Crack... crack...
Broken chains of laws streaked across the void from time to time, producing a teeth-grating sound.
The suppression of the rules here was even more terrifying. Even physical strength was greatly weakened. Cultivators walking here felt as though they carried mountains on their backs, each step requiring immense force.
An ancient, heavy aura filled the air, as though countless eyes were watching from the shadows.
Within a cluster of ruined palaces floating beneath the blood-colored heavens, inside the towering central hall that remained largely intact—
The Undying Heavenly Empress sat upon an imperial throne carved from some kind of Divine Jade.
She still wore that exquisitely luxurious Feather-Robed Immortal Garment. Its hem trailed across the ground, tassels hanging down, every feather shimmering with seven-colored immortal light.
Under the dim light of the hall, her peerlessly beautiful face appeared ever colder and loftier. The vermilion mark between her brows was crimson as blood, adding several degrees of majesty and beauty to her whole being.
A hundred years had passed, and compared to when she had first emerged from her seal, her aura seemed even more unfathomably profound.
Tap... tap...
Her slender jade-like fingers lightly tapped the armrest of the throne. Her phoenix eyes were half-closed, as if she were dozing, yet also as if sensing something.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, she opened her eyes.
Two dazzling golden flashes streaked through them like lightning tearing apart the night sky.
"Found you..."
Her red lips parted slightly. Her voice was stunning, like heavenly music, yet carried an indescribable mockery and killing intent.
Whoosh...
Before her words had faded, her figure had already vanished from the throne.
The next instant,
Within an unknown spatial node of the Imperial Pass, the old man in hemp robes, who had been watching Shao Hanyun wield the remnant