"Where do you think you're going?!"
Ren Qiuli gathered all her power in a single sweep, letting hurricanes and thunder coil around her as she chased after him, like a colossal whale swallowing the sea as it plunged into the surging river of history.
She was willing to squander a great deal of strength just to close in on Jiang Wang's trail.
Scenes from history flashed past like galloping horses and fleeting blossoms. At this moment, her eyes seemed to become whirlpools as she pushed her calculating power to its limit.
Within the river of history, towering waves rolled backward. Two tiny specks of light, one before and one behind, fled and pursued.
No power belonging to another could be trusted. Only what one possessed oneself was eternal truth.
Just as Longevity Lord's expectations for Lu Shuanghe had come to nothing.
Ren Qiuli understood this principle deeply, which was why she had prepared two contingencies from the very beginning.
She remained seated in that armchair woven from black threads, never shifting so much as a step from beginning to end. That chair was formed from the loose ends of countless histories, and she herself was the core of the "Spacetime Mirror River Heavenly Secret Array."
She borrowed the power of Yue Kingdom's history, while naturally retaining strength of her own.
She had borrowed the Yue Kingdom's Son of Heaven Seal to suppress unforeseen complications that supreme figures like Wen Zhong and Gao Zheng might create. And once those "unforeseen complications" occurred, she would draw out their strength and make it her own.
If Wen Zhong and Gao Zheng refused to wield their swords for her, then she would grind their souls and shatter their spirits, forging the two of them into swords.
She would personally wield those blades, seize the