"The severed head of the divine bird foretells an enemy’s beheading strategy, indicating the old king’s demise."
"As for the two wings slaughtering each other, it probably represents Lian Qixia and Lian Hongyin, the sisters who, in their fight for the throne, ended up both injured, allowing others to swoop in and take everything."
"The bird’s head growing from the torso suggests this person was originally at the core, waiting for the right mont to change the situation and laugh last..."
"No, with the loss of Lian Huoji the Sovereign and the two Martial Gods, Lian Qixia and Lian Hongyin, the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom lost three out of five Divine Realm experts. The national power is likely halved. This is a ga with no winner; everyone lost utterly."
Ye Qingzhou had a faint feeling that beyond the pervasive Black Tide, there was a deeper crisis, not rely a simple uprising from the lower ranks of the Rakshasa Race.
Behind it, there might be an invisible hand silently pushing everything forward.
After all, the blow that severed the bird’s head started it all, a power that the Rakshasa Race’s lower ranks couldn’t possibly wield on their own.
"Too bad I can’t see the end; otherwise, perhaps I could touch upon the truth..."
Ye Qingzhou, rubbing his chin, began to ponder whether to get involved.
In the past, he would have surely watched from the sidelines or left without a second thought.
But now, having found Lian Hongyin, soone favored by the heavens, and realizing the benefits of fate, how could he let go before taking full advantage?
After weighing his options, Ye Qingzhou decided to inform Lian Hongyin, whether she listened or not was not his concern.
In any case, Ye Qingzhou had no intention of risking his life to save the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom.
"You want to see the princess?"
"Yes, please pass on the ssage."
Ye Qingzhou found the Captain of the Guard at the Prince’s Mansion, but was told: "The princess has gone to the palace to see the queen. Please return, Your Highness."
Despite his extre displeasure, the Captain of the Guard had to treat Ye Qingzhou with utmost respect.
Learning that Lian Hongyin wasn’t there, Ye Qingzhou was helpless.
Just as he turned back, the world within the Prince’s Mansion turned black and white, and Ye Qingzhou found himself completely paralyzed, as if even his soul froze.
Seventh Sense!
Ti Perception Lock!
The opponent didn’t truly stop ti; rather, they halted the sentient beings’ perception of it.
Ye Qingzhou felt a chilling autumn ambiance, a solitary and cold aura that filled him with unease and fear.
His Flawless Sword Heart let out a Sword Intent ring, instinctively striving to break free from the ntal confines.
But the opponent was too formidable, this ntal suppression was overwhelming, akin to nature’s law, leaving Ye Qingzhou powerless.
At the crucial mont, the Spiritual Resonance Divine Technique docunted in the Dou Character Seal ca into play.
Ye Qingzhou’s spirit and consciousness successfully linked with the three Divine Weapons, Dragon Abyss, Fla Emperor, and Celestial Punishnt. Utilizing the power of the "Dao," he finally broke free from the ntal bondage.
"Oh?"
A pleasant yet sharp voice whispered in Ye Qingzhou’s ear: "Not even in the Heaven-Ascending Realm, yet you broke free from my Autumn Killing Blade Intent? Your spirit and will are truly astonishing."
Lian Qixia’s figure appeared next to Ye Qingzhou, her slender jade-like fingers clasping his shoulder.
Then, a slash of the blade ensued, its sharp light inducing a space folding phenonon, and both vanished from the spot instantly.
Regaining presence of mind, Ye Qingzhou found himself in Queen Yaoo’s Mansion.
The black-and-white scenery subsided, and the world burst with vivid colors once more.
Lian Qixia, with her legs crossed, her sculpted jade-like legs glowing with vitality, gently swayed before Ye Qingzhou.
"Sit."
She carelessly flashed Ye Qingzhou a playful smile, her shiny back lazily leaning on the seat, radiating beauty, flamboyance, and dominance with every move.
"Greetings, Your Highness, Queen Yaoo."
Ye Qingzhou sat down obligingly, behaving very well.
In the presence of a Martial God, any tricks are pointless, as they can crush you like an ant.
However, Ye Qingzhou wasn’t too perturbed, as Lian Qixia had no reason to kill him.
"There’s no need to be so formal."
Lian Qixia’s gaze lingered on Ye Qingzhou, scanning him repeatedly with interest: "My dear Prince Brother."
Ye Qingzhou seized the opportunity and joked, "What guidance do you have for , Sister Wang?"
"Why not help ?"
Lian Qixia got straight to the point, offering Ye Qingzhou an olive branch, licking her alluring red lips, her eyes casting strange light: "What Lian Hongyin can offer, I can give more, submit to ..."
Zheng~
With a cut of the Heart Sword, Ye Qingzhou’s mind cleared; he sighed, "Sister Wang, eting with the intent to brainwash isn’t polite hospitality."
"Oh?"
Lian Qixia was once again surprised, and her gaze at Ye Qingzhou changed.
Though she tried to win Ye Qingzhou over, she initially regarded him as a plaything, not necessarily fond of this "toy," only aiming to take it from Lian Hongyin.
But now, Lian Qixia’s interest in Ye Qingzhou grew: "You can resist my Charm Eye?"
This ability, with proper effort, could even control a Martial Saint.
Since mastering it, Lian Qixia never failed, yet Ye Qingzhou stood as an exception.
Instead of feeling angry, Lian Qixia licked her lips excitedly, revealing her white teeth: "You’re special, no wonder Lian Hongyin is so protective of you."
"What exactly do you want, Sister Wang?"
"I want you."
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