Everyone felt it, astonishment washing over them again and again. There were a hundred thousand of them, yet Xia Qiuer could bestow such power on them all?
Even if they knew nothing about the mortal Dao, they understood that Xia Qiuer's blessing would surely hurt her.
When they looked at Xia Qiuer, they found that the Great Dao Atlas behind her had become so transparent it was almost invisible, and the myriad Daos upon it had vanished.
All the kings immediately grew worried.
"Don't worry, everyone."
Xia Qiuer rose with a show of composure and smiled at the Immortal Kings. Bowing with her hands clasped, she said, "Qiu'er will wait here in the Imperial Court for your triumphant return and prepare a welcoming feast for everyone."
The Immortal Kings clasped their hands. "We will fulfill our mission!"
Xia Qiuer nodded and looked at Bing Luoling behind her.
Bing Luoling understood. With an upward motion of her palm, she sent all hundred thousand Immortal Kings into the sky.
At the same time, a massive purple-and-gold hand descended from the heavens and carried the hundred thousand Immortal Kings away.
Only after all the kings had left did Xia Qiuer's legs give out. She collapsed into Bing Luoling's arms, her lips and face as pale as paper.
"Why put yourself through this?" Bing Luoling sighed, her heart aching.
"In games between great figures, the little people beneath them shouldn't always be the ones who get hurt." Xia Qiuer shook her head and said no more. She did not regret what she had done.
The Eighteenth Layer Heavenly Vault.
The same place, the same manifestation of the Emperor Lord, but a different hundred thousand people.
Liu Mengyu, Ao Cheng, and Su Xin stood in silence.
A month earlier, Hong Feiyu, Yang Ling, and the