Spoilers for all the worlds

If Su Han had thought about it before, he could even use his evil power to drive Luo Cuilian crazy. Or it could be a direct evil transformation...

Of course, this is not in line with the basic principles of the parliament and is not in line with Su Han's interests. Therefore, Su Han deliberately controlled the increased evil power so that it happened to be stuck at the limit of Luo Cuilian's endurance.

The scene fell into silence for a long time. Immediately, Emperor Qing slowly spoke, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were solemn and deep, "I am inexplicably placed here. It is really strange!"

"I observe that all of you here are of extraordinary aura, but there is a mist surrounding you, which is mysterious and unpredictable...I am afraid that you are all from the temple, right?"

Fan Xian stared at everything in front of him silently. The shock in his heart at this moment could no longer be described in words.

What kind of place is this? There is a moon and a sun hanging on the sky, and in all directions, there are rounds of extremely small stars.

A large number of simple and mysterious bronze chairs are located in all directions. Some of the bronze chairs have fog lingering on them, and it is obvious that someone is sitting on them.

"Moreover!" Fan Xian remembered the palm Luo Cuilian had swung before, which instantly condensed into a huge Buddhist handprint. This is not a martial arts technique...

Fan Xian recalled Wu Zhu's teachings and deeply confirmed this...

What's even more frightening is that the huge and sacred Buddhist handprint was shattered in an instant and unclearly. What exactly is this place...

"Temple? Where is that place?" Ilia blinked her eyes in confusion.

"Is it... similar to the Nuwa Temple?" Jiu Jianxian's expression became serious and he glanced at Emperor Qing thoughtfully.

Since it has the name of a temple... does it mean that there is a real god in this newcomer's world?

"This name is really unpleasant." Tang Hao said coldly.

He suddenly thought of the Wuhun Palace in his own world. Because his wife died at the hands of Wuhun Palace, Tang Hao naturally hated her very much.

Even after watching Douluo Xingchen, he understood that Bibi Dong was just a poor person. However, the murderous intention and anger towards Wuhun Palace in his heart had not diminished even a bit.

"Huh?" Emperor Qing's brain was spinning very fast. Seeing the reactions of everyone present, he frowned for a moment, "This is not a temple? So... can you all reveal your identities?"

After Weber thought for a moment, he cautiously said, "So this time... it's up to me to explain?"

"It's up to you if you want. No one will fight with you." Yako Busujima's voice was cold and indifferent.

Weber choked and was quite dumbfounded, but he did not discuss this with Yako Busujima. He stared seriously at Emperor Qing, Fan Xian, and Luo Cuilian, who was lying on the chair and had not recovered yet, and spoke in a low voice.

Let’s start with the general situation of the foggy space. By the way, we will introduce the speaker of the parliament in detail, and briefly introduce the many members of the parliament present.

After the explanation, the Mist Hall fell into silence for a long time.

After a long time, Fan Xian suddenly spoke with astonishment in his voice, "The Mist Council? Across the endless world? This brother... I'm not questioning you, it's just because this matter is too unbelievable."

Fan Xian was in a state of confusion at the moment. What was going on? He hasn’t entered Kyoto yet! Is this the second time traveling through time? I'm afraid I'm not kidding him.

Emperor Qing was silent. He suddenly raised his palm, and then cards emerged from his body one after another. Scanning the many cards in front of him, Emperor Qing's expression became uncertain.

"Is it true?" After a brief silence, Emperor Qing took out the card of Wangdao Zhenqi and threw it in the direction of Su Han, "Then, please reveal my future. "

Even as arrogant as Emperor Qing, he used honorifics when facing Su Han at this moment.

Although Emperor Qing didn't know whether what Weber said before was true, he was really in front of an indescribable, supreme god who transcended the world...

But no matter what, the person in front of him could bring him here silently, so it probably wouldn't take much effort to kill him.

Su Han did not accept it immediately. He stared at Emperor Qing and Fan Xian with interest. After a long time, he said in a low voice, "Okay...Fan Xian, and Fan Xian's father. The future has begun!"

"What?" Emperor Qing's pupils suddenly dilated, Fan Xian? Isn't this his illegitimate son...wait a minute, could it be said...

Before Emperor Qing could turn his head to look at Fan Xian, a vast and boundless river of time suddenly emerged.

There is an extremely magnificent scene in that long river. There is Fan Xian's visit to Beijing and the happy daily life of Fan's house, looking for the traces left behind by his mother, there is also the story of him having a drinking contest in the court and writing hundreds of poems, the shocked Northern Qi literary master Zhuang Mohan vomiting blood in public, and finally... …

All the truth was revealed, and Emperor Qing was killed by Wu Zhu using laser eyes...

With a crisp bang, the vast river of destiny condensed into a bright star, and then floated quietly behind Emperor Qing.

The entire Mist Palace was filled with dead silence.

After a long time, Fan Xian suddenly turned around and looked at Emperor Qing up and down in astonishment, "Are you... my father? That, what, Hou Fan Jian?"

The corner of Emperor Qing's mouth twitched. He originally wanted to agree. After all, this way he could conceal his true identity and have a lot of room for future changes. But as soon as the thoughts in his mind turned, he knew that he absolutely couldn't hide it.

After all, Weber said before that they can return to the real world at any time if they want... Moreover, Emperor Qing also saw the final scene of himself being killed by Wu Zhu, and knew that his entire plan should have been exposed...

After a brief silence, Emperor Qing said in a low voice, "No, I am the emperor of Nanqing."

"So you are..." Fan Xian nodded thoughtfully, but he was only halfway through the action before he reacted and stared at Emperor Qing with a dull expression on his face, feeling his scalp numb, "You said you are Nan The emperor of Qing? Are you my father? I am the prince..."

"This, what the hell! What kind of plot of a palace conspiracy is this?" Fan Xian no longer knew what expression he should show, "Wait a minute, since you are my biological father, then what happened to Fan Jian... What happened? Did you fall in love with Fan Jian?"

"The reason for this is very complicated." Emperor Qing's eyes flickered, and he finally became confused.

Fan Xian slumped in his chair, his mind in a mess. Thinking of the anxiety he felt before entering the capital, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

Nan Qing controls the real power, and the one he says is his father, so what has he been careful about all this time?