บท 1392: Wielder of the Will Liquid Metal Ball

The White Dragon stared at the Heavenly Emperor vigilantly. The virtuous lamia dispersed and turned into light of virtue, covering Song Shuhang.

The golden hands opened, revealing the Heavenly Emperor, who was standing on the palms of the hands and exuding an imperial aura.

She looked at Song Shuhang and the White Dragon.

"Yo, Fairy Golden Dragon, we meet again." The Heavenly Emperor waved at the White Dragon before moving her gaze to Song Shuhang, who was unconscious.

While staring at Song Shuhang, she fell into thought.

After a long while...

She suddenly asked, "Fairy Golden Dragon, who is this Profound Sage Tyrannical Song? Do I know him?"

"Huh?" The White Dragon was dumbfounded.

You were fighting him a few minutes ago, and now you ask me who Tyrannical Song is?

The Heavenly Emperor rubbed her brows, and said, "Strange, could I have forgotten something? I feel like I was looking for him for something."