No one could have imagined how devastating this day had been for Zhao Ziyue.
First, her fourth brother, Zhao Yunzong, had died—killed by the Evil Blade Supreme's vengeance. That meant the only male heir of the Royal Zhao Clan in her generation, as she had believed, was gone as well.
Second, there was King of Xuanyue's attitude toward her.
Not a trace remained of his former kindness and affection. On the contrary, the way King of Xuanyue looked at her was filled with hatred, as though she were the sinner who had betrayed the Royal Zhao Clan. He seemed to wish he could slice her into a thousand pieces.
After King of Xuanyue's heavy bellow of "Get out," Zhao Ziyue left the royal palace in a daze. She was utterly lost; even heartbreak was not enough to describe her despair.
She had no idea how she was supposed to face what came next.
Like a walking corpse, she returned to the Princess Residence.
She issued an order to suspend the Three Kingdoms Prodigy Competition, then locked herself in her room.
No matter how her subordinates called outside, anxiously asking after her condition, she would not open the door.
Inside the cave.
A smile finally appeared on Li Yun's face.
After spending nearly two hundred billion Martial Cognition Points, he had finally completely elevated the incomparably profound Mystic Sound Soul Gathering Art to the Perfection Realm within five hours, fully absorbing and comprehending it.
The Mystic Sound Soul Gathering Art at the Perfection Realm opened Li Yun's eyes once more, making him understand again that the Martial Arts and Secret Arts of this world were by no means limited to simple offense and defense.
Some Martial Arts and Secret Arts with special effects were not inferior to offensive or defensive