Sorry, Chief Steward Niu

"I'll go meet the National Teacher!" The Outworlder gave a cold laugh, waved a hand, and vanished from Cloud Phoenix Palace.

BOOM!

Before long, fierce fighting erupted in the distance, its flames lighting up half the sky above the entire imperial palace.

"It's the Empress! The Empress has made her move! I'm saved!"

When the Emperor saw a slender black figure appear to stop the National Teacher, he was overjoyed, excited as a child.

The Outworlder had no time to pay the Emperor any attention. She focused instead on fighting the National Teacher.

In the Dreamscape, Yun Ling'er was in a league of her own, a T0 existence.

The T1 tier below her was where she and the National Teacher stood. As for the others, like Wind Rain Thunder Lightning, they were all small fry.

Even Zhao Han was a small fry in her eyes.

In truth, Zhao Han stood somewhere between T0 and T1.

He couldn't beat the female lead, Yun Ling'er; he'd even be killed instantly by her.

But against the Outworlder and the National Teacher, whose mental strength was inferior to Zhao Han's, taking them both down would be as easy as lifting a hand.

If Yun Ling'er didn't have two souls in one body, killing the Outworlder would be the same as killing Yun Ling'er. Zhao Han would have dealt with the Outworlder long ago.

Though he was stronger than the two of them, Zhao Han couldn't act carelessly. Otherwise, he'd violate the Dreamscape's logic and cause Yun Ling'er to wake up abruptly.

Once she woke, the Nightmare would die, and all Zhao Han's efforts would have been for nothing.

The Outworlder and the National Teacher fought fiercely above the imperial palace. One wanted to drive the National Teacher back; the other wanted to hold the