The powerful swordsman was a little moved, but he still said something.

"hehe."

The strong man smiled, he believed this.

Just as they were talking and laughing, Xiao Chen limped inside with a broken air knife.

"Here you come."

An old voice sounded from the front left.

Xiao Chen looked up and saw an old man sitting cross-legged on the big rock in front of the left.

The old man was wearing a white robe, with a thin face, white hair and white beard, and a wooden hairpin on his head, looking quite fairy-like.

"You are... Dragon Emperor?"

Xiao Chen stopped and asked.

"What questions do you have about my identity?"

The old man looked at Xiao Chen, stroked his white beard and chuckled.

"Yes, I need you to prove that you are the Dragon Emperor."

Xiao Chen nodded and said.

"ah?"
Chapter completed!