Leng Qingsong spared the old emperor's wretched life, but left him in even greater agony.
When Leng Qingsong returned to the Flower Boat and looked back at that figure who seemed to have gone mad, his face no longer held any expression.
The Flower Boat stopped before the Main Hall slowly rose into the air, carrying Ouyang and the others into the sky.
"Second Brother, what on earth did that sword strike of yours cut loose?" Ouyang lay on the Flower Boat's deck, looking at a corner of the towering palace in the sky. Beside him, Hu Tutu had already fallen fast asleep, smacking her lips.
Ouyang found it quite novel. He had never seen a palace suddenly appear in the sky before.
And although it was plainly right before them, no matter how high they flew, they still could not touch even a corner of the palace. It was truly wondrous!
"This is an Immortal Secret Realm! Only when it opens will the entire realm fully reveal itself. Speaking of which, even your Azure Cloud Sect wouldn't sit idly by when faced with a secret realm like this!" Chang Xiaoyue glanced at the secret realm before them and said to Ouyang.
"Why are you looking for me instead of taking care of your little husband?" Ouyang asked without turning his head, still watching the Immortal Secret Realm in the sky.
Having just broken through, Leng Qingsong's cultivation was unstable, and he was still in his room regulating his breathing to consolidate it.
Chang Xiaoyue sat on the deck, gazing somewhat absently toward the secret realm. "When I was little, I really admired Uncle-Master Hu Yun, because everything he said would eventually come true. So I always thought he could never be wrong. But this time, I keep feeling like