A Hundred Years

Zhong Shenxiu gazed at Feng Xi'er with a laughing smile.

Phoenix Cries over Mount Qi!

Naturally, he was fated to have ties with the phoenix, so the first true spirit he personally selected to descend into the lower realm was King Wu Ji Fa, the reincarnation of Feng Xi'er!

But Feng Xi'er did not recognize him.

After all, Zhong Shenxiu now wore the appearance of Jiang Shang, with red lips, white teeth, and a head of snow-white hair.

"Who are you?"

"What place is this realm?"

Feng Xi'er had achieved the Divine Immortal position and was now comparable to a Primordial Core. Every movement she made was bolstered by the Great Zhou's Dragon Qi. Within Great Zhou, she was invincible, and she asked coldly,

"I'm your teacher, Jiang Shang!"

Zhong Shenxiu sighed. "This world has yet to open the netherworld. Disciple, you have opened the Dragon Court Blessed Land, which can be counted as a form of compensation. Do your work well. In the future, you may yet have a share of authority in the netherworld."

Feng Xi'er, clad in a robe of five-colored radiance, actually did not dare to attack.

She had a premonition that even more terrifying existences lay hidden behind this Jiang Shang...

That sensation was even stronger than that given off by the most powerful expert she had ever seen!

"Are you... an envoy of the Queen Mother of the West?"

she guessed.

Originally, Feng Xi'er had believed that after achieving the Divine Immortal realm and gaining the protection of Great Zhou's destiny, she would be able to guard Great Zhou for a thousand years and stand on equal footing with the deities.

But only now did she realize how laughable her thoughts had been.

The more she learned, the more she understood her own ignorance!