I saw a fat-looking man flying over.
The man looked to be in his thirties.
Big body.
Round.
If he hadn't spoken, Ye Han would have thought it was a pig flying in the sky.
It’s not that Ye Han doesn’t respect him.
The main reason is that this person is too fat. It is the first time that Ye Han has seen such a fat person.
"Fellow Daoist, please stay."
The man's voice sounded again, and then he accelerated and came to Ye Han's side.
"Who are you?" Ye Han frowned slightly.
"Oh, my name is An Lan, and I am from Anlin City."
"An Lan!"
Hearing this name, Ye Han was shocked.
I still remember that in my previous life on Earth, when I was reading novels, there was a name like this.
He is a very powerful person with high status.
Look at this person again...
This guy doesn't look like a high-ranking boss at all.
"Fellow Daoist, have you heard of my story?" the man asked in surprise.
"No, but I think your face tells a lot of stories."
"Uh, this..."
The man was speechless, but soon he recovered and said, "What's your name, friend?"
"Ye Han."
"Ye Han?"
The man looked puzzled. He had never heard of this name, but he didn't care much. He continued, "I think you are going here for the imperial meeting in the Burial Emperor City."
"Imperial meeting?"
Ye Han looked at him in confusion.
"Isn't this the reason for you, Daoyou?"
"Well, it's not really, but this Emperor will be?"
"Fellow Daoist, you may not know that this Burial Emperor City is an extremely important place in the entire Western Emperor Continent. Every ten thousand years, an imperial meeting is held. It is rumored that those who can stand out in the imperial meeting will eventually be able to enter the realm of gods."
"The realm of the gods?"
Ye Han looked surprised.
Isn’t it said that this Emperor Burial City is the place where geniuses fall?
How did it become like this again?
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