Erasing the Curse, Lady Three-Flower's Origins!

Silence returned to the great hall.

Li Qingshan stood where he was, silent for a long time.

He had survived countless battles to the death and witnessed many powerful cultivators fall.

Yet standing where the Chosen Immortal King had vanished, he felt something rise within him that he could not put into words.

The Ninefold Dao Immortal King, who had shaken Supreme Emperor Heaven three million years ago, a peerless prodigy who wielded nine Great Dao laws alone, had ultimately been reduced to a wisp of remnant soul guarding this empty immortal palace.

That wisp had waited a full three million years for someone capable of reaching this place.

Then it had faded away.

Lady Three-Flower crouched in midair, her amber eyes fixed on where the Chosen Immortal King had vanished, her tail swaying gently.

Her voice held less of its usual arrogance and more of a rare wistfulness.

"That wasn't the Chosen Immortal King's remnant soul, merely a lingering obsession that had yet to dissipate. Had he left behind even a single intact wisp of his soul, his cultivation at the peak of the Immortal King level would have allowed him to recover completely after three million years of nurturing."

Lady Three-Flower paused, a trace of melancholy entering her voice.

"That boy really is dead."

"Not a remnant soul, only a lingering obsession? So that's how it was!"

Li Qingshan sighed softly and turned toward her, his voice somewhat subdued. "Senior, what exactly is that Mastermind Behind the Scenes?"

Lady Three-Flower fell silent for a moment.

Her ears flattened back, and her tail stopped swaying. An exceedingly complicated look flickered through her amber eyes.

There was wariness, anger, and a trace of fear Li Qingshan had never seen before.

"Your cultivation is still too low."

Lady Three-Flower sighed softly.