Chapter 1221 Flower Emperor

"The last of the Nine Primitive Emperors, Flower Emperor," the woman in white said after a long silence, lifting her head to gaze complexly at the half-carved statue before her, sadness apparent in her eyes. Hearing her words, Du Fei was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected his guess to be true. In that moment, there were countless questions he wanted to ask her, but the sheer number of them rendered him momentarily speechless.