Before leaving for the Dark Forest, Shiheng made one last stop in the bedchamber in the deepest part of the imperial palace.
The hall was quiet and peaceful, perpetually suffused with a gentle, harmonious God-level aura that shut out all the turmoil of court and the clamor of the mortal world. Shiheng stood still, his gaze composed and tender, his eyes fixed on Kelin Xiaoman as she meditated with her eyes closed, stabilizing her divine foundation.
He knew full well that the Necropolis of the Gods Secret Realm was perilous and unpredictable, harboring ancient secrets and endless unknowns. Once they parted, the troubles ahead would be impossible to foresee. Undercurrents stirred among the deities lying low across the continent, and countless hidden dangers would seize their chance to surface.
Only by leaving behind an inescapable, lethal contingency and safeguarding her with the power of the Supreme Laws could he ensure that Kelin Xiaoman remained safe and secure in the imperial palace, free from the harassment and threats of petty villains.
With a shift of his thoughts, a vast, boundless aura of laws, formless and intangible, quietly spread around Shiheng.
Three restrictions, restrained to the utmost and concealing every trace of their emanations, yet containing the twin essences of Fate and Destruction, condensed from his soul. Silently, they slipped into the void and vanished into the depths of Kelin Xiaoman's soul essence in an instant, binding themselves firmly and completely to her life, soul, and bloodline, to remain with her forever.
These three restrictions were innate killing moves Shiheng had personally forged after fully integrating and mastering the two Supreme Laws of Fate and Destruction. Ordinarily, they lay buried deep within her soul. Even a Midgod, or a weaker Highgod, would be unable to detect the slightest trace of them with