“Dongfang Liuli, let me tell you a secret.”
Above the Imperial Capital, Sister Qiong’s red lips parted slightly as she said, “My principle… is the Dao of Space. Thirty thousand years ago, it was personally taught to me by the Master.”
“With thirty thousand years of cultivation in the Dao of Space, no one below the Sky-Reaching Realm can stop me.”
As her words fell, Sister Qiong snapped her fingers, and the space within a hundred feet around her turned to darkness and collapsed!
She had defined an entire area for long-distance teleportation!
And this was just a thought from Sister Qiong. Her mastery of the Dao of Space had reached its peak. If not for her innate divine longevity and slow progress, with her understanding of space, she would have broken through to the Sky-Reaching Realm long ago.
“The Dao of Space…”
Dongfang Liuli’s expression became dazed as she suddenly recalled the time when Sister Qiong had shown genuine emotion, recounting her meeting with the Sword Saint thirty thousand years ago…
Could it be true!?
But Meng Qingzhou was undoubtedly just over twenty years old. How could he have gone back thirty thousand years…
Wait!
Dongfang Liuli thought of a possibility.
“The Dao of Space-Time, if cultivated beyond the Sky-Reaching Realm, could it allow one to traverse the river of time and return to the past?”
Dongfang Liuli’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as Su Qingqiu’s anxious call rang in her ears:
“Your Majesty, the Lord of the Ancient Divine City is about to take the Master away! You must find a way to stop her.”
Hearing this, Dongfang Liuli said calmly, “You’re more anxious than the Empress herself. Are you in such a hurry to become the second wife?”
Su Qingqiu was taken aback, her face turning red as she stammered, trying to explain, but couldn’t get a word out.
“Don’t worry. No matter how powerful her Dao of Space is, she can’t escape from my grasp.” Dongfang Liuli said, her eyes closing as a brilliant divine light erupted from the center of her forehead.
A miniature, entirely jade-white Dongfang Liuli stood up from the divine platform at her forehead, her gaze piercing through the void, coldly staring at Sister Qiong, and silently mouthed a word:
“Chaos.”
Just as Sister Qiong was about to take Meng Qingzhou away from the Imperial Capital of Great Jin, she suddenly felt dizzy, her soul silently wounded, even making a basic mistake in controlling the Dao of Space, abruptly interrupting the long-distance teleportation.
“What is this…” Sister Qiong was startled and became vigilant.
Dongfang Liuli, with her eyes closed, rose gracefully into the air, standing alone and beautiful like a goddess from a dream. She said calmly:
“The Imperial Dao I cultivate is divided into two volumes, one for Divine Power and the other for Divine Soul.”
“The Divine Power volume focuses on defense and support, while the Divine Soul volume is for attacking and defeating enemies!”
“My Divine Soul talent is at the Great Emperor Grade. You should feel honored to be the first to face the second volume of the Imperial Dao Codex.”
These words were transmitted telepathically.
After all, the depth of the Empress’ power couldn’t be revealed to the public. As for whether Sister Qiong would spread the word, the Empress trusted her. A proud deity of thirty thousand years would disdain playing tricks; any conflict would be faced openly and honorably.
Sister Qiong’s eyes grew serious and gradually solemn.
Who would have thought that the Imperial Dao Codex had two volumes? Are you teaching a cultural class here?
“Interesting. Then let’s fight! The winner takes the Master.” Sister Qiong said.
Dongfang Liuli nodded, “That’s exactly what I intended.”
“Let’s go outside the city.” Sister Qiong reluctantly put Meng Qingzhou down, enveloping him in a black spatial medium, like a cocoon, quietly suspended in the air.
Whoever wins will take this cocoon home!
Both women’s expressions turned serious simultaneously, neither willing to back down, neither willing to lose.
The citizens of the Imperial Capital, along with the nobility and officials, were drawn to the scene. When they saw the Empress and an unfamiliar woman heading out of the city with such imposing auras, they were stunned.
“What’s going on? Another fight? Why can’t we have a single peaceful day in Great Jin?”
“That woman is very beautiful, not inferior to the Empress! Why is she here?”
“I think I saw the Empress’ Husband. Although I couldn’t see his face clearly, the clothes match…”
“I seem to have overheard a vague conversation. The Empress and the unknown woman seem to be… fighting over the Empress’ Husband…”
“Huh?? Fighting over the Empress’ Husband!?”
“What unknown woman? That’s the Lord of the Ancient Divine City! My Old Ancestor once traveled there and accidentally saw her. He’s been haunted by her ever since and even painted a picture to hang at home!”
A single stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the Imperial Capital was in an uproar!
In the eastern region of the Wilderness, the two most powerful women, both as beautiful as dreams, were fighting over a man.
How absurd!
Some young men, still full of youthful vigor, saw this scene and clutched their chests in jealousy, feeling short of breath.
“Even if it’s the Empress’ Husband, I refuse to accept this. I want to rebel just this once!” someone cried out to the sky, “Why!”
…….
Present Village.
The court officials looked at each other, speechless. No one had expected things to develop this way.
“Your Majesty, you must win! Great Jin cannot lose the Empress’ Husband, just as Qingqiu cannot lose the Master.” Su Qingqiu clasped her hands tightly, silently praying.
Wu Die opened her mouth, finding it childish, but after a moment’s thought, she felt a sense of shared sentiment and began to pray as well.
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