Inside the Barbarian Spirit Hall, Princess Changle stood silently before the quiet room where Ye Zhen was in seclusion. Her slender fingers were twisted together until they reddened, just like her current state of mind—anxious to the extreme.
Unable to contact Ye Zhen, Liu Feng and Gu Tieqi of North Sea Commandery could only reach out to Princess Changle, who knew his whereabouts.
Princess Changle had read their urgent letters, all concerning matters at the Luoyi imperial court, and she understood them.
With Princess Changle's knowledge and experience, she naturally understood what this signified.
The consequences could not have been more severe.
But after the Myriad Bones Samsara Seal suppressed his divine soul, Ye Zhen could not receive any messages from the outside world unless he woke up of his own accord.
Or unless he was forcibly awakened.
Yet Ye Zhen was at the critical juncture of a breakthrough. Forcibly waking him would bring equally grave consequences.
At best, his cultivation would fall. At worst, he would suffer qi deviation, perhaps even damage to the source of his divine soul.
Thus, although Princess Changle understood just how serious the situation had become, she still neither dared nor could forcibly awaken Ye Zhen.
This was the source of Princess Changle's immense torment.
Forcibly waking Ye Zhen would bring consequences that were far too severe.
But if she did not forcibly wake Ye Zhen, the consequences would be just as grave. A military order from the Grand Celestial Master could cost people their heads.
Sometimes, making such a choice was the hardest thing of all.
Just as Princess Changle was caught in immense turmoil, Lou Han, another trusted subordinate she had taken in and appointed as the Right Grand Chief Priest of the Barbarian Spirit Hall, appeared behind her.
"Hall Master, someone