When the tear fell onto the back of her hand, she felt a deep pain.
Even though his blade was so close yet hadn't pierced her body, she felt a strange pain in her heart.
She gripped the spirit sword tightly, but could not advance any further.
"Shushu." The man continued to call out softly.
She coldly withdrew her gaze, a deeper murderous intent flashing in her eyes.
No one had ever called her by that name before, not even her master who had raised her.
Did he think that by shouting a few times, he could get someone to spare his life?
She disliked this sudden discomfort and weakness, and slowly pulled the spirit sword out of his dantian inch by inch. She saw him kneeling on one knee in front of her, surrounded by countless immortal guards and demonic beasts in the clouds. He seemed to be admitting defeat, but he just sneered and looked up at the higher and more distant clouds.
In that endless void, it seemed as if another pair of eyes were watching everything closely, but she didn't care. She took a step back, her long hair flying, and shouted loudly, "This is the Northern Divine Kingdom! It will never, ever submit to the Celestial Court!" Her face was cold and resolute, and the moment her long hair flew up, the demonic beasts roared at the same time.
"Your Majesty!" A voice filled with grief and despair came from before her.
A mournful wail echoed from the chariots that had come to punish the Celestial Court.
A streak of blue light came from the chariot and landed in front of her in the blink of an eye.
This was a handsome man with glaring eyes. Tall and elegant, his eyes were bloodshot. He supported the silent young man kneeling before her. Whether it was blood or disheveled hair fell onto his hands, he almost cried out in anguish, "Heavenly Lord, why didn't you kill her?!"
His words confused her, yet somehow made sense to her. She saw the long, jet-black-haired youth slightly raise his head. He was a youth of extreme handsomeness, beyond description, as if all the beauty in the world, the brilliance of the sun, moon, and stars, were gathered upon him.
The most beautiful light shone in those dark eyes.
But at this moment, his eyes were dim and sad. He looked up at her quietly, seemingly oblivious to his own wounds.
It's all about the victor taking all and the loser being condemned.
She felt no sympathy whatsoever for the young man.
If she hadn't acted first, and if I were the one who got stabbed in the back now, who would have pitied her?
"Lord Xuanxi, if you are not as skilled as me, don't show your weakness in front of me. It will only make people look down on you," she said coldly.
"You!" Xuanxi Tianjun did not speak, but the young man beside him shouted angrily, "Traitor! If it weren't for the Heavenly Emperor's mercy, the Northern Divine Kingdom would have been wiped out in the Thirty-Three Heavens long ago. Do you think the Celestial Court can do nothing about you? If it weren't for the Heavenly Emperor speaking up for you, you..." He glared angrily at the sneering woman.
The woman's face displayed the most ruthless and arrogant expression, as if there had never been any emotion in her eyes, or as if... the reason she was so famous in the Three Realms was precisely because she... had no human emotions.
"The Northern Divine Kingdom will never pay homage to the heavens," Shen Wangshu said coldly.
"Never face the heavens?!" The young man trembled with rage at her arrogance.
He laughed loudly, "What a wonderful 'never facing the heavens'!"
These treacherous officials who have no reverence for the Heavenly Court and will never submit to it, even at the cost of their lives, will wipe this divine kingdom from the Three Realms.
Otherwise, the dignity of the Celestial Court, the Heavenly Emperor, and all the star lords would be completely destroyed.
"Your Majesty, after hearing such treasonous and rebellious words, you still want to let her go?" He asked the silent youth loudly, a deep disappointment flashing in his eyes.
Unable to conceal his grief and indignation at Xuanxi Tianjun's silent reply, he said, "The Soul-Startling Bell, the Reincarnation Tower... I have done everything I could for you, Tianjun, but why is it you yourself who shattered the Reincarnation Tower?"
When the two clashed, their blades almost meeting in mutual destruction, he unleashed his natal magic weapon, the Soul-Shocking Bell, instantly subduing the proud and cold woman's soul and casting her into the Tower of Reincarnation. Clearly, if he simply wore down her soul in the endless cycle of reincarnation, she would soon lose her divine protection and vanish into nothingness.
The bodies he arranged for her in the Tower of Reincarnation were the most tragic and capable of annihilating her spirit and fighting spirit.
However, to their horror, they discovered that when the woman's soul entered the Tower of Reincarnation, it could not erase her soul, and instead, it caused the endless cycle of reincarnation within the tower to become unrecognizable.
Even if she was born into the most tragic circumstances, she was still able to turn the tide.
It is clear that Xuanxi Tianjun entered the Samsara Tower to completely sever and destroy her divine soul, and never erased her physical body from the outside. However, this young man did not expect that, for some unknown reason, Xuanxi Tianjun's divine soul also became unstable.
He had deeply imprinted his soul onto Xuanxi Tianjun's divine soul, ensuring he could find her the moment she appeared in the cycle of reincarnation, and then kill her when she was off guard. But even though everything was meticulously planned, and he did find her, why…?
But a deviation occurred?
“That’s Shushu,” Xuanxi Tianjun said in a low voice.
"What?!"
"My Shushu." He clutched his bleeding dantian, but his gaze remained fixed on the proud, soaring woman in the sky.
A single tear rolled down his delicate eye.
He finally understood that when he first met her in their first life, when he was the high and mighty King of Wei and she was just a wounded girl lying on the ground with a pale smile, the flutter in his heart when he held her in his arms was perhaps not love.
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