Chapter 395 The Emperor

A group of people left the cave and flew through the air. Qin Jun began to use the random lottery opportunity obtained by comprehending the secret words of the array.

"Ding! Start the random draw..."

The system prompt sounded so wonderful at this moment, and Qin Jun's mood was also very good.

He was very curious about the origin of the Qin Emperor's realm. How could it hide the secret words of the array, and why did the secret words of the array choose him?

Tian Jue had been in the cave for so long, and he must have tried to comprehend the secret words of the array, but obviously without success.

After comprehending the secret words of the array, the strange characters on the cave wall disappeared, indicating that the secret words of the array were not something that many people could comprehend, likely unique.

According to the memory inheritance, there are still many mysteries within the secret words of the array. Qin Jun had only temporarily grasped the ability to probe into the heart and maintain his original intention.

But he was not in a hurry. Just after inheriting it, he was already so powerful. There would be plenty of time in the future to continue to comprehend it.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for drawing the Thousand-Faced Mask!"

Thousand-Faced Mask?

What is that?

"System, what is the function of the Thousand-Faced Mask?" Qin Jun asked in his mind.

Nezha controlled the clouds and mist for flight, and the speed was very fast. It probably wouldn't take more than a stick of incense to return to the encampment area.

"After wearing it, you can change your appearance according to the host's thoughts," the system explained.

It sounded pretty good.

But I am the Qin Emperor!

Do I need to keep a low profile?

Qin Jun shook his head and smiled, not even interested in taking out the Thousand-Faced Mask.

He focused his gaze on Tian Jue, who was cowering on the clouds, looking very disheveled and without the aura of a Taiyi Golden Immortal. It was quite embarrassing.

He had read many ancient books from the Southern Region and had never seen any historical records of a small world appearing. Could it be that the Qin Emperor's realm had been silent for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years?

When he got back, he would have Yi Lao come over and take a look. Maybe the two poor creatures who had been imprisoned for so long were still friends.

Thinking of Yi Lao, Qin Jun felt angry.

After summoning the Nine Spirit Elemental Saint, he had sent the saint to trouble Yi Lao, but that guy was fast and agile, and he had escaped directly. After half a day, he shamelessly came back to apologize. Once Qin Jun asked the Nine Spirit Elemental Saint to take action, he would flee. He even managed to escape before the saint could catch him.

Qin Jun suspected that this guy had definitely surpassed the realm of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, but he was shameless, like an old rascal with no bottom line.

It seemed that in the future, he would have to summon even stronger gods and demons to trouble Yi Lao.

Fortunately, although Yi Lao loved to cause trouble, he was still relatively friendly to the people of Great Qin. He could often be seen arguing with beggars on the street, spewing all kinds of vulgar words, but he never resorted to violence. This was also the reason why Qin Jun did not order the gods and demons to expel Yi Lao.

And he could feel that since the emergence of the Primordial Flame Demon to confront the Ancient Soul, Yi Lao's attitude towards him had been extremely attentive, as if he were in love.

Soon, they arrived at the palace. After several days, the palace had been initially built, and the majestic Giant Spirit God was building the palace. According to Qin Jun's standards, the palace in the Qin Emperor's realm should be as large as possible. There were many temporary wooden houses built around the palace, where Qin Jun and the others lived. They were all cultivating immortals and demons, so they could tolerate the temporary simple dwellings for the time being.

"Go and bring Yi Lao over."

After landing, Qin Jun instructed Huang Feng, who was sitting on a tree, to fly away. Huang Feng was fast, and as long as Yi Lao did not deliberately hide, he would be able to find him quickly.

Although Huang Feng was puzzled, he obediently flew away. In the moment he took off, his gaze involuntarily turned to Tian Jue. Although Tian Jue looked disheveled, the aura of his Taiyi Golden Immortal realm had not disappeared, which surprised Huang Feng.

He had not expected that such a powerful person would be hidden in the Qin Emperor's realm.

But he could see that Tian Jue had already been subdued by the Nine Spirit Elemental Saint. In contrast, the Nine Spirit Elemental Saint seemed calm and composed, obviously not injured.

"How strong is that guy..."

As Huang Feng flew, he gritted his teeth, feeling displeased at being pushed out of the position of the strongest under Qin Jun's command.

In fact, there was something that Qin Jun did not know.

Huang Feng had privately challenged the Nine Spirit Elemental Saint, and naturally, the Nine Spirit Elemental Saint had won. Since then, Huang Feng's expression had become unnatural whenever he saw the Nine Spirit Elemental Saint, and he would avoid him if he could.

"Take him down for interrogation, and if he doesn't reveal his origin and the origin of this small world within four days, execute him!" Qin Jun turned to Nezha and the Nine Spirit Elemental Saint and ordered. After speaking, he turned and walked towards the riverbank. He planned to take advantage of the next few days to comprehend the secret words of the array.

Nezha and the Nine Spirit Elemental Saint nodded, then carried Tian Jue and flew off into the distance.

...

Night fell, and Qin Jun brought Yi Lao to the valley where Tian Jue was being held.

The Qin Emperor's realm and the outside world were in opposite day and night cycles. Inside, it was nighttime, while outside the Great Qin Kingdom, it was still daytime.

"Qin brat, this small world is really extraordinary, so stable and established. The creator's cultivation is unbelievably high," Yi Lao marveled as he followed Qin Jun. "It's probably related to the Holy Court, after all, the Southern Region used to be under the rule of the Holy Court for a long time."

As he spoke, he deliberately observed Qin Jun's expression, but under the moonlight, Qin Jun's handsome face remained as calm as water.

Soon, they arrived at the center of the valley, where they could hear Tian Jue's miserable screams, which were extremely piercing.

They saw him nailed to the mountain wall, with a yellow talisman attached to his chest, rendering him immobile. Meanwhile, the Nine Spirit Elemental Saint was holding a golden whip and continuously lashing him. Each strike caused thunder and lightning to intermingle, making Qin Jun feel the pain.

"Do you know him? His name is Tian Jue!" Qin Jun pointed to Tian Jue and asked Yi Lao. Turning his head, he saw Yi Lao's expression freeze, as if he had been stunned.

Did he really know him?

Qin Jun raised his eyebrows and thought, "Is it really true that two good friends who have fallen to the ends of the earth are separated and suppressed for thousands of years?"

"Your Majesty, can you let him go?" Old Yi gritted his teeth and asked, his eyes filled with complex emotions, as if he had already sunk into a sorrowful memory.

Interesting.

Qin Jun smiled and said, "Nine Spirit Saint, let him go."

The Nine Spirit Saint had naturally noticed their arrival long ago. He put away his golden whip, then waved his right hand, causing the yellow talisman on Tian Jue's chest to turn into ashes, and his body fell straight down.

Old Yi walked slowly to Tian Jue, looking down at him. With his back to the moonlight, his expression was unclear.

Tian Jue still curled up, trembling, and dared not lift his head.

"Tian Jue, do you still remember this emperor?" Old Yi's voice was completely different from usual, cold and indifferent.

This emperor?

Qin Jun frowned. He suddenly remembered that when he first met Old Yi, Old Yi had also referred to himself in this way.

Could it be that Old Yi used to be an emperor?

If that were true, then Qin Jun would have to be more cautious of him.

The heart of an emperor is hard to fathom, and once they ascend to the throne, it's hard for them to let go. Old Yi's clinging to him might be a sign of his coveting Qin Jun's kingdom.

Tian Jue felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his body stiffening. He struggled to lift his head and murmured, "How is that possible..." [End of this chapter]