Just then, Tai'a Qingcheng slowly turned around, her movements elegant and composed, as if time itself stood still for her.
Her face was expressionless, only her eyes, cold as ice, stared straight at the man in front of her.
“I have said it countless times, the position of the Emperor’s son in my heart is irreplaceable by anyone else.”
"I hope you won't bother me anymore."
Tai'a Qingcheng's voice was cold and firm as she spoke.
The Emperor's son was clearly not expected that Tai'a Qingcheng would be so resolute. His face turned pale instantly, and his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something.
However, just as he was about to speak, a deep spatial rift suddenly appeared above the City of Watch.
This spatial rift was like a bottomless black hole, emanating a chilling aura.
Tai'a Qingcheng and Jingji Dizi both turned their gazes to the spatial hole, a strange heaviness rising in their hearts.
Immediately afterwards, the figures of Yuan Zhexian and Yuan Taixu slowly emerged from the spatial cave.
Yuan Zhexian's steps were light and steady, and he exuded an otherworldly aura, as if he did not come from this world.
Upon returning to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, Yuan Zhexian immediately closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
The fresh air and familiar scent gave him an indescribable sense of warmth and belonging.
"Finally back."
Yuan Zhexian said softly, his voice revealing a sense of relief.
Yuan Taixu, standing to the side, looked around with curiosity.
His gaze swept over every corner of Watchtower City, seemingly filled with a sense of novelty towards everything here.
"Is this Master's hometown?"
Yuan Taixu muttered to himself, "The spiritual energy here is actually even more concentrated than in the cultivation world."
Just then, an extremely exciting and melodious voice suddenly came from afar, like heavenly music.
"A banished immortal!"
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