"Zhang Jinghao... sigh!"
A faint sigh came from the clouds above, yet it still lacked any emotion.
At least to Qiann Yan, this sigh was devoid of any emotion, merely a lament for the Heavenly Emperor's choice.
As if to say, huh, why did you choose like that.
The Heavenly Emperor, with a pale face, gazed at the rolling clouds in the sky above, where the darkness seemed to threaten the collapse of the heavens.
Qiann Yan noticed that the Heavenly Emperor tightly gripped the Heavenly Dao Sword, his expression gradually becoming solemn, realizing that the other had sensed something. The Heavenly Emperor was arrogant but not a foolish man.
She could calculate against the Heavenly Emperor so easily only because she had the original's memory.
The so-called "bystanders see more clearly," the original was the participant, while she happened to be the onlooker.
