Night!
Inside a palace in the God Heir Palace, Yu Qianqian's alluring body straddled Ning Xiaochuan. After a long while, accompanied by a soft gasp, she slowly lay sprawled across Ning Xiaochuan's chest.
Quietly savoring that feeling of happiness, Yu Qianqian's face remained flushed even after the time it took for an incense stick to burn. "Did you and Monk Tan Qian really go to the Truth Heavenly Kingdom before? During this time, I specifically looked into information on the Truth Heavenly Kingdom. They say it is the holiest, most perfect, fairest, and most supreme place in this world. But why, after you and Monk Tan Qian returned this time, are you trying to persuade everyone not to enter the Truth Heavenly Kingdom?"
"The most perfect world?" Ning Xiaochuan's palm brushed across Yu Qianqian's smooth, fragrant shoulder, but his expression was somewhat dazed.
In the several decades since leaving the Great Evolution World, Ning Xiaochuan had entered several worlds in succession. Whether it was the utterly vicious Nine Nether Land, the martial-prosperous God River Civilization, or finally the supreme Truth Heavenly Kingdom, each of those three worlds had its own distinct laws of operation.
Yet without question, none of them could be called perfect.
Perhaps when the Truth Heavenly Kingdom had first been established, everything truly had been perfect. That was why the legend of the most perfect empire in the world had arisen.
But now, after countless years had passed, even this most perfect empire had begun to rot from within.
Thus, the Truth Heavenly Kingdom could only be considered the strongest empire, not the most perfect one.
Lying quietly on the bed, Ning Xiaochuan's experiences of the past several decades swiftly flashed through his mind.
The dead Thunder Light Main God.
Mo Tuo Mountain, which had suppressed an