She took a deep breath and continued to speak eloquently and methodically: "Besides, those places should have been Zhaoning's territory in the first place."
"Now we're simply letting them return to the territory sooner; what's wrong with that?"
She spoke clearly and logically, her words forming a tight, airtight net that wrapped her views layer by layer.
It's as if they're stating a self-evident, irrefutable, ironclad fact, attempting to convey this seemingly reasonable argument.
It responds lightly yet powerfully to the seemingly heavy accusations of Heaven, dissolving the criticism as easily as brushing away dust.
The Heavenly Dao had a cold and stern expression, emanating a chilling aura that made people tremble, as if all things in the world were like ants in his eyes.
He slowly raised his arm, the movement like the hands of an ancient clock, carrying a timeless solemnity and dignity.
Those long, slender fingers with distinct joints resembled a sharp blade forged from an ancient battlefield, gleaming coldly and pointing straight at the island where Japan once stood.
Wherever the fingertips touched, it seemed as if space itself was distorted, emitting a subtle yet sharp hissing sound.
It was as if the air itself was being torn apart by this fierce aura, and the island seemed to be trembling and shrinking under the invisible pressure from the heavens because of this finger.
Then, the Heavenly Dao's arm drew an elegant yet majestic arc in the air.
Like a brilliant shooting star streaking across the night sky, trailing a long tail of flame, yet carrying an undeniable solemnity.
Following this trajectory, His finger pointed to many different places one after another, and each landing point seemed to be engraving a heavy stroke on the grand chapter of history.
The movements were slow yet firm and powerful; each gesture seemed to proclaim a judgment of fate, announcing to the world the "specialness" and "abnormality" of these places.
Finally, Tiandao's arm suddenly turned, and his fingertips shot out like a cold light, pointing directly at Qin Qianluo with lightning speed.
This sudden action caused the surrounding air to freeze instantly, as if time itself had stopped in that oppressive moment.
Qin Qianluo felt an invisible and powerful force binding her tightly like a rope.
Under this sharp pointing finger, enduring the icy, bone-chilling gaze of the Heavenly Dao, it felt as if one's very soul was about to be pierced by this gaze.
"Those places are also Zhaoning's territory?" The voice of the Heavenly Dao was like a rumbling thunder coming from the deepest part of the Nine Nether Hell, deep and icy cold.
It is imbued with strong sarcasm and undisguised skepticism, like a raging wind in the dead of winter, ruthlessly sweeping away all hypocrisy and lies in the world.
"I have never heard of it." The Heavenly Dao paused slightly, its eyes growing colder and deeper, like two bottomless pools of ice.
It contains endless scrutiny, criticism, and disdain.
"Moreover, you have lost it dozens of times in the past ten years, and the Zhao Ning monarch has sent troops dozens of times because of it. Can this only be considered as 'finding' it?"
After speaking, Tiandao narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sharp glint, like that of a hawk hunting, suddenly flashed in his eyes.
It was as if it had instantly pierced through the heavy fog of time and space, crossed the long river of years, and reached the depths of the past.
“I still remember the borders of your former land, and I recognize the shape of that map—the map used to resemble a rooster, but now your map…”
The Heavenly Dao gave a slight, cold laugh, a laugh as sharp and piercing as if breaking solid ice, as if it could shatter all pretense in the world in an instant: "Could it be that you've become a little plumper than before?"
Hearing Tiandao's sharp and aggressive words, Qin Qianlu remained as composed as a statue, her expression unchanged.
She maintained her composure throughout, as if the questioning of Heaven was nothing more than a gentle breeze across a lake, unable to stir even the slightest ripple in her heart.
Just now, her entire mind was focused on extracting the words of the Heavenly Dao, as if she were in a tense and fierce game of chess, carefully planning every move.
Only now, with the situation easing slightly, was she finally able to extricate herself and, with an air of looking down upon the world, thoroughly examine the entire Zhaoning Kingdom.
His gaze swept across the vast land like that of a hawk, where majestic mountains stretched endlessly, like a giant dragon winding and coiling.
The rivers flow endlessly, nourishing this land like blood vessels.
A barely perceptible look of amazement flashed in her eyes. The territory of Zhaoning Kingdom had expanded to such a vast extent, like a boundless ocean, encompassing all things.
The feeling of pride in my heart was like bamboo shoots after a long drought, growing rapidly and unrestrained.
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