"Senior..."
Seeing everyone around her fall silent, the woman breathed a little easier. She glanced back at Taikang, whose expression was calm, neither surprised nor alarmed.
When he caught her gaze, Taikang took her hand. "Go on, my beloved consort. I have already said what I wished to say."
The woman nodded and smiled faintly. Then she touched her forehead. A soft glow shone through it, and a hazy Talisman flew out!
"Hm?"
The change caught everyone off guard. Surprise showed on every face!
Taixuanzi and the other gods of the Sacred Hall frowned.
"The Imperial Consort is a Deity? When did she become one? What authority does she hold?"
But with Chen Cuo before them, no one dared ask those questions outright. They only stared at the Talisman, each turning over his own thoughts.
Others might not dare examine it closely, but Chen Cuo had no such scruples. He sent his Divine Thought and Divine Sense toward it alongside his gaze, only to detect something strange.
"This Divine Spirit Talisman..." A thought stirred in his mind, and he caught a faint clue. "It is incomplete."
Hum!
As he thought this, the Talisman suddenly flared!
Hum!
His five senses trembled faintly.
The Divine Sense Chen Cuo had sent out blurred, slipping beyond his control for an instant!
Chen Cuo froze. At his current level of Dao Attainment, his nature and life were one, and thought and flesh could transform into each other. The thoughts and Divine Sense he sent out were like extensions of his limbs. Though he lost control for a moment, a turn of his mind restored the connection. Only after regaining control did he realize...
"My Divine Sense is back. No—it has returned to its state a breath ago, as though I never sent it out!"
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