mperor of Nothingness, his form incredibly illusory, was composed of countless points of light.His face held a mixture of helplessness, bitterness, and also a hint of relief."Master Wuzhong..."“Empero...an elderly man in golden robes appeared, with a Buddha halo encompassing his head and a serene aura of Buddha."You already had a plan..."Yuan Rong's expression was cold.Without any preamble, Yan Qingh...