Yanfu.
Rumble.
A massive bolt of lightning split the dense clouds and exploded above Hong Zhuang's head.
The lightning fractured into countless serpents of electricity, spreading in all directions and covering the sky.
The electric serpents had only just vanished when another bolt came crashing down. Yet before it could approach the giant dragon carrying Cang Lei's palace, it was separated by an invisible force.
"Congratulations, Miss Hong Zhuang."
A deep, hoarse voice rang out. Throne General Xing Ba walked over. Dressed in black from head to toe, he wore a melancholy expression, completely unlike his appearance when he had pursued Lu Gong through the Mortal World.
Hong Zhuang smiled charmingly. "General Xing Ba, since you've been walking so close to me, you should be careful not to be isolated by the other generals."
Xing Ba said expressionlessly, "Miss Hong Zhuang withstood His Majesty's 'Seedling Pulling Technique' and was personally acknowledged by His Majesty as a general."
"How many of those fools could endure the 'Seedling Pulling Technique'? What right do they have to look down on Miss Hong Zhuang? Being isolated by such fools costs you nothing."
Hong Zhuang covered her mouth and laughed. "General, you truly act according to your nature. Among us aberrations rejected by heaven and earth, such a temperament is rare."
Xing Ba said indifferently, "I do things based only on whether I like them. I never care whether they ought to be done."
At that moment, the giant dragon let out a long, resonant cry.
Xing Ba's expression tightened. "We've arrived."
Hong Zhuang could not hide her curiosity. "Arrived where?"
"Xuan You Hall." Xing Ba's face was filled with longing.
Hong Zhuang's entire body trembled. "The palace said to be where 'Mother' resides—the great hall where our clan's Royal City is also located?"