Just as the war to unify Douluo Planet was raging in full swing.
Inside the office of Mingdu's Presidential Palace, Situ Xuan had his head lowered as he dealt with battle reports sent in from all over, his fingertips sliding across the paper, his expression calm.
Suddenly, the space inside the office rippled without warning. A slender figure slowly stepped out of a Space Rift, without alerting a single guard.
It was a stunningly cold woman. Her long purple-black hair fell to her waist, faint dark-purple demonic markings covered the area around her brows and eyes, and she wore a pitch-black long dress, the hem embroidered with eerie thorn patterns. Faint black mist and lightning curled around her. Her brows and eyes were icy, without the slightest warmth, as if she were ice that had not melted in ten thousand years.
Situ Xuan slowly raised his head, still pinching a victory report from the front line between his fingers. He looked at the uninvited guest before him with great interest, the corner of his mouth curving into a playful arc.
"If I'm not mistaken, you should be that Demon Empress from the Holy Spirit Cult?"
The Demon Empress was silent for a moment, then nodded lightly. Her cool voice rang out inside the office.
"That's me."
Situ Xuan bared his white teeth, his smile growing even brighter.
"Good. As long as you admit it."
Before his voice had even fallen, a pale golden ancient-tree pattern suddenly lit up between Situ Xuan's brows. Brilliant golden light erupted in an instant, like a dazzling sun, completely enveloping both of them.
Shift Form and Change Scenery!
In the blink of an eye, the two of them went straight from the heavily guarded office of Mingdu's Presidential Palace to the sky above the West