"What is the name of that divine entity?"
The Fallen Sword Emperor asked curiously, a trace of excitement gleaming in his eyes.
To have access to information on the most supreme powers of the Primordial, he naturally felt exhilarated, as though a door to a new world had been opened before him.
"The First Emperor of the Nine Palaces!"
The Nine Palaces Supreme spoke fervently, as if he were speaking of his own faith.
The Fallen Sword Emperor silently committed the name to memory, his mind brimming with endless imagination—just how powerful could the god who created all of Primordial be?
He himself aspired to be the strongest swordmaster, and now his heart burned with unyielding flames.
As for the Heavenly Emperor, he bore no hatred toward him. If it weren't for the Nine Palaces Supreme coercing him, he wouldn't have come along.
But now, he suddenly felt his decision was correct.
"Heh, heh, heh—"
