"Your Majesty... my name is Guo Jia, styled Fengxiao..."
Guo Jia hurriedly paid his respects, but with no gravity amongst the stars, he couldn't stabilize his posture, making the scene quite comical.
Both Confucius and Cundi wore exceedingly peculiar expressions. This man's cultivation...
Why is it so weak?
Cundi, lacking memories of his past life and unfamiliar with the Human Clan, saw such a weak cultivator for the first time and was full of wonder.
Confucius, however, retained the memories of his past life. He stared at Guo Jia in surprise. A member of the Human Clan?
Qin Jun waved his sleeve, using magic power to help Guo Jia steady himself.
"Let's go. Is that the Heavenly Emperor's great world up ahead?"
Qin Jun spoke softly, following his gaze. There was a large continent floating ahead, shrouded in spiritual cloud mist, spectacular amidst the starry sky.
In his previous life, Guo Jia was no more than a mortal. How could he have witnessed such a sight?