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Chapter 844

Empress Meng Wanshu!!

Hearing her words, Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes, his thoughts racing as he quickly pieced things together. It seemed the woman before him was exceptionally sharp and had already realized the truth. *Hum!!* Qin Wushang stepped out of the void, casting a rather helpless glance at Ye Xuan. The corner of Ye Xuan's eye twitched. He had not expected Qin Wushang to follow as well. Had he feared Ye Xuan might take action against her? "Follow me." Ye Xuan led Meng Wanshu and Qin Wushang straight into that very secret chamber from before! Looking down at the terrifying sacrificial altar beneath their feet, Qin Wushang's pupils contracted sharply, and his expression grew exceedingly grave. With his back turned to Meng Wanshu, Ye Xuan spoke. "You guessed correctly. Someone did indeed tamper with Xin'er." With that, Ye Xuan lightly swept a finger across space, tearing open a pitch-black rift. From within, he dragged out an old man who had been tortured beyond human recognition, all five of his senses completely destroyed! His origin spirit lingered in a semi-detached state, teetering on the verge of shattering at the slightest disruption. Yet a layer of azure light enveloped his body and origin spirit, keeping him from truly perishing. Narrowing his eyes at the old man, Ye Xuan said coldly, "This is my third uncle." The moment those words were spoken, both people behind him drew in a sharp breath! Seeing a Body Integration Realm cultivator tortured into such a state was chilling enough on its own. Yet Ye Xuan was telling them that this man was his third uncle... Ye Xuan shook his head and said in a chilling voice, "Though this matter is connected to him, he had no awareness of it whatsoever. The methods of the mastermind are terrifying beyond measure. When I used the altar's power to peer at them, they detected me immediately." Meng Wanshu narrowed her eyes. "Senior, do you still have the spatial coordinates from that moment?" Ye Xuan glanced at Meng Wanshu in surprise. "You intend to search for them?" Meng Wanshu did not answer. After a moment of hesitation, Ye Xuan raised a hand and shot forth a streak of azure light. "Since they detected my divine sense, they've long since vanished to who knows where. If you go, you certainly won't find a thing." Meng Wanshu accepted the azure light in silence, murmured her thanks, and turned to leave. Before Qin Wushang could dissuade her, Meng Wanshu had already torn through the realm barrier and flickered away, vanishing entirely into the void. Qin Wushang pressed a hand to his forehead and cursed softly under his breath, nursing a headache. "What kind of temper is that...? No, I have to let Meng Jiangchu know." Pulling out a jade slip, he relayed what had transpired to Qin Xiao. Qin Xiao set down his teacup and turned with a laugh. "That girl of yours has quite a temper. She went looking for Ye Xuan on her own and has already taken off by herself." Hearing this, Meng Jiangchu's teacup wobbled slightly, and his eyelids twitched. He stood up resignedly. "Well, I was born to run around ragged. I'll go check on her." Qin Xiao suddenly piped up, "Brother Meng, why don't our two families become in-laws? My son is exceptionally talented as well." Meng Jiangchu, having reached the doorway, grinned broadly. "I admit your son is talented, but my son-in-law is better! Hahahaha!" Qin Xiao rose and cursed playfully, "You bastard, showing off like that." Leaning back in his chair, Qin Xiao's resolute features softened as he recalled Meng Wanshu's demeanor. He curled his lip and muttered, "Tsk, what a shame. Shang'er simply lacks the fortune." *** Deep within the silent void. Snowflakes abruptly and inexplicably began to drift through the emptiness. Immediately after, a tall, slender silhouette slowly materialized. Meng Wanshu wore no shoes, and beneath her bare jade feet, an ice flower bloomed with every step she took. Her long black hair was tied back casually, and her lavish blue gown drifted slightly, revealing her slender, shapely calves. In her left hand, she held an azure longsword radiating an ancient, desolate aura. Her narrow, fox-like eyes swept coldly across the void before her. Pausing her stride, Meng Wanshu thrust the sword out of its sheath with her left hand! *Skrehh—!* A ringing sword cry resounded through the void, and a terrifying sword ray slashed out! A torrent of sword light stretched a thousand zhang across, slicing open and freezing the void wherever it passed. *Boom!* Just as the sword ray extended to a thousand zhang, an inexplicable burst of sound erupted! The void tore open. A massive black palace appeared within the emptiness. Within a dark pool, Song Zhi'ang abruptly shot to her feet! Endless blood vessels instantly surged across her beautiful eyes! "Meng! Wan! Shu!" The brilliant sword light arrived almost instantaneously! Yet the moment the sword light was about to shatter the palace, Meng Wanshu appeared at the edge of the black pool without warning. Her speed was faster even than the sword light she had unleashed. Looking down upon Song Zhi'ang in the black pool, Meng Wanshu's eyes burned with cold killing intent. Even she had not anticipated that Song Zhi'ang was the one behind it all! *Boom!* The sword light swept over Meng Wanshu's head, cleaving the entire palace in two at the waist! Song Zhi'ang waved both hands, causing the entire pool to boil up like a shield before her. *Pfft!* Blasted back thousands of zhang, Song Zhi'ang spat a mouthful of blood, her face turning pale as paper. Before she could react, an icy hand seized her head. Sweeping forward, Meng Wanshu passed her by, grabbing Song Zhi'ang's head with her right hand and flinging her away with vicious force. An irresistible surge of power erupted instantly. Towering walls of ice several zhang thick rose in rapid succession. *Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!* *Boom! Boom!* Song Zhi'ang felt as though her entire body was shattering to pieces, her internal organs ruptured by the shock. The blood she coughed up was mixed with bits of flesh, and the bones in her back fractured. *Whoosh!* Even though she had obtained power through force-feeding, Song Zhi'ang, who had barely broken through to the Void Refining Realm, lacked the slightest ability to fight back. Just as she bounced back from the force of the ice wall, a long, straight leg swept toward her like a razor-sharp blade! Purely on instinct, Song Zhi'ang raised her arms to block. Yet the kick abruptly shifted its angle, whipping directly into her waist. *Swoosh!* The strike carried immense force, directly shattering Song Zhi'ang's ribs, the fractured bones piercing through her skin and viscera. "Pfft!" "Ah! You wretched woman! I want you dead!" With a wave of her hand, countless streaks of pitch-black primal energy transformed into spears, hurtling toward Meng Wanshu. *Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!* A piercing howl broke through the air, yet Meng Wanshu remained where she stood, not even bothering to draw her sword. A massive snowflake abruptly formed behind her, and in an instant, countless azure ice blades burst forth. The demon-qi-cloaked spears could not even approach within a hundred zhang of her. With a cold gaze, Meng Wanshu extended a finger. The snowflake behind her fractured into four longswords that shot forward! Surging demonic qi formed a barrier before Song Zhi'ang, but how could Meng Wanshu's incensed fury be so easily repelled? *Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!* *Boom! Boom! Boom!* Explosions rang out one after another. The longswords pierced through the demonic qi, pinning Song Zhi'ang's body firmly in midair. Terrifying frost energy immediately froze her dantian and origin spirit! *Hum!* Treading upon the frost, Meng Wanshu walked forward with measured steps, looking down like an imperious empress upon the enraged, humiliated Song Zhi'ang. Her gaze icy, her vermilion lips parted slightly: "The likes of you dare to plot against him?" At this moment, Song Zhi'ang's heart was consumed by sheer humiliation. Even though Meng Wanshu had not done anything deliberately to humiliate her, her extraordinary identity alone, paired with that lofty, disdainful gaze, was enough to drive Song Zhi'ang mad!