At this point, Miss Qilin breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as she can return to the royal city, even without external aid, the Immortal Kingdom still has hope of resolving the demon chaos in this battle.
But for some reason, even at this point, her mood became a little complicated.
"I owe you one more time..."
For some unknown reason, Miss Qilin took a step forward, walked to Luo Wusheng's side, and faced him.
One hand gently touched the handsome face of the young man with a force that would not affect the magic saint's spell casting.
She suddenly laughed softly: "I really am. During this demon rebellion, wasn't my most reliable helper always here?"
"If you can survive this disaster safely, then whatever happened during the Red Dust Backlash will be up to you as long as it is not exposed."
"When the royal city is settled, I will probably tell you some secrets."
"But it's a bit of a shame to be the empress of the emperor. If I wasn't worried that my identity as the Golden Seal Qilin of the Six Gates would be exposed after adding the title of the empress's biological sister, in fact... it wouldn't be bad to recruit you as the prince consort?"
"Forget it. Anyway, I can still do it by then..."
The speech stopped abruptly.
Miss Qilin felt that the space channel behind her had been opened.
If nothing unexpected happens, she will soon have to fight against the new leader of the demon clan.
According to the calculations in the plan, with her three bodies combined into one, plus the power of her immortal soul, plus some additional factors, she has a great chance of winning when facing the new leader of the demon clan.
But plans sometimes fail to keep up with changes.
In a fight of that level, anything could happen.
Well, anyway, the space rift has been opened, and the person in front of me has not yet truly awakened...
Ms. Qilin, come closer again.
Boom, boom, boom.
The next moment, their lips touched lightly, and then withdrew as if they were electrocuted.
"Let's leave it at that for now."
The girl, whose breathing was a little disordered, spoke to herself as she wrapped the white robe that originally belonged to Luo Wusheng tightly around her body, covering half of her beautiful face and hiding the alluring blush.
She turned around quickly, without even being able to use teleport. She covered her head and staggered towards the place where she sensed the spatial fluctuations.
Then…
puff!
"Ah! Who plotted against me...Huh? You look familiar?"
The clear voice of a girl sounded at an inopportune time.
Miss Qilin was sure that this was not her own voice.
"The space has changed. What happened... Master, Senior Brother?!"
Another girl's voice started out low, as if she was in a bad mood, but at the last two words, the pitch suddenly rose an octave.
Only then did Miss Qilin come to her senses.
Suddenly, two girls appeared in front of her.
A man with a wooden sword on his waist, a broad mind and a peerless appearance.
A person wearing a white fairy dress, like a demon or fairy, not like a mortal.
Behind them, a space crack slowly closed... But Miss Qilin did not move.
With her level of perception, she discovered something after a brief perception.
This passage is for one person only, and only allows entry but not exit.
Miss Qilin: “…”
So was it too early for me to be happy
Also, what is the situation now
… …
In the space where the trial platform is located.
Miss Yan Yao, who was clearly a Taoist but dressed in an emperor's robe, frowned tightly.
The attempt to summon the immortal soul had reached the final step, but his mortal body had not responded since the memory of his social death was transmitted.
Could it be that when she and the Emperor's body first synchronized their memories, the thought of expelling the mortal body from my group stimulated the mortal body, causing it to believe that she was really abandoned
(No, my mortal body is still me after all, so I won’t get angry over such things.)
But the mortal body will never come back...
Miss Yan Yao looked at the sky.
This space should have been isolated from the outside world, but at this moment, dots of red light appeared in the vast sky.
"The new leader of the demon clan is also showing unusual behavior... What is he waiting for?"
To be honest, Miss Yan Yao had a bad feeling.
But now the arrow has been strung, and nothing has really happened to his mortal body. Now he just has to wait for his mortal body to return and then give it a try.
Thinking of this, she looked down again.
Even though some people have realized that something is wrong, the battle for the Human Immortal List is still going on.
It had to be carried out... because the competition for the Human Immortal Ranking was originally part of the ritual of inviting the immortal souls.
(According to the emperor's feedback, the royal city can still hold out for the time being, but once the new leader of the demon clan arrives, the demon clan will inevitably launch a full-scale attack...)
Whether or not one can stop all this depends on the mortal body... No.
"It depends on him."
In this chaos, [myself] was the most crucial help.
Chapter 459: Maybe this is the reason? (3k)
Royal city.
The demonic chaos has temporarily come to a halt.
Both the humans and the demons in the field stopped the idea of attacking.
Between heaven and earth, the boundary that originally divided the battlefield of the royal city had been broken, and the illusory royal city hanging upside down in the sky was now only a haze.
In the misty sky, three golden feathers were wrapped in the phantom of the Peng bird, flying through the air, scattering the thick and inky demonic aura, releasing their divine level of pressure to the fullest, making the air seem stagnant.
On the land of the royal city, intricate lines covered the original royal city formation, and power seemed to have turned into oil and gushed out from it, releasing a violent and evil aura, causing ripples to appear in the surrounding space.
This effect seemed to echo the three golden feathers in the sky, and a crack filled with an ominous feeling slowly tore open from a corner of the sky above the royal city.
It was just a tiny crack, but it gave off a suffocating sense of oppression like the end of the world.
