The Ninth Prison, Huangquan Great Earth... Soul Falling Abyss.
For many years, the special yin-energy environment created by the souls of the dead cast into Soul Falling Abyss had been dissolved by nearly three percent in just a short moment.
The temperature of the tranquil yin water in the marsh seemed to have risen slightly as well.
The phoenix carriage stopped, and the Empress Dowager came walking over the water.
The Sacred Emperor in the marsh had just finished regulating his breathing. After making his move, he had stabilized himself again... It was like a Santana loaded with a super engine: aside from the engine, every other part had completely aged.
When Emperor Hongshi's half-awakened will emerged, he had already possessed sufficient reason to act... It was only later that he had nearly drawn Mother of Creation over. That had truly been an accident.
A perilous accident.
Those beneath the Sacred Emperor found it difficult to truly understand the terror of such a struggle over the Great Dao.
The Empress Dowager silently accompanied him. The Nether Sacred Emperor's breathing adjustment this time was much slower than at any point before... but it would eventually be completed.
"How... are you?"
The Nether Sacred Emperor shook his head. "Emperor Hongshi was only half-awake, and he had already merged with the Dao. There's nothing frightening about him. Mother of Creation is the troublesome one. I have to be more careful."
The Empress Dowager nodded. Over the past ten thousand years, whether it was the Lotus Sacred Cult or the Thousand Year Demonic Cult, those who had disrupted the Human Race had all wanted to snatch a piece of meat from the Three Tianzuns.
The two had at most reached the level of half a cult, but they had never stirred up trouble in