Chapter 643: The Sage’s Ritual: Betraying Enemies to Kill
Chapter 645: Empress: I Said
Stars flowed and scattered, and time came to an abrupt halt.
A strong sense of being pushed backward caused Xia Feng to stumble forward two steps, his pupils wide with shock. Before he could react further, he found himself standing on a golden阶 (stair).
Countless ethereal, pale gold steps ascended layer by layer, like the steps to ascend to see the Divine Master, directly connecting to the sky.
He stiffly raised his head and looked up.
As expected.
Above the sky, a magnificent divine palace indeed resided within the brilliant starry sky, tranquil and majestic, like a Heavenly God Palace that had survived from primordial times, vast and obscure.
This was indeed an ancient heavenly stair for meeting the Divine Master.
Xia Feng’s scalp tingled, and his entire body tensed up.
He naturally recognized this place.
The Heavenly Revelation Divine Palace!
Many textbook covers in the Empire featured this divine palace.
However, the cover images lacked many details, and were nowhere near as shocking as being there in person.
The specific origin of the Heavenly Revelation Divine Palace could no longer be verified.
It was just said that during the chaotic Middle Ages before the unification of the current world by the Empire, the divine palace already existed and was held by the Heavenly Martial Princess.
Afterward, the Heavenly Martial Princess successively conquered Qian Yuan, Great Li, Great Shang, and the Three Saintly Holy Nations, ending the imperial era of fifty thousand years of order and establishing the Central Continent Empire.
However, after the Empire was established, the Heavenly Martial Empress gradually faded from the historical stage.
The Imperial seat of the Central Continent Empire had thus been vacant for a full ten thousand years.
Of course, these were not the main points.
The main point was that the Heavenly Martial Empress was indeed transformed from a remnant soul of the Dragon God.
And he had now been forcibly teleported to the Heavenly Revelation Divine Palace by a trap set by this remnant soul, arriving at the domain of the eighth generation remnant soul.
Thinking of this, Xia Feng instantly understood that the mysterious existence that helped him escape earlier was actually Mi Liu, that bald nun.
Mi Liu pretended to chase and kill him to put pressure on him, while secretly transmitting messages to guide him into the teleportation portal trap.
As for that colossal star river gate standing at the bottom of the sea, it should be the legendary [Astral Gate].
The Empire’s space gates used for war were divided into District-level space gates, Region-level space gates, Forbidden Technique space gates, and the most powerful Astral Gate.
The Empress had spared no expense, using a large amount of resources to activate the Astral Gate just to capture him.
“Buzz—” At the same time, Xia Feng’s heart throbbed. He quickly activated the Pale Contract Seal deep within his soul.
Lord Dragon God had said that as long as the eighth generation approached him, the Dragon God could use the Pale Contract Seal as a medium to establish a link with the remnant soul and merge the memories of the eighth generation! This would indirectly allow him to escape the Place of Seal and possess a physical body in the real world.
Since the eighth generation had now come looking for him, Xia Feng did not dare to hesitate.
But to his utter disappointment, after two seconds, the Pale Contract Seal showed no reaction whatsoever.
Had the Contract Seal become ineffective?
Xia Feng’s brows furrowed. He looked around. Was it because of the Heavenly Revelation Divine Palace?
No wonder the eighth generation went to such great lengths to bring him to the Heavenly Revelation Divine Palace. It was probably to find trouble with him, relying on the protection of the Heavenly Revelation Divine Palace.
Xia Feng couldn’t help but sigh. He looked up at the majestic divine palace again.
As his gaze moved, the ancient heavenly gate of the divine palace slowly opened a crack, and the doors slowly swung open.
Streams of soft golden light, like the glow of dawn, spilled out from within.
At the same time, Xia Feng realized that his legs were moving on their own, lifting him from the bottom of the golden stairs and ascending step by step towards the sky on the path of reverence.
Xia Feng tried to resist but found all his methods sinking into the sea, utterly useless.
