The Eastern Emperor looked much better compared to the appearance of the Northern Emperor’s hydra.

Dressed as a scholar, he was in a long moon-white robe. He also looked young in his early thirties, but he was also wearing an academic cap with a huge brush.

He appeared to be very knowledgeable at a glance.

Alex asked Ancestor Bodhi, “Sir, do you know the Eastern Emperor?”

Ancestor Bodhi looked disdainful. “He isn’t a hundred millennia-old bigwig, so how does he qualify to be in my memory? Look at his appearance. He looks similar to a pretender I used to know. He would put on a pretense wherever he went, fearing the others would not know he was a scholar.”

Alex glanced at the Eastern Emperor. He really looked similar.

While they were looking at the Eastern Emperor, he also looked over.

When he saw Neela’s main body, he was slightly startled. When he saw the flaming phoenix, Lecia, his eyes changed completely. They became passionate, excited, or rather, a hint of greed flashed acr