Chapter 541 - 495: The Empress Descends

Chapter 541: Chapter 495: The Empress Descends

Your Majesty, if your state of mind is unstable, you mustn’t hold back!

If it’s time to face the tribulation, then let’s face it!

Of course, Qin Yu could only murmur these words in her heart, facing the unparalleled dignity of the Empress, naturally she dared not say them out loud.

Otherwise, she might be sent flying by the Empress’s palm the next second.

The Empress was well aware of Qin Yu’s inner thoughts, even without turning her head.

If it were in the past, anyone daring to harbor blasphemous thoughts against her would find the Celestial Flame Guard descending upon them, erasing them from existence.

But this fellow is different!

Some things the Empress is unwilling to admit in her heart, yet they have become undeniable facts.

In recent days, the Empress has become more clearly aware of the warmth’s uniqueness.

Besides repairing the cracks on the grand path steps, it could enhance the Root Bone. Moreover, the Empress feels that the Light Attribute Dao Rhyme Power she comprehended yesterday is also related to the warmth within her.

But the most significant is that chaotic mass of gas in her abdomen...

Though it doesn’t quite match the referenced pregnancy situation, it has already made her nauseous several times.

If she truly gives birth to a child, her relationship with Qin Yu would be inextricable.

It’s distressing.

"Your Majesty, how capable is the Great Chu Emperor?"

Qin Yu couldn’t help but break the silent atmosphere and asked.

"Average."

The Empress’s voice was indifferent, without a hint of worry or fear.

"Average?"

Qin Yu was stunned. What kind of answer was that?

Does the Empress not want to communicate with him anymore?

Or perhaps, he was overthinking it; the Empress, having passed the Seven Emotions Tribulation, is naturally indifferent and wouldn’t consider such matters. Might her reason for keeping him company be strictly official?

Thinking of this, Qin Yu couldn’t help but feel a wave of fear.

She was truly getting audacious, daring to speculate on the Empress’s mind, even harboring a bit of luck, believing the Empress had... figured it out.

Fortunately, maybe it was precisely due to this indifference that he could continue to safely follow the Empress.

"Hmm?"

The Empress sensed that slight change in Qin Yu behind her. Though still with his tail raised, he had conscientiously shifted direction, not as blatantly as before.

This fellow, why suddenly so proper?

She was somewhat unaccustomed to it.

It’s likely just a superficial appearance, the Empress wouldn’t believe such illusions anymore.

...

In the borderland, dark clouds gathered, and the air was filled with a suffocating pressure.

With Falling Stone Peak as the boundary, powerful cultivators hovered in the skies on both sides. Each had a serious expression, icy gazes, filled with vigilance and hostility towards each other, enveloping the entire region with a strong killing aura.

"What’s the situation?"

Wang Liweng landed atop the mountain peak and asked a Lotus Platform Realm cultivator beside him.

The border situation was urgent, but fortunately, the Flame Guard personally stood watch, giving him time to gather various Immortal Sects and Loose Cultivators. By now, behind him were tens of thousands of cultivators on their way.

"Reporting to the Hall Master, the Hall Master of Linluan Hall has already appeared, and nearly ten thousand cultivators from Great Chu Immortal Country have gathered at the borderland.

"Ten thousand cultivators? Is the Great Chu Immortal Country preparing to wage war against Great Yan?"

Wang Liweng’s expression darkened, becoming somewhat unpleasant.

The assembly of a Hall Master alongside such a number of cultivators was already sufficient to incite war between the two Immortal Countries.

"Lord Flame Guard, has there been any reply from Her Majesty?"

Wang Liweng felt uneasy, looking towards the figure like a war god ahead.

If not for the Flame Guard stationed here, the cultivators from Great Chu Immortal Country might have already massively invaded.

And while the Flame Guard could intimidate the Hall Master across the way, once the Great Chu Emperor arrives, she might be powerless.

"Do not worry."

Yan Ruo replied indifferently, facing the dark mass of cultivator army, her exposed gaze showed no sign of fear.

As a Flame Guard, even facing the Great Chu Emperor, she would not retreat.

Only death.

Foolish perhaps, yet it’s a manifestation of loyalty.

"Is that so?"

Just as the words fell, a majestic, somewhat mocking voice suddenly echoed.

"Hiss!"

In an instant, the entire northern sky over Falling Stone Peak erupted with deafening cheers, the cultivators on Great Chu’s side showing fanaticism in their eyes.

It was veneration and worship for the Emperor, sincere respect for the strong!

Soon, the Northern Border sky changed dramatically, the gloomy sky ripped apart by an invisible force, akin to the opening of the celestial eye. Golden sunlight cascaded down like a waterfall, lighting up the world shrouded in gloom.

In this dazzling brilliance, a majestic figure slowly appeared, as if coming from ancient times, carrying an unparalleled authority between heaven and earth.

Countless eager gazes focused here, only to see that figure stepping in the air, with steady and dignified steps, possessing both the grandeur of a dragon soaring to the sky and the stability of a tiger traversing the earth. His imposing aura was peerless, as if even the land beneath his feet trembled under his majesty, willingly bowing down in submission.

His eyes, sharp as the eyes of a falcon, seemed to penetrate all worldly illusions, gazing straight into the deepest secrets of human hearts. Under the watch of those eyes, no one dared to meet his gaze, nor did anyone dare to harbor any disrespect. All the cultivators lowered their heads, fearful of any offense.

