of the old man's bloody face was trembling, and a lump of flesh and blood seemed to be rolling down, which was enough to show the old man's mood at this moment.

Ye Xuan ignored the old man, but stared at the last paragraph of the golden book.

Especially the last sentence.

Ye Xuan's eyes instantly narrowed, deep and cold.

The old man's body couldn't stop shaking, and he said tremblingly: "Ye Emperor..."

Ye Xuan stared at the old man.

The old man did not dare to look directly at Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan looked indifferent and said calmly: "I ask, you answer."

The old man lowered his head and did not dare to answer the question.

Ye Xuan took back the heavenly book and turned it into a booklet again. Ye Xuan held the booklet and said slowly: "Has your master ever seen the passage you recorded?"

The old man shook his head and said: "I haven't seen it yet. I originally wanted to wait until the recording was completed before going back to report to the master."

boom!

The next moment.

The old man's body suddenly exploded.

There was only one head left floating there, which was extremely miserable.

The old man looked at Ye Xuan who suddenly took action with horror in his eyes.

Even though Ye Xuan looked peaceful at this moment, the old man felt the boundless surging murderous intent.

Ye Xuan's voice sounded like it was coming from the Nine Nether Hells.

"Who gave you the courage... to guess that this emperor is the King of Heaven?"
Chapter completed!