Among the monsters in the royal city, the low-level monsters that emerged from the monster formation in the south of the city had already prostrated themselves on the ground.
Next came the Nascent Soul demons in the air, who bowed their heads in mid-air. Finally, it was the turn of the two great incarnation demons, the black bear and the peacock, who were closest to the sky, to make gestures of submission.
"Welcome the Demon Lord!"
The demons roared in confusion.
Although the existence behind the crack has not yet appeared, the royal city is already filled with demonic energy, as if it has fallen into the demon domain.
Only the Imperial Palace of the Immortal Kingdom and the connected area to the north of the Royal City were shrouded in brilliant golden light and were not disturbed by external evil.
Above the Imperial Palace, the Empress held the Sword of the Human King in her hand, her face pale.
What is different from before is that at this moment the Human King Sword has been returned to its sheath and is constantly evolving the shadows of all living beings, mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, the sun, moon and stars, blending into the surrounding golden light.
Beside her, the two elders Yun Lei had weak looks on their faces, but they pinched their fingers to transfer their spiritual power to the empress to make up for the other party's consumption.
But even so, with the Empress's cultivation level, it was still quite difficult for her to support such a golden light curtain formed by the power of the Human King Sword.
"Your Majesty, how long can you hold on?"
The old Taoist priest Lei Lao looked unhappy and asked a question.
Although the Empress's face turned pale, she remained calm: "If the demon tribe remains like this without any further action, with the help of the secret method, they can still hold on for half an hour."
"Your Majesty's mortal body has not responded yet?" Old Yun frowned.
The empress had previously told them vaguely that there was a problem with her mortal body.
In response to Elder Yun's question, the Empress shook her head slightly.
"Although there is no response, we should be close to escaping this difficulty."
In fact, it’s not that the mortal body has no response, but it’s better not to mention the content of the previous response.
As for escaping from the predicament, it was just her speculation... A certain demon sect saint had already eliminated the most difficult dangers with his mortal body, so he shouldn't be stuck at the last step, right
Of course, we should always prepare for the worst.
"If there is really no other way... I will first carry this immortal soul with my Taoist body."
The Empress said: "After that, wait for the mortal body to return, and then forcibly merge it with the mortal body."
"No! This approach will inevitably lead to insanity. Even if it succeeds, it will cause irreversible damage to your body, Your Majesty."
Elder Yun was the first to object: "If that's the case, I might as well give it a try and carry the immortal soul!"
The Empress said nothing.
There are conditions for carrying the immortal soul.
The name "Immortal Soul" is actually not quite accurate. It is not the soul of an immortal or something like that, but the soul of the ancient heaven.
The Heavenly Palace is a powerful organization that appeared in the last era of ancient times. A group of powerful people with unfathomable cultivation built this behemoth and endowed the fairyland with soul.
Ancient scrolls recorded that in ancient times, when cultivators who were recognized by the soul of heaven were in heaven, they would be blessed by the soul of heaven, and their strength would be greatly increased... Therefore, even the top powers in ancient times were unwilling to fight with the cultivators of heaven in heaven.
Now that the Heaven has fallen into ruins and there are no more Heavenly Monks, anyone who wants to borrow the power of immortal souls will inevitably suffer backlash.
Only a cultivator who is in the imperial position and has the luck of a dragon can minimize the effect of this backlash.
The Empress held the Human King Sword and looked at the gradually widening crack in the sky.
"It's okay, I trust him."
She whispered to herself.
… …
In the north of the royal city shrouded in golden light.
"Fortunately, we have already relocated all the people in the south of the city, and a large number of people have already entered the space for the Human Immortal Ranking. Otherwise, it would be difficult to squeeze in so many people from the royal city and cultivators in the north of the city alone."
Wearing a mask with feather patterns, Night Crow said some pretty good news, but his tone was unusually heavy.
His eyes swept downward.
In general, the people and monks in the royal city were relatively calm.
In fact, if the demon tribe had deployed the current formation directly at the beginning, at least half of these people and low-level cultivators would have been scared to death... But the seeds planted by the successive advantages in the previous battles against the demon tribe have already taken root in these people's hearts.
Since the fairy kingdom has been prepared for the previous battles, it should also have the means to deal with the later ones, so there is no need to be afraid.
Most people hold this mindset.
Especially the monks who had experienced the low-level battlefield in the south of the city.
They watched helplessly as the Qi Refining Stage demons performed all kinds of cruel actions in front of them as if they were played with... Even now, recalling the scene that seemed like purgatory for the demons, they couldn't stop feeling excited.
Especially since there were people in the crowd trying to ease the tense atmosphere at the moment.
"Eh? Miss, are you from Qianlong City? Is this your first time using the ordinary weapons of my Magic Weapon Pavilion? Haha, my ordinary weapons of the Magic Weapon Pavilion are easy to use, right? This was designed by our Saint Son Boss himself!"
"Since you have such a keen eye, I will tell you a secret... Do you know why my Magic Weapon Pavilion will supply the ordinary soldiers to the Royal City this time?"
"There is indeed an element of transaction involved, but more importantly, it is the relationship between me, the Saint Son, and Her Majesty the Empress! As for what kind of relationship it is, hehehe..."