Where this majestic figure passed, dark clouds were torn apart, sunlight poured down, and a vast and awe-striking aura swept out, shaking the four directions.

Even across the perilous Falling Stone Peak, the cultivators of the Great Yan Immortal Country could feel his formidable power and unshakable majesty.

"Greetings, Emperor!"

With a few steps forward, a middle-aged man dressed in a dragon robe had already arrived in mid-air before Falling Stone Peak.

Countless cultivators of the Great Chu Immortal Country, with fervent gazes, all respectfully hailed.

The area around Falling Stone Peak remained shrouded in dark clouds, in stark contrast to the exuberance on the side of Great Chu, while on the side of the Great Yan Immortal Country, the atmosphere felt exceedingly oppressive, with even the dark clouds above carrying suffocating weight.

"Emperor Chu!"

Wang Liweng’s expression was grave, and a hint of horror flickered in his pupils.

Emperor Chu had personally arrived!

As the Hall Master of Mountain Miao Hall, he was also a powerful cultivator of Foundation Establishment Realm, yet facing Emperor Chu’s dreadful aura, he felt as if he was merely an ant at the foot of a towering mountain, where any slight misstep could lead to annihilation by that terrifying aura.

The border army of Great Yan was as pale as paper; even the most resolute could only tightly grip their weapons, finding it difficult to breathe.

The cultivators who had initially harbored a sliver of luck now felt utter despair, never imagining that the fall of an heir would alarm Emperor Chu to appear in person.

Emperor Chu stood like a divine mansion in mid-air, with just his presence enough to effortlessly break the standoff at the border.

His gaze lightly swept over the border army of the Great Yan Immortal Country without pausing, falling directly on that graceful figure atop the mountain peak.

"Was it you who killed Mu Feng?"

Emperor Chu’s majestic voice slowly echoed, one could hear the cold killing intent embedded within.

As his words fell, the murderous aura in the air suddenly intensified, dropping the temperature by several degrees.

Those near the mountain peak felt as if they were plunged into an icy cellar, their bodies shivering. There was no doubt in their minds that Emperor Chu only needed a single thought to obliterate them.

Yan Ruo raised her fine forehead slightly, gazing at that majestic figure, a hint of dread surfacing in her beautiful eyes, yet she did not retreat a single step, staring defiantly at the imposing figure above.

Flame Guard.

Unfearful of life and death!

Sure enough, Emperor Chu’s expression slightly darkened, an immensely oppressive aura emanated from his body, at this moment, it was as if the air in the world froze.

"You know his identity, yet dared to strike, are you challenging the dignity of the Great Chu Royal Family?!"

Emperor Chu’s voice grew increasingly icy, the terrifying killing intent seeming almost tangible, provoking fear.

"Chu Mufeng ignored the pact between two nations, infiltrated my Great Yan Immortal Country for treasures of heaven and earth, disregarding human lives, his crimes deserve nothing less than death!"

Yan Ruo took a deep breath, a mysterious Dao Rhyme wave surged around her, partially offsetting the terrible pressure, her voice remained clear and vibrant.

"Absurd!"

Emperor Chu’s deep eyes flashed with a trace of surprise, coldly saying, "When does it fall upon a Flame Guard to judge the heir of Great Chu?!"

As his words settled, Emperor Chu extended his palm, reaching towards the figure on the mountain peak.

"Boom!"

With Emperor Chu’s movement, an enormous hand manifested out of thin air, carrying an overwhelming and despairing wave, abruptly grasping towards the mountain peak.

Judging by its posture, it seemed intent on capturing the Flame Guard alive!

The Flame Guard, externally representing the Great Yan Empress!

Emperor Chu’s actions, undoubtedly challenging the Great Yan Royal Family, also equated to laying hands on the Great Yan Empress.

Seeing this, Yan Ruo dared not be careless, immediately summoning Dao Rhyme Power in full effort, striving to find a sliver of hope.

However, the surrounding world was enveloped by a mighty power, and even at her utmost capacity, it was difficult to break through Chu Emperor’s wrathful strike.

"Master Flame Guard!"

Wang Liweng and others’ expressions changed drastically, desperately summoning Dao Rhyme Power, seeking to rescue the Flame Guard.

Yet, their power compared to that terrifying gigantic hand was no more than the glow of fireflies, unable to even momentarily hinder its advance.

"Hmph!"

Just as that gigantic hand was about to fall, a light snort abruptly reverberated in the world.

The oppressive feeling in the hearts of countless cultivators from the Great Yan Immortal Country was instantly swept away, and the once-closing hand seemed obstructed by an invisible force, unable to clench any further.

"Is this...the Empress?!"

Wang Liweng’s gaze swept around, yet did not see that majestic figure.

"Empress?"

Countless Great Yan cultivators raised their heads in unison, although they did not see the Empress, they clearly felt the powerful pressure pervading the entire world.

Under countless gazes, above Falling Stone Peak, light converged, and a majestic and unparalleled figure slowly appeared.

It was indeed the Great Yan Empress.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Upon seeing that figure, countless cultivators from the Great Yan Immortal Country had a passionate light in their eyes, all respectfully shouted in salutation.