Crazy old hag?
Senior Sister Myōri was originally a beauty, but her primordial spirit had been out of her body for too long, and her lifespan was nearing its end.
Moreover, even in this state, who would dare to call an Unblemished Great Emperor a crazy old hag?
Even if Eastern Sky and Chang Yu were alive, they wouldn't dare to call Myōri that, would they?
However, Li Wanji roared like an idiot, jumping up and down as he roared.
"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Their spirit is commendable."
Zheng Qingchi's eyes were filled with sympathy. He had predicted Li Wanji's fate.
"Ignorance is bliss sometimes."
Qin Hao replied, and everyone sighed.
Whoosh!
Myōri released the will of the Unblemished Great Emperor. Suddenly, the void seemed to be sealed and solidified. She stared at Li Wanji's spiritual light ball and said, "What did you call me?"
The pulsing spiritual light ball stopped abruptly. Li Wanji was horrified to find that as the owner of the secret realm, he had suddenly lost contact with this world. There was an extremely vast Dili suppressing the entire space of the secret realm, cutting off his perception of the secret realm.
"You … what do you want to do to me?
I'm warning you, I'm the Spirit Emperor of the Southern Region … "
Myōri stretched out her hand, and her seemingly old palm pressed down on the spiritual light ball. Her power was so great that Li Wanji's Dili was suppressed on the spot. Myōri's two hands squeezed the spiritual light ball wildly. In the space, the shrill scream of the Spirit Emperor of the Southern Region suddenly rang out.
Was a Great Emperor very strong?
Qin Hao looked at Myōri's ball of spiritual light, which had been torn and deformed several times, and couldn't bear to look at it. He said helplessly, "Let me introduce you. This is my senior sister, the only successor of the Megrez Main Peak of the Divine Palace. She is also the last remaining Great Emperor of the Divine Palace. She is in the third realm of the Emperor's Path, and her cultivation is unblemished. According to seniority, she is also your senior sister …" Qin Hao said slowly. He told her everything that had happened in the Divine Palace. Although Li Wanji had not entered the Divine Palace to cultivate, he was indeed a direct disciple of Uncle Xuantian. Moreover, he was the only one who had inherited Uncle Xuantian's enchantment technique, so he had the right to know all the truth.
Before and after the destruction of the Divine Palace.
How did Empress Xuantian escape? Why were the Twelve Palaces Battle Suits forged? What was their significance?
He also told them everything about how this batch of candidates entered the Divine Palace and how they were taught by the seven Peak Venerables.
At this time, Qin Hao seemed to be an outsider, telling a story that had nothing to do with him. The more he acted like this, the more ruthless Myōri became, and the more miserable Li Wanji's screams became.
Everyone listened to the screams. They were afraid that Spirit Emperor would not be able to bear it, and his spiritual soul would be completely torn apart by Myōri's anger.
"Senior Sister, I was wrong. You will be my sister from now on. I should never have done this. Now, I regret it so much …" Li Wanji begged for mercy. Maybe he really couldn't bear it, or maybe he really realized his mistake.
Myōri's journey had been too hard. She had carried too many burdens, and it made people's hearts ache.
In terms of seniority, Li Wanji should call her senior sister. But in fact, Myōri was already a grandmaster in the hearts of all the disciples of the Divine Palace.
Including Li Wanji. He was a Great Emperor of the Divine Palace. What was he in front of the Unblemished Great Emperor?
Other than admiration and respect, there was nothing else in their hearts.
"Sister, I deserve to die, but Master is the only one left who knows the Imperial Method of Enchantment. If I die, Master's orthodoxy will also be destroyed. For the great cause of the Xuantian Peak, I must not die. It's not that I'm afraid of death, but I can't … Master's grave is here. Master, I have found my family …" Li Wanji fully showed Qin Hao and the others what it meant to be shameless. He wailed and howled, diverting Myōri's attention.
And it did work.
Myōri looked down and saw the huge tombstone and the emperor's grave.
