Gu Zhou only wanted to ask for directions.
Who could have guessed that, the moment he landed in this unfamiliar cultivation world, he would witness a foreign race tying humans to an altar to use as sacrifices?
Unable to stand by, he casually raised a hand.
The executioner's blade froze in midair, the city's protective formation shattered in an instant, and even a Divine Ascension expert's domain was rendered useless.
The whole city was in an uproar!
"Who says humanity has no Great Emperor? The Great Emperor has returned!"
Gu Zhou: "Wait, I'm just passing through."
A Xu: "Friendly reminder: they've already mistaken you for the Great Emperor."
He thought it was just an ordinary case of getting lost. Little did he know that what lay ahead included a System that stole people's fortune, a world-hunting civilization rampaging across countless realms, and a crowd of spectators who believed themselves to be above it all.
Others cultivate bitterly for a thousand years just to break through to the next realm.
Gu Zhou, meanwhile, keeps pondering one question: Where exactly is the way home?
He has no desire to become emperor, nor any interest in competing for the title of strongest under heaven.
But on this journey, there is always someone who thinks they are invincible.
Gu Zhou sighs. "A Xu, next."
A Xu: "Understood. But I suggest you plan your route home first."
