"Amitabha!"
Holding a Buddhist lamp, Cihai stepped from the void into the top floor of the Hongyan Pagoda.
Mu Qiuyao held Shen Zhao's body, her eyes lifeless, her face pale as she leaned against her and Shen Zhao's tombstones.
Seeing this, Cihai sighed softly and said slowly, "Your Majesty, I understand your feelings at this moment."
But the people of Chang'an are innocent. We beg the Empress to spare them and not commit an irreparable mistake.
Mu Qiuyao snorted coldly, glanced at the lifeless Shen Zhao in her arms, pressed her cheek tightly against his forehead, and did not reply to Ci Hai's words.
Ci Hai paused for a moment, then took two steps closer and continued to persuade her: "Empress, please heed my advice."
While your husband's death is regrettable, you must not let this resentment spread to the innocent people of the city.
"If Your Majesty would remove this barrier, I am willing to chant sutras before the Buddha for three years for your deceased husband, guiding him to the Western Paradise."
"Enough!"
Mu Qiuyao snorted coldly.
"This is something all of Chang'an owes him. I only asked them to observe three years of mourning for my deceased husband. Is that too much to ask? You bald monk, if you don't understand anything, don't try to be someone's pawn."
Go back and tell Yu Xiyan that if she wants the people of Chang'an to be safe, she shouldn't provoke me! Otherwise, I will make the entire city of Chang'an pay for my husband's death!
Mu Qiuyao unleashed a torrent of murderous aura, giving Cihai no chance to explain.
Cihai sighed softly, "Empress, why do you do this? I think..."
"roll!"
Before he could finish speaking, Mu Qiuyao directly used her imperial aura to blast him out of the Hongyan Tower.
"My husband, no one will bother us anymore."
Mu Qiuyao hugged Shen Zhao's body tightly, tears falling like pear blossoms onto Shen Zhao's face.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know how to respond to you, so I could only use such an extreme method to let you leave with some dignity."
In your past life, you gave everything for Chang'an; in this life, you are again working tirelessly for the safety of Chang'an's people. This is what they owe you.
If you don't want anything in return, then let me take it all back for you. This is what they owe you, and it's what you deserve.
I, Mu Qiuyao, am no good person, much less a saint. I will not let my man die in obscurity.
I will make sure the whole world remembers the traces of your existence.
Her delicate body trembled slightly, and she tightened her embrace around Chen Zhao.
"Shen Zhao, if I was innocent in my past life, would you be willing to be with me?"
"I was ruined by Raymond Lam in my past life, but it wasn't my choice. So, if it weren't for Raymond Lam, would you be willing to be with me?"
“Shen Zhao…”
Mu Qiuyao's soft voice echoed continuously from the Hongyan Pagoda.
...
"puff--"
Ci Hai was blasted from the top floor of the Hongyan Pagoda to the street by the imperial aura.
He coughed up a mouthful of blood the moment he landed.
"The Empress of the Northern Region lives up to her reputation. Last time in Qingyang City, she clearly held back."
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Cihai sighed.
"I never imagined that the Empress who rules the Northern Region would be such a sentimental person. However, threatening the entire population of Chang'an in this way is far too domineering."
"No, this matter must be handled properly. I should go to the Imperial Palace to speak frankly with Her Majesty; only she can handle this."
Thinking of this, Ci Hai did not hesitate at all and immediately set off towards the palace.
...
"What did you say? Shen Zhao is really dead?"
When Cang Shen and Yuan Huo heard the report from their subordinates, they were immediately shocked.
"What you two Venerable Ones say is absolutely true. Even Master Cihai of Wanfo Rock was injured by Mu Qiuyao when he went to negotiate."
The entire city of Chang'an is now in a state of panic; many funeral supply shops have already sold out of white silk and hemp clothing.
Upon hearing this, Cang Shen and Yuan Huo finally believed it to be nine-tenths true.
"Haha, I never expected that Mu Qiuyao would go to such lengths for Shen Zhao."
"If Shen Zhao is indeed the gravedigger of the Nine Netherworlds as the Realm Lord said, then there is nothing wrong with what she did."
"What should we do now?"
"Now that Shen Zhao is dead, the plan can be completely changed. First, eliminate Mu Qiuyao, then control the Dayin royal family, turning all the ants in Chang'an into my Nine Netherworld puppets."
Finally, a barrier passage was set up in Chang'an City, serving as a base to welcome my Nine Netherworld Army into the world.
"Oh, and we can't let those bastards from Shenshui Pavilion get away with it either."
"Now that Shen Zhao is dead, who can stop my ambition to emerge from the Nine Realms!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Cang Shen and Yuan Huo laughed incessantly.
Then, Cang Shen became worried: "But even if there is only Mu Qiuyao, her cultivation is far superior to ours. How should we deal with her?"
Yuan Huo sneered: "Now that the Yuan power of sixteen fellow cultivators has entered our bodies, although our cultivation is still suppressed to the fourth rank of Great Emperor, it is enough to activate that ultimate technique."
Cang Shen's eyes lit up: "You mean..."
“That’s right!” Yuan Huo clenched his fist. “It is indeed my Nine Netherworld Suppressing Domain Technique, the God-Destroying Art!”
Cang Shen nodded: "The God-Destroying Technique is enough to shatter the two Dao bodies within Mu Qiuyao's body, but we must seize the right opportunity. After all, if we use this move head-on, the Xuan Tian Empress, who is renowned throughout the Northern Region, will definitely be on guard."
"Haha, of course I know that, so I'll use this move the moment she's most distracted, and then!"
Amidst the howling of ghosts and the chilling wind, Yuan Huo's face twisted in a ferocious grimace.
"Send Mu Qiuyao and Shen Zhao together to the Yellow Springs!"
"Hahaha!"
Cang Shen and Yuan Huo laughed wildly, as if they could already see the magnificent scene of the Nine Netherworlds descending upon the world.
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