As one of the Seven Peak Venerables of the Divine Palace and a Nirvana cultivator, Empress Xuantian had never lived a happy life. She had devoted her life to forging weapons and worked hard to forge batches of Divine Soldier weapons for the disciples of the Divine Palace.
After her death, she was not even qualified to be worshipped in the world. She could only be secretly buried in the alien space and turned into a lonely grave. At this time, the lonely grave exuded a sense of loneliness and depression.
"Uncle-Master."
Myōri slapped Li Wanji's spiritual light ball into the sky. In the eyes of Qin Hao and the others, it turned into a cluster of five-pointed stars and disappeared.
Then she slowly floated down. Her hunched figure stood under the platform, and tears flowed down her eyes uncontrollably.
On the day of the Divine Palace's destruction, the Peak Venerables had no remains. Even their spiritual souls had been refined by the Evil Soul.
In this emperor's grave, Empress Xuantian's body was buried. Among thousands of lives in the Divine Palace, she was the only one who could keep her body. How sad it was.
Figures floated down one after another and stood side by side behind Myōri. When Myōri trembled and knelt down, Qin Hao and the others knelt at the same time and kowtowed together.
When Qin Hao entered the Hidden Dragon Secret Realm for the first time, he was looking for treasure. It had nothing to do with Empress Xuantian.
But now, it was different.
Because they were the real disciples of the Divine Palace. In the tomb in front of them, Uncle-Master was buried.
"Senior Sister, get up. Uncle-Master's spirit in heaven would not want to see you cry so sadly."
After nine kowtows, Qin Hao got up, walked forward, and slowly helped Myōri up.
"Yes, Sister, don't be sad. Master is gone, but I am still here. As long as I am alive, I will never allow anyone to hurt you again."
At some point, Li Wanji's spiritual light ball flew back and floated obediently in front of Myōri.
When Myōri heard the voice, she suddenly looked over. Her hand reached out again, and her five fingers fell. In an instant, endless dazzling imperial light burst out, and the Great Path roared. At this time, Myōri was the absolute master. Her five fingers forcibly pierced through the light ball and sank deeply into Li Wanji's spiritual soul. She said, "What are you waiting for?"
Qin Hao nodded. Of course, he knew what his Senior Sister was doing. She wanted to sculpt Li Wanji's body.
The Qiankun Earth contained the endless vitality of the earth. It was formed naturally and was endowed with supreme power by the Heavenly Path. If a cultivator's physical body was destroyed, as long as the spiritual soul was still intact, the body could be rebuilt. It would be no different from a living body. All six senses would be intact, and the body would not be like a puppet without feelings.
This was the effect of the Qiankun Earth.
Qin Hao's space ring flashed, and wisps of earthy yellow Spiritual Qi floated out. Myōri's left hand grasped, and the Spiritual Qi madly rushed to her palm. It merged with the Unblemished Might and poured into the light ball.
"Ah!"
At the moment when Myōri's five fingers pierced through his spiritual soul, Li Wanji let out a shrill scream. It was as if he was being torn apart alive. It made people's scalps tingle.
But he also knew that Myōri was not harming him. She wanted to use the stronger Dili to stabilize his spiritual soul and make it easier to merge with his body.
Although the scream was extremely tragic, Li Wanji endured the pain and maintained absolute consciousness. He knew very well that at this time, he had to guard his spiritual soul. Once his spiritual consciousness weakened and his spiritual power collapsed, the consequences would be unimaginable.
In the best case, he would lose part of his spiritual soul. Even if he had the body of an emperor, he might lose part of his memory.
In the worst case, if his spiritual soul completely collapsed, no matter how deep Myōri's Imperial Path was, she would not be able to protect him.
"Go."
Myōri's Unblemished Will merged with the Qiankun Earth and rubbed it into the light ball of Li Wanji's spiritual soul. She slammed her palm down, and the light ball of the spiritual soul hit Li Wanji's skeleton and stuffed it into the skull through the eye sockets.