Women's Kingdom

At that moment, a majestic pressure surged forth like a colossal dragon awakening, causing the entire palace to tremble as countless eyes fixed on the central hall.

This oppressive force far surpassed what Yun Yun and the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King had once unleashed—it was incomparable, leagues apart in magnitude.

The forty or fifty figures nearby also radiated powerful auras, including several Dou Wangs, though most were Dou Lings.

Xiao Yi Xian gazed at the graceful silhouette upon the throne. The Sword Box on her back trembled, as if stirring something, and a sovereign aura that dominated the world suddenly awakened.

A presence akin to a Dou Zong erupted from Xiao Yi Xian, instantly overwhelming every other pressure in the hall.

From beneath her worn Bronze Mask, Xiao Yi Xian's lowered eyes stared fixedly ahead, her purple hair and robes billowing without wind.

"Hmm?"

On the elevated throne, a graceful figure looked at Xiao Yi Xian, a flicker of fear flashing in her eyes as the wave-like pressure bore down on her relentlessly.

Everyone present was shaken by Xiao Yi Xian's aura; even the weaker Dou Lings trembled uncontrollably.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

As the fleeting pressure vanished, the graceful figure on the high platform descended step by step. Her golden gown swayed with her dazzling golden hair in the breeze.

Xiao Yi Xian observed the veiled woman before her—serene and gentle, with skin like translucent jade and eyes as brilliant as a starry river.

She wore an elegant silver-white dress, her cascading hair flowing freely from her shoulders down to her slender waist.

The glimpses of fair legs beneath the dress drew Xiao Yi Xian's attention, and the woman's innate air of authority rivaled the descriptions of Medusa in the original texts.

Even Xiao Yi Xian couldn't help but feel a flash of admiration as she watched the approaching figure.

Her complexion was strikingly pale, and her light-golden eyes seemed to hold an ocean of stars, though the veil obscured her true features.

Little Spirit, standing nearby, looked at the woman with a hint of confusion, sensing a trace of familiarity.

Liu Yan kept his head lowered, knowing he was far too insignificant to provoke trouble.

He feared even more that the powerful figure before them might see through his young lady's secret technique—he knew the pressure was convincing but lacked true strength behind it.

Chi Han coiled tightly around Xiao Yi Xian's arm within her sleeve, terrified. His master's cultivation had only recovered to Da Dou Shi, after all.

This woman was undoubtedly stronger than the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King. In his mind, his master could crush her, but the problem was that she hadn't regained her full power yet.

Yes, he believed Xiao Yi Xian was a former powerhouse who had fallen in cultivation due to some reason...

"This Concubine—Fu Ya—greets the senior!" Fu Ya lifted a faint smile beneath her veil, bowing respectfully to Xiao Yi Xian.

Her melodious voice reached Xiao Yi Xian's ears, soothing and pleasant. She was certain this woman was not only powerful but also exceptionally beautiful.

The ethereal beauty, like that of the Elf Queen, made Xiao Yi Xian suddenly want to say, "I want to tear off this woman's veil."

But the thought passed quickly—her strength didn't allow it, and a strong person had to maintain their dignity.

Fu Ya smiled faintly beneath her veil, studying the calm eyes behind the worn Bronze Mask.

That pressure just now was far beyond a mere Dou Zong. She didn't know how this little girl had entered, but it was certainly no simple matter.

Though she appeared as a child, it could easily be the peculiar preference of some ancient monster.

Her respectful bow was also an apology for her earlier actions. Though she was a peak Dou Emperor, she understood the gap between a Dou Zong and a Dou Emperor all too well.

Moreover, she believed Xiao Yi Xian was no ordinary Dou Zong.

Xiao Yi Xian looked at the stunning figure before her and said calmly, "What place is this, and who are you?"

A peculiar glint flashed in Fu Ya's eyes as she replied respectfully, "This is the small world of my Flower and Grass Elf Tribe. This Concubine is the current queen—Fu Ya!"

Hearing Fu Ya's words, Xiao Yi Xian pondered these matters. What surprised her most was that this was a small world.

