Unknowingly, another hour passed.
Zhao Fan stretched his hand forward out of habit, but no food fell into his hand for a long time.
"Um?"
He raised his head, looked at the shivering eunuch in front of him, and asked casually: "What's wrong?"
"...Your Majesty!" The little eunuch knelt on the ground with anxious eyes and said: "The last ingredient in the treasury has just been eaten by you, and it is... gone."
"Well."
Zhao Fan retracted his hand in embarrassment. Did he eat so fast? I remember when I started inspecting the treasury, I saw so many things.
He wiped away the remaining juice from the corner of his mouth, stood up and said, "Ping Sheng, you are tired after eating with me for so long. Let's all step aside and rest."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
The little eunuch stood up in relief, and immediately dispersed from the eunuchs behind who were responsible for delivering the ingredients.
Zhao Fan raised his head and looked at the sky outside the Imperial Study Room, and whispered: "Counting the time, it's almost time to prepare to welcome the powerful men from all sides in the underworld."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed and appeared on the empty dragon viewing platform. Then facing the glorious and domineering throne, a purple soul power floated from his fingertips and wrapped around the throne.
After a moment, the throne floated into the air until it was a hundred meters above the ground, floating quietly there.
Zhao Fan then jumped up and sat on the throne in the sky, with a high-spirited aura and his eyes gazing at the world!
This poss was so posed that even he himself gave it a perfect score.
The maids, eunuchs and concubines in the palace all raised their heads and saw the figure on the throne in the air. The men's eyes worshiped, while the women's eyes were blurred.
At this moment, Zhao Fan gave an order that spread throughout the palace, "It is expected that in an hour, strong men from all the major dynasties, major ethnic groups, and major forces in the underworld will arrive in the royal city to see me. , please don't make any noise, just do your own thing step by step."
"Ah? What your Majesty is talking about...isn't it the powerful beings in the entire underworld?"
"What is his identity?"
"All of them are rushing to see His Majesty. I'm afraid even the mad ghost emperor of the Daku Dynasty doesn't get such treatment!"
"No need to ask, when you reach a certain level of strength, your racial origin is just a lie. Although your majesty is a human race, you have incredible strength. Didn't you see that in the previous battle? The person who came was Ding Yue from the three-eyed tribe. According to me, The uncle of the war general in the prefectural district reported that the man wearing sahua boots, a god-level underworld weapon, and holding the famous sword blood cotton, was already comparable to the underworld master who had just entered the fifth level! In the end, wasn't it easy to capture him alive? The uncle asked If I have the opportunity to get closer to His Majesty, if I can win his favor, my destiny will change from now on!"
"What? Your Majesty is the legendary fifth-level Ming Zun... Oh my god! When he entered the palace yesterday, he even smiled at me!"
…
Zhao Fan, on the other hand, sat firmly on the throne in the air, his eyes calmly looking straight into the void ahead.
Today, he will be in contact with powerful beings throughout the underworld, so he attaches great importance to it. Anyone who comes for those two treasures is at least equivalent to the peak of the holy realm!
There might even be a god of Hades appearing in disguise.
Even if the two treasures are not with him, it cannot be ruled out that there are people who do not want to see the birth of a powerful person in the human race to stir up trouble. So just in case, Zhao Fan has triggered the return soul of the God's Skull, which is stuck in the last step and can return to the human body at any time.
Although that would mean giving up everything in the past few days, but only by living and not dying can there be hope.
What to do about frost?
This is a difficult problem. Zhao Fan was also thinking about it while waiting for many powerful people to gather in the royal city. It’s okay if we haven’t met, don’t know each other, and have no interactions with each other, but it gives her hope but returns to the abyss. The impact on her state of mind is extremely terrifying...
"Yes!"
Soon, Zhao Fan came to his mind. He lowered his head and stared at his fingertips, and then a soul power ball appeared.
