Zhao Tiezhu gritted his teeth and insisted that blood appeared in his eyes. With the click of "click", the bone in his foot had broken, but a strong belief still supported her in his heart.

"Ten thousand years ago, when the world saw me, who dared not kneel?" The Eastern Emperor put the ancient clock away and then smiled miserably. The beautiful face with a sad smile made Zhao Tiezhu feel sorry for it.

When the ancient bell was put away, Zhao Tiezhu's pressures disappeared, and his spiritual power began to repair his wounds by itself. He stared at the emperor and asked hesitantly, "What happened ten thousand years ago?...