The Fusang Holy Maiden was asking.
She was asking whether the sovereign she had chosen would accept her love, live and die with her from this day forward, and spend their lives together.
How would the azure-robed youth answer?
Could there truly be anyone in this world who would let a woman like her down?
Clang!
The azure-robed youth gave no answer. Whether he accepted or refused, no one could tell.
He drew his sword. Cold killing intent bloomed as he walked toward the Fusang Sun Immortal Fruit. He stopped before a hazy mist of space and time, then looked back at the woman.
An eight-step Dao Child's aura lay within.
Wherever this eight-step Dao Child had come from, whatever he had come for, none of it mattered. The only thing that mattered was that he had violated the Immortal Sect's laws. Therefore, he could die.
"This is a mist of space and time. It may connect with another sect."
The Fusang Holy Maiden explained softly, "Leaving opportunities within time and nurturing them there isn't a technique exclusive to the Fusang Sacred Land. Other sects may possess such arts as well. That means we may meet at a low point in time and have to fight over what lies there."
"But Your Majesty, there is no danger here."
"You may make any decision you wish."
The Fusang Holy Maiden continued, "At this point in time, the two True Immortal Heirs are in Myriad Laws Imperial Heaven. The Solar God Heir and the Seven Kill Sword Heir are gravely wounded. No other living being can threaten you."
Everything she did was meticulous, accounting for every angle. This timing was no coincidence.
"There should be an old acquaintance inside," the Fusang Holy Maiden guessed.
A sect that had been entangled with the