In Zhao Lingxi's earlier message, she had only said that White Bone Bodhisattva's descent had failed, that Chu Sheng had fought the people of the White Bone Holy Hall, and that Luochen Star had been shattered.
Though there had only been a few brief sentences, every one of those events was enough to shake the entire Great Sheng Dynasty.
Especially White Bone Bodhisattva—how could such an existence suddenly descend? And how could that descent fail? Zhao Qingran was extremely curious.
Zhao Lingxi steadied herself and recounted everything that had happened on Luochen Star.
Zhao Qingran went from calm at first, to shocked later on, and finally to being completely dazed.
"His head was cut off, yet he didn't die? And he even borrowed White Bone Bodhisattva's power to break through to the peak of the Immortal General realm in one stroke?"
A deep sense of regret instantly welled up in her heart.
Such a peerless genius should have had an infinitely bright future.
Yet now, he had been thrown into the Demon-Locking Tower. What a pity...
But regret was regret. There was nothing she could do.
Mu Hanxi was her master, as well as her greatest support and aid.
She could not fall out with Mu Hanxi over Chu Sheng.
Yet soon, her brows furrowed as she sensed something amiss.
The moment Zhao Lingxi and the other two arrived on Luochen Star, White Bone Bodhisattva happened to descend. That was far too much of a coincidence!
Moreover, the Northern Abyss Star Sector was Great Sheng territory. Such a massive upheaval had occurred there, so why had the imperial capital received no news at all?
Zhao Qingran looked at Zhao Lingxi, only to see her eyes shift slightly.
"Elder Sister, I once suspected... whether Father Emperor..."
Zhao Qingran hurriedly lowered her