When she was still a human martial artist, even though she had reached level 11, comparable to the Nether Realm, she was still confused about her future, because in the Xia Federation, there was no systematic martial arts system, and no one had taken a deeper path. Relying solely on resentment to improve herself was becoming slower and slower.
In short, it is a feeling of confusion about the future.
But at this moment, through the power radiating from these two imperial rulers, she saw a completely new path. Moreover, this path was a systematic system that could be used directly without any exploration or repeated experiments.
"It seems I need to practice fairy magic well. If I can reach the level of the Fairy Emperor in the future, the Black Tower will be nothing more than a puff of wind."
After coming into contact with the core level of the Fairy Empire, Xu Xianxian's mentality began to change.
But just as the red-haired fairy was thinking, her whole body trembled violently, and an unusually familiar feeling came from the depths of her soul. She quickly looked up and looked elsewhere.
On the other side of the Fairy Emperor, a gorgeous fairy dressed in gorgeous attire slowly walked out. Xu Xianxian felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in her.
She was a little confused at first, but as Her Royal Highness the Seventh Princess walked to the front of the stage and stood not far from Xu Xianxian, her heart was filled with turmoil...
"Such a soul aura...such a gaze...can't be wrong...but now it's 270 years ago, it can't possibly appear here...!"
"Could it be that she is Zhen'er's previous life...?"
Xu Xianxian looked at the other person's exquisite and beautiful face. Even though it was completely different, the pair of white pupils remained unchanged.
Those are my sister's eyes.
This discovery made all the information she knew become confusing.
The ceiling cracked, revealing a gap that cast a huge, dazzling light. The seventh princess, Ophelia, bathed in this glory, quietly feeling the dense gazes around her and the boiling blood in her body.
"Is this the rite of passage...?"
Ophelia stared at her father and mother not far away, feeling the majestic atmosphere here and murmured softly.
But suddenly, she felt a certain throbbing in her heart, which made her frown slightly and subconsciously look at the ceremonial column next to her.
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