When Xu Qing stared at the statue of the sword-wielding emperor, in the crowd behind it, the cryptic gazes were locked one after another, transmitting what Xu Qing saw and acted along the way to their respective owners.

At the same time, wisps of spiritual thoughts are also spreading, and many departments are also using various methods to project Xu Qing's figure on the magic weapon and pay close attention.

After all, it was a walking sun of dawn.

"The target passes through the three districts and stops in front of nineteen buildings."

"The goal seems to be to record the route and the layout of the capital."

"Target teleportation."

"The target stands in front of the statue of the sword-wielding emperor and stares."

"The target...is to worship the sword-wielding emperor."

"The statue of the Emperor Holding the Sword...is shaking!!!"

"How is this possible? The Emperor... seems to be recovering!!"

As this information spread, the moment all forces knew about it, violent fluctuations occurred in the land of the imperial capital.

Countless eyes, with amazement, stared at him instantly.

Looking from a distance, the statue of the Great Emperor stands in the east, towering into the clouds, guarding the human race throughout his life. On the earth, Xu Qing, dressed in a green shirt, is worshiping with respect.

One big and one small, they seem to be separated by years.

A vicissitudes of voice seemed to come from nothing at this moment, with a sense of ancient times and the meaning of time, echoing in the heaven and earth, vast and astonishing, like the power of heaven.
Chapter completed!