Majestic in its eighteen layers stood the Profound City Central Palace.
The graceful figure seated upon the Jade Platform suddenly felt a stir at her fair wrist, as if the red thread tied there had been tugged.
A moment of divination was all it took to grasp the situation.
'To willingly step into the Daoist Monarchs' gambit. Indeed, an Upper Cultivator's judgment may falter, but a Golden Position does not lie.
This is the true bearing of the new True Monarch of Shao Yang!'
The corners of Lady Xuan'nv's lips lifted into a subtle, almost imperceptible arc, as if in a smile.
'Since he has chosen Xiaoqiao and taken the Slaying Sword, Inverted, then…'
The thought had barely formed when the deep, profound Qi Mechanism, layered like heavy curtains, suddenly convulsed!
RIP! It was the sound of silk being torn asunder.
Lady Xuan'nv furrowed her elegant brows. A misty Tai Yin radiance bloomed around her, shimmering like ten thousand fireflies floating in the twilight.
