The Purple-Green Empress has truly fallen.
His body, which had always been ramrod straight, was now hunched over.
After Bai Ying finished speaking, she thought that Di Zhengchen would explain a few words, but to her surprise, she saw such an aged side of Di Zhengchen.
Bai Ying was a little scared. She whispered, "Master... what's wrong?"
She rushed over, took Di Zhengchen's arm, and asked worriedly, "Master, are you sick?"
Why are cultivators at the Human King Realm so dejected?
Di Zhengchen shook off her hand, then slowly sat down on the floor and let out a heavy sigh.
Looking at Bai Ying's young face, he, who was usually so rational, said with heartache, "Ying'er, I have lived for over three hundred years, my death is nothing to regret."
How old are you this year?
"Master, do these events foreshadow that Empress Ziqing...?"
Bai Ying was very clever; she could guess most of what was going on just by looking at Di Zhengchen's expression.
She stood there in fear, at a loss for what to do.
"Ah, you guessed it, she perished right here."
Di Zhengchen pointed to his chair.
"The Empress has arrived? The Empress has fallen? How is this possible? Master, don't scare me!"
Bai Ying didn't believe him at all.
Empress Ziqing can be said to be the spiritual sustenance of the vast majority of cultivators in the Four Realms Continent.
Even though these recent signs indicate that the Empress is about to fall.
However, no one wanted to believe it.
Not everyone has a strong and unyielding will.
Most people give up when they can't see any hope.
Even the strong-willed Bai Ying felt this was fake!
How could the Empress die?
She's dead, what will we do?
"Ying'er..."
Di Zhengchen could only manage a wry smile.
He knew this was too unbelievable.
However, this is the reality we face.
"Master, are we really not going to make it through?" Bai Ying asked blankly.
Di Zhengchen gave a wry smile: "The Four Realms Continent will get through this, everything will be alright."
but……
We might not be able to make it through.
He pondered for a moment, then finally stood up from the ground.
Looking at his young disciple, he couldn't bear it and said, "The Empress just gave me an order to gather all cultivators and go to the Northern Continent to prepare to defend against the enemy."
"Ying'er, you are the Empress, so you should stay and guard the Southern Continent."
"No! I want to follow my master!" Bai Ying mustered her courage and said bravely.
"Nonsense! The Southern Continent has only been integrated for less than a year; it's a time for it to recuperate and rebuild. You absolutely cannot leave!"
Bai Ying was too young; he couldn't bear to send his apprentice to her death.
Di Zhengchen looked out the window at the scenery. The sun was shining brightly outside, and the place was as peaceful and serene as ever.
He straightened his back, determined to stand tall even if it was just for the sake of future generations.
Hold on until a new emperor appears!
He regained his previous calm and composed expression and said lightly, "Go, send out messengers to deliver messages to all the cultivators who are able to move. The teleportation array is broken, so we need to speed up our actions!"
...
The fact that the Empress had fallen could not be hidden.
A month is enough time for all the cultivators in the Four Realms Continent to know that the Empress is no longer here.
In fact, she had warned herself of her impending doom time and time again.
After the Empress opened the Sacred Land of Ultimate Path to select the successor of the Great Emperor.
After the intruder appeared three times.
After the barrier of the Central Continent disappeared and the sacred land of the Supreme Path vanished.
Everyone in the Four Realms Continent understands one thing.
Empress Ziqing ultimately perished.
The only emperor in the world quietly passed away when everyone needed her the most.
The cultivators of the Four Realms Continent seem to have gone mad.
Some wept bitterly, filled with fear and despair.
Some offered deep prayers, lamenting that there would never be another great emperor in the world.
Some even committed suicide.
When faced with the fear of the unknown, people will always imagine it as invincible.
Many people had already begun to retreat even before the invaders appeared.
Even in the most prosperous Flying Dragon City of the Eastern Continent, several incidents of vandalism and looting have occurred.
Several cultivators, driven mad by extreme fear and seeing no hope, robbed several treasure pavilions.
However, these minor issues were resolved in an instant.
Under Leng Feiran's iron-fisted rule, Flying Dragon City quickly returned to stability.
Although the people were very depressed, they realized one thing: they had better behave themselves now and not cause trouble because of the invaders who had not yet arrived, or they would be executed by Leng Feiran in advance.
The fear of the future paled in comparison to the immediate threat; everyone just wanted to live a few more days.
The order in the Eastern Continent gradually stabilized.
Dragon City Palace.
Leng Feiran paced back and forth restlessly in the imperial study.
Long Zhuyu was hunched over the table, constantly writing and drawing.
She had changed back into her old clothes, but her hair was very short, making her look like a buzz cut boy.
Yue Qingling sat in the chair without saying a word.
After a long while, Long Zhuyu stopped her work and said worriedly, "Laws and regulations can't be changed just like that. Besides, can the cultivators agree to such strict rules?"
"Feiran, wouldn't you like to reconsider?"
Leng Feiran stopped, her face flushed with anger, her delicate eyebrows raised in anger:
You won't agree?
In times of chaos, harsh measures are necessary!
The intruders haven't even shown up yet, and these cultivators have already gone mad. This is outrageous!
I refuse to believe it. Is the intruder's method more powerful, or is my knife more powerful?
From now on, anyone who dares to disturb the peace of the people will be killed without mercy!
wrong!
"Exterminate their entire family!"
Seeing her resolute expression, Long Zhuyu sighed helplessly.
When Consort Leng became empress, she almost entirely followed the old system and ruled by doing nothing.
People in Dongzhou all felt that there was not much difference between the Cold Empress and the Dragon Empress.
However, when faced with unexpected events, she remains the ruthless and merciless empress of the demonic sect.
But what she said also makes sense.
During this sensitive period, anyone who dares to cause trouble deserves to be slaughtered.
Yue Qingling wasn't particularly interested in these governance matters. He clasped his hands together and said casually, "A letter from Nanzhou..."
Before her death, Empress Ziqing told Elder Di that the next invaders would appear in the Northern Continent, and asked him to lead his team to prepare for the enemy in advance.
Sure enough, these past few days Elder Di has begun to summon cultivators from all over the world to the Northern Continent.
The Northern Continent's contingent will pass through here, traveling from the Nine Netherworlds to the Northern Continent.
Feiran, I think I should go.
Leng Feiran stared at him blankly without saying a word. She then turned to Long Zhuyu and gave him a wink.
The latter readily agreed, saying, "Qingling, you are of noble birth. What would we do if something happened to you?"
Leng Feiran knew that Yue Qingling had always been somewhat resistant to what she said, so this time she asked Long Zhuyu to persuade him.
But Yue Qingling said to herself with a self-deprecating smile, "How am I supposed to be of such high status?"
Besides, everyone has a responsibility for the rise and fall of the nation.
If the Northern Continent is gone, how can the Eastern Continent fare any better?
He was also restless, got up irritably, and came to Leng Feiran, spreading his hands and complaining: "This Northern Continent, it's been more than a year, and it still hasn't been integrated."
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