Devil Palace!
Ji Qingyi dragged her broken body, stumbling back into the depths of the Devil Palace. Countless Evil Spirit creatures along the way remained silent; only the Demonic Butterfly Evil Emperor followed at her side.
In the end, the Demonic Butterfly Evil Emperor stopped outside the Devil Palace, watching Ji Qingyi enter alone.
Yet the moment she stepped inside, an excited voice rang out.
"Master Evil Emperor! Please spare me!"
With a sliding kneel, a lovely figure arrived before the Evil Emperor.
The Human Emperor clutched Ji Qingyi's skirt hem, looking utterly pitiful.
That was right—this was the Human Emperor's daily life now. She had fallen into wretched straits. The Origin of the Dao of Reincarnation was almost completely stripped from her, and once Ji Qingyi fully refined it, would she still have any chance of surviving?
Thus, this Human Emperor had completely cast aside her dignity.
"Huh?"
Very quickly, the Human Emperor noticed something wrong with Ji Qingyi.
"Ji Qingyi? How did you get hurt?!!!"
The Human Emperor's eyes widened. Who could possibly hurt Ji Qingyi???
Having spent hundreds of thousands of years with Ji Qingyi, no one knew this Evil Emperor's true strength better than she did. Even a Supreme Immortal Emperor could only be suppressed with one hand. If she had not still been somewhat useful to Ji Qingyi, she would have long since been erased.
Who could hurt her?
"Who was it? Yiyi... who could hurt you? Tell me at once!"
The Human Emperor became intrigued. Someone capable of hurting Ji Qingyi meant someone capable of defeating her. If someone could defeat Ji Qingyi... wouldn't that mean she could finally be freed?
This Human Emperor was clearly quite the absurd woman herself. Back then, in a moment of hot-blooded passion, she had been egged on