"Your Majesty seemed to have anticipated the matter of strange outsiders descending from heaven long ago..."
Zhang Huang'er approached through the hazy mist and rain, holding a red umbrella. She looked like someone who had stepped out of a painting, carrying a sense of unreality.
The years had left few traces upon her.
Nor was Zhang Huang'er merely a pretty ornament. Over the past decade, part of the state affairs had been entrusted to her, including the Empire's intelligence network hidden in the darkness.
Compared to men, women's minds were undoubtedly more delicate, and in certain matters, more ruthless. They were instead better suited to intelligence work.
Yet though they were husband and wife, because they had to conquer the realm, they spent more time apart than together.
"The matter of these strange outsiders had shown signs long ago. It was simply that without cultivation capable of reaching the heavens and spanning the earth, one could not perceive it."
"And between myself and these outsiders, there is still a thread of karmic cause and effect."
Zhao Cheng did not hide it.
Or rather, given his current cultivation and his current position, there was no need for him to conceal anything.
"These past few days, this concubine has been having a dream. The world in that dream was nearly identical to the present age, save for several different people."
As Zhang Huang'er spoke, she looked toward Zhao Cheng.
Time had long since settled upon Zhao Cheng as well, but compared to before, his bearing and presence had only become more unfathomable. At a single glance, one could sense only the meaning that Heaven's intent stood too high to question. He was no longer human, but Heaven itself.
This was the path of an earthly Dao kingdom, where great power returned to