A world was not something just anyone could create. Even a Dou Zun might struggle to forge a small world, though some exceptionally gifted Dou Zun could manage it.

Dou Qi was originally meant to "strengthen bones and tendons, nourish the body."

A Dou Zhe "condenses a vortex."

A Dou Shi forms a "Dou Qi gauze robe."

A Da Dou Shi achieves "Dou Qi Armor."

A Dou Ling can "condense Dou Qi into objects."

The hallmark of a Dou Wang is "Fighting Energy transformation into wings."

A Dou Emperor is similar, also using "Fighting Energy transformation into wings."

At Dou Zong, the difference lies in comprehending space—"stepping on the void."

A Dou Zun masters "spatial power," and if strong enough to become a Half Saint below a Dou Saint, opening a space is also possible.

Only a Dou Saint can create a "realm," while a Dou Di is a continent-level powerhouse, an invincible existence.

Xiao Yi Xian lightly sensed this small world—its Dou Qi was indeed one-tenth denser than the outside, matching the description of a small world.

"We stumbled into this place by accident. Is there a way out?" Xiao Yi Xian glanced at the graceful figure beside her and said indifferently.

"Hmm," Fu Ya mused for a moment before replying calmly, "My tribe has lived here for generations and knows no way out. Only—"

"Only what?" Xiao Yi Xian looked at Fu Ya, who was feigning mystery, with a faint sense of unease.

"Only by venturing into the Forbidden Ground and reaching its deepest depths might there be a way out!" Fu Ya said seriously after a moment of thought.

When Fu Ya said this, many of the elders who were in the know sharply inhaled, and even quite a few members of the Flora Clan had no idea this Forbidden Ground existed, believing the world before them was all there was.

Fu Ya glanced at Xiao Yi Xian and, seeing that this powerhouse showed no reaction, breathed a sigh of relief. Her words carried a hint of selfish motive, but more than that, they were the truth.

She believed that under the perception of a powerhouse's soul force, they would sense she wasn't lying.

Indeed, Fu Ya's eyes now brimmed with sincerity—at least the exit route really did lie deep within that Forbidden Ground.

Besides, she was no true Dou Zong expert; she was merely a newbie who had just broken through to Da Dou Shi not long ago.

Watching Furong, who was staring fixedly at her, Xiao Yi Xian felt quite helpless inside. What could she do? She had to reach the Tagor Desert ahead of schedule.

Liu Yan behind her wiped the cold sweat from his brow, dreading a fight—if one broke out, everything would be ruined.

Little Spirit tilted her head and said to Xiao Yi Xian, "Sister, then let's go take on the Forbidden Ground. Don't we have important business to attend to?"

Xiao Yi Xian looked at Little Spirit with eyes full of approval. She had been waiting for an excuse to step down gracefully; otherwise, it would be hard to keep up appearances...

Xiao Yi Xian lightly flicked a strand of her long hair with her finger and said with interest, "Oh? Then This Seat would like to see what this so-called Forbidden Ground of your clan really is."

Fu Ya nodded from the side, then looked at Little Spirit with a hint of surprise in her eyes. She could sense that this child felt somewhat close to them, likely one of their own.

Fu Ya then said respectfully to Xiao Yi Xian, "Then might I ask Senior to rest here at Little King's place for the night, and set out tomorrow?"

Xiao Yi Xian nodded and said, "Very well. This Seat is rather tired as well."

Under Liu Yan's silent complaints behind her, she followed a maidservant and left everyone's sight.

Stepping out of the palace, the scene before her reflected in Xiao Yi Xian's eyes—a towering giant tree stood in the center, surrounded by houses clustered around it.

Abundant natural energy filled this small world, its density even surpassing that of the outside.

The ancient buildings were steeped in history, and Xiao Yi Xian noticed that all the officials she had seen in the palace were women; even the soldiers around her and the distant crowds were female.

This was entirely a Women's Kingdom!

Women were everywhere, and the view ended abruptly at a green barrier—this small world was truly tiny.