The imperial palace was blasted open by a punch.

The ancient emperor stood proudly in the sky, overlooking the huge cold palace. Some places around him were completely in ruins.

The ancient emperor took one step forward, and finally, he set foot on the palace of the legendary emperor!

"It's so majestic. Legend has it that people spontaneously spent three million years building it in order to praise the emperor's merits!" The ancient emperor stood with his hands behind his back.

He has already arrived at the gate.

In front, in front of the cold palace door, there is an old man guarding here, holding a long knife in his hand.

He refused to move a step.

He looked at the approaching ancient emperor.

He thought, this is probably a moth flying into the flame!

But he has to stay here, he can't escape.

This is his duty, and this is what his dead grandfather told him.

When he was a child, he vaguely remembered standing here, looking up at his grandfather!

His grandfather lowered his head and said with a serious expression.

"When you grow up, remember to protect this place and the Imperial Palace, because the Emperor lives here!"

Fu Deshan looked at the ancient emperor who was getting closer and closer. He felt very complicated.

Now, he was protecting, he didn't know, the emperor, the meaning of his life, and his memory!

But, probably, it is his memory. How many people will miss the house they lived in and the street corners they walked when they were children!

And how many people still own that familiar house and that once humble street corner?

Passed away, everything will pass away with time.

But Fudan Mountain can still be protected, and he still wants to protect it!

He is also a member of the eternal human family.

It's just that he can't pull out the knife!

The ancient emperor's terrifying momentum made him unable to move. He tried his best to move a finger but it was difficult!

His whole body was wrapped in a terrifying aura, making it difficult for him to move even an inch.

The ancient emperor had already walked to him, but he still couldn't move.

He probably couldn't protect anything.

But at least he did it, right?

The ancient emperor seemed to be looking at him, then stretched out his hand and pulled out the knife that Fu Denshan was holding tightly.

Then the ancient emperor took one look at the sword, raised the sword, and struck Fudan Mountain.

Fu Deshan felt relieved, he finally knew what it was like to be dying.

If this knife falls, he will die!

He opened his eyes, he was not afraid, he accepted his fate and death calmly.

He was just a little regretful that he had been guarding this place for his whole life, but in the end he was unable to guard it.

He protects the Emperor. After all, there is no Emperor in this world!

Knife, fall!

But he feels no pain!

"Your name is Fudanshan, right?" A young man's voice fell into Fudanshan's ears.
Chapter completed!