The Martial Emperor's Life After Seclusion Novels & Stories

With his eyes closed for over twenty years, he was able to surpass him and become a Half Martial Emperor. Even in the realm of peerless Martial Emperors.

Was it possible that my mate was indeed one of the humans? Wait, no, no, no. I do not want such kind of fate because humans most likely die without even reaching a hundred years of age. And since I was an immortal, such a number of years were simply too short. I could not even imagine myself being all alone just after a few years of finding my partner. I snapped away from my thoughts when I noticed that Lansford was staring my way, making me raise an eyebrow at him. Why can’t he just leave me alone?

'Since when did the Emperor go soft as a marshmallow? END OF CHAPTER 8

Andrew chuckled, not hiding anything as he said, "I'm getting there. I can now handle most ordinary martial emperors. However, the seal on my energy core is still there, so I haven't officially stepped into the martial emperor realm yet in terms of actual cultivation level." Jerome exhaled deeply and said with admiration, "You're truly a prodigy among prodigies. As the leader of the Southern Martial Union, I've seen countless talented individuals. But compared to you, Andy, they're all just ordinary. A genius is nothing compared to you. I made the right choice."

"The martial arts world was in the most desolate era. Less than one-tenth of the martial arts practitioners survived. The martial arts world has withered. Those sects such as Abbott Temple, May Sect, and Martial Sect almost lost their inheritance. The Inuit's Incident is undoubtedly the darkest period of the martial arts world." "After several years, under the leadership of the supreme experts, the martial arts practitioners in one wave after another managed to eliminate the Inuit. And this Human Emperor's Cemetery is the place where the Inuit lived." The old man's strength was average, but he knew many secrets of the martial arts world. As the old man spoke loudly, many young martial arts

the Sea Emperor said with a red face. “Right, that’s the past. Now we are emperors. If our past behavior is discovered by the younger generation and people outside who have long forgotten it, where would our faces be? So please don’t mention it again.” Emperor Mu added, also looking embarrassed. Qin Yang burst into laughter seeing how embarrassed they were when Bing Hua mentioned their own past.

After The Late Emperor reigned for eight years, he decided to retreat to the second palace at Luoyang , passed the throne to Li Yuan Tian, and became Taishang Huangdi. While The Emperor was attending the regular assembly, it had crossed his mind that this year marked the year that he was reigning emperor longer than The Late Emperor. “Huáng shang, the military conflict on the northwestern side still cannot be appeased and gets even more heated. In order to weaken both Western and Eastern Turks, please Huáng shang immediately give orders for military campaigns to be dispatched to the Western Regions against Gaochang.” The Minister of War and Defense, Duke of Lin bowed down along with his firs

She didn’t even question her rude action. “Who are you?” “Shadow?” “No, not that…” She pronounced it deliberately. “Who. Are. You? The role in the Underworld.” “Ah! You mean my position?” Juviana blinked. “... okay. The emperor.” “The emperor?” Cocked brow. “It may sound ridiculous as the title was reserved for the male ruler that united the continent, however, circumstances happened so, I became the emperor. Mostly to hide my gender for my own comfort. No one except SQE and Outcast knew the existence of the emperor and even the gender.”

Hence, he clipped his pinky finger on hers and said, “I… I promise.” That day, Emery was locked up in her room and never did once the emperor visited her. She never even heard anything about him so all she thought was that, of course, he was preparing for his wedding. Sitting on the edge of her bed, she stared at the armor displayed right before her. Somehow, it made her think that the battlefield seemed to be her only escape whenever she was in trouble. It was not something she complained about, but rather, she was thankful for it because when she fights, she would temporarily forget what she had left—the problems, the pain, and the memories.