This was a complete crushing defeat in terms of strength.
He was completely convinced and no longer bothered to resist. He soon approached the magnificent divine gate. Standing beside the divine gate was a solemn knight, with a sacred white circular mark engraved on his brow. He was tall and majestic.
The knight held a sacred giant sword in front of him with both hands, his eyes closed as if lifeless.
Xia Feng’s black eyes narrowed slightly. Although he didn’t know who this person was, he could clearly feel the oppressive aura emanating from him, which was a hundred times more terrifying than Mi Liu’s.
Just looking at him made Xia Feng’s eyes ache.
At the same time, his legs, no longer under his control, stepped into the divine gate.
“Buzz—” The divine gate in the sky, three thousand meters high, suddenly closed. Xia Feng inexplicably felt a majestic force directly pressing down on his soul. His vision was filled with golden light. He narrowed his black eyes and raised his hand to block the light.
When the divine light dispersed, it revealed an ancient, vast world.
In the center of the world, there was nothing else but a pale white divine dragon that Xia Feng could not see its entire body even by looking up with all his might!
It coiled its long, snake-like body, resting in this world. Due to its immense size, the world itself seemed unable to contain its divine body.
It made the vast universe appear cramped and small.
Xia Feng secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He activated his Eye of Deconstruction and looked into the distance with all his might, finally penetrating layers of thin golden clouds and mist, his gaze reaching the vast cloud layer above.
The pale dragon’s head lay on the clouds, its long horns like peaks. On either side of the dark gold sacred cross on its brow, its dragon eyes were peacefully closed, as if in eternal slumber.
Good heavens, this was the first time he had seen the complete body of a true dragon.
As Xia Feng was filled with shock, the immense gravitational pressure on his soul simultaneously surged to an unprecedented peak, causing his knees to tremble uncontrollably. A thought arose in his heart to prostrate himself and worship the Pale Dragon God.
“Buzz—” However, as the word “姒” on his soul contract flashed by, the terrifying and awe-inspiring feeling that had pushed him to the brink of collapse rapidly receded.
“Hoo—” Xia Feng’s heart, which had been in his throat, slowly settled, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
However, he also noticed that on the pale dragon’s head, long horns etched with divine golden patterns meandered, forming a gilded high-backed divine seat.
A woman in a dark gold imperial dress rested her elbow on the armrest, propped her delicate jaw, closed her eyes, and leaned lazily upon it.
Xia Feng’s black eyes suddenly contracted. In a trance, it seemed as if the person on the imperial seat was Miss Evil Dragon.
The same appearance, a world-shattering beauty, and a majestic aura.
However, there were still significant differences between the woman on the divine seat and Miss Evil Dragon.
The woman on the divine seat did not have pale dragon scales extending from the corner of her left eye. The hair, pinned up high with a gold hairpin, was the same soft, cloud-gray color as Miss Evil Dragon’s.
However, upon closer inspection of her features, one could still find that the woman on the divine seat possessed a more bone-chilling temperament.
That dark gold imperial dress also added to her majestic and noble demeanor.
Could this be the eighth generation remnant soul of Lord Dragon God?
Just as Xia Feng was observing the woman on the divine seat, her downcast divine eyes seemed to finally notice him and slowly lifted.
Those pale vertical pupils, which Xia Feng was so familiar with, like a sacred white abyss, gazed down. The divine sound echoing through the world was vast, cold, and majestic:
“Xia Feng, do you still remember what I said.”
What I said? Xia Feng pondered. What did she say?
“Ah?” He blinked, expressing his confusion with a single word.
“…”
The Empress did not expect Xia Feng to have completely disregarded her words. How arrogant!
With this awakening,
Two of the pillar states who had followed her in battle years ago had perished. The Empire she personally constructed had long since undergone earth-shattering changes and was beyond her control.
To regain control of the Empire, this arrogant believer of her main body had become crucial.
But this did not mean he had the right to be presumptuous in front of her!
