Chapter 5044

Tu Shan Honghong: "A mortal martial god, a heavenly emperor of the Celestial Court—both are truly not to be underestimated!"

Hu Bashi: "Oh… I understand."

Gudazǐ: "President Mr., I'm ready. We can depart at any time."

Hu Bashi: "Cough, cough—I'm the same!"

Seeing this, Su Han smiled wryly, bid farewell to Ramuleimu beside him, then clicked "Officially Join Mission" in his mind.

A brilliant radiance enveloped his body; when the light faded, Su Han's figure vanished from the spot.

…

Merged World, Tongfu Inn.

At this moment, Tongfu Inn had closed its doors.

Bai Zhantang sat in the main hall, his expression complex—grave, joyful, and conflicted.

Tong Xiangyu sat on another chair, staring at Bai Zhantang with curiosity, muttering, "What's going on today? Why suddenly close the inn? And no explanation?"

"You know, we rely on this inn to serve guests and earn our living."

"Exactly!" Li Dazui nodded vigorously.

"A guest has come," Bai Zhantang paused, saw the faces of Tong Xiangyu and others instantly darken, his eyebrows twitching several times—he understood they'd misunderstood. After all, closing the inn just because a guest arrived was absurd; he quickly added, "Like that last guest—the heavenly emperor."

In an instant, Tongfu Inn fell silent.

Li Dazui stopped cracking peanuts; Lü Xiucai trembled, barely able to stand. As for Tong Xiangyu, she appeared calm… just as Bai Zhantang felt relieved…

Tong Xiangyu rolled her eyes, let out a gasp, and fainted.

"??? " Bai Zhantang stared, dumbfounded.

Instantly, chaos erupted throughout Tongfu Inn. After a long while, Tong Xiangyu finally came to.

"Is the end of the world back again?" Tong Xiangyu slumped weakly on the table, voice trembling with fear.

"It's not that extreme," Bai Zhantang rubbed his nose, "Though a guest like the last heavenly emperor has indeed arrived… this time, the one who saved the world before has returned again to save it."

With a sound like shattering glass, the void before them shattered, and a tall, majestic figure stepped slowly forth.

He was a middle-aged man with a smile—his face was hard to describe… you could call him handsome, or you could call him ordinary. Yet his face was not what drew the most attention…

What drew the most attention was his aura.

Merely gazing at him made one feel one's blood surge. Especially these present individuals—all had cultivation bases—now they seemed to hear the Dao's chant, visions of 077 illusions flickering before their eyes.

"Hmph!" Bai Zhantang snorted. All strange phenomena shattered into fragments.

Everyone in Tongfu Inn snapped back to clarity, lips trembling. Now they stared at the middle-aged man as if he were a demon.

"My apologies!" Ling Donglai understood, a look of regret crossing his face.

"Huh… I already knew your martial cultivation base—and your spiritual realm! Truly terrifying… calling you a martial god is entirely deserved," Bai Zhantang said flatly.

Tong Xiangyu's eyelid twitched. A… martial god?!

Yet recalling her past experiences, she felt it only natural he bore the title of martial god.

"You're strong too," Ling Donglai chuckled, then frowned slightly, "But I keep feeling… these people behind you don't know your true identity? Yet haven't you already begun rebuilding the Celestial Court?"

"I have indeed started! As for them… I did tell them what happened, even appointed them as gods."

"But after being gods for a few days, they grew listless. Even felt their lives had lost all purpose!"

Bai Zhantang gave a bitter laugh, "After much thought, with their consent, I revoked their divine positions and sealed the memories of their knowledge of my true identity."