A strange mark appeared between Fan Qingmeng's brows, and its shadow was reflected between Han Jinyue's brows as well. At that instant, something Han Jinyue could not perceive was stripped from her and settled upon Fan Qingmeng.
"Who dares?!"
At that very moment, upon a level invisible to the naked eye and difficult even for the mind to sense, within an ocean-like sea of fortune, a fire phoenix spread its wings. It unleashed boundless Bright Light, annihilating all demons and evil.
Fan Qingmeng's extraordinary Dao art had stirred a response from the nation's fortune.
If the sovereign had merely been an ordinary person, such a response would have meant little. But Zhao Cheng walked the path of forging a Dao Nation, while Zhang Huang'er, as empress, was also a Daoist who cultivated the method of Yellow Heaven. With the two layered together—and in the Divine Capital, the heart of the realm's fortune—
This immediately drew Zhang Huang'er's gaze.
Boom!
On that unseen level, infinite light blotted out everything.
An hour later, in a secret chamber within an estate in the Divine Capital, Fan Qingmeng's aura rose and fell unsteadily.
"Zhang Huang'er... Fortunately, her cultivation is not high, and the Dao Nation has yet to be forged. Otherwise, once her station and authority had fully developed and fused with her completed station, she would truly have ascended to heaven in a single step. At that point, even a casual strike could never possess so little power..."
Fan Qingmeng thought.
She had met Zhang Huang'er before. This woman possessed an extraordinary fate. Though she fell slightly short of Fan Qingmeng, there had once been a time when their Dao arts were evenly matched. Since they were also the same age, many within Daoist circles had once ranked the two side by