Above the Eastern Sea, a storm raged.
Tai Shao's figure shone amid the rosy glow, her body of thought as solid as flesh. Though she still looked like a tender young girl, her aura had already transcended that form.
All emotions bowed their heads, all thoughts followed her, as though she were the sovereign of myriad cognitions.
She swept her sleeve toward the Hung Abyss Pearls and said with a cheerful grin, "I wasn't the reason you lost the profound thunder. What good does coming after me do? Why not storm the Heaven's Will Sect and cut down that bastard Si Zhe?"
"Hmph!" The White Dragon roared in fury, her tail whipping up a towering flood. "Enough nonsense! Survive first, then talk!"
As her words fell, nineteen Hung Abyss Pearls collided with the rosy glow, their vast, awe-inspiring might sweeping across heaven and earth in all directions. The Dragon Empress's strength was extraordinary as well. After a brief deadlock, the azure pearls overpowered the rosy glow and smashed straight toward Tai Shao.
"Your Majesty is every bit as strong as you were back then."
Tai Shao teased her, still unruffled. With a light tap of her finger, the rosy glow shifted from tangible substance into illusory emotion.
Joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hatred, and desire-the seven emotions flowed in turn, unsettling the mind. No one knew where those emotions arose, much less how to stop them. Whoever saw them would have their heart thrown into turmoil.
The White Dragon was no exception. Countless tangled lingering obsessions rose within her heart: resentment at Dragonkind's decline, hatred for the Three Sects' evil deeds...
Those myriad emotions and thoughts ground away at her mind. Before she could grow accustomed to one, another swiftly took its place, as though determined to breed heart demons