"Furthermore, Ling Xiao can easily destroy the Ji family and the Jiang family with a single treasure. The power of such a treasure is truly astonishing.

Just imagine, if these artifacts fall into the hands of Yang Meng, combined with the foundation and resources of Huangquan Bulao Mountain, their strength will increase by leaps and bounds in a short period of time, and they may one day surpass our Empress Palace in the future. By then, the pattern of the Demon Suppressing Palace will be completely changed.

, the majesty and status of the Empress Palace will also be challenged as never before."

Shangguan Wan'er's words were full of deep worries about the unknown future. She knew very well that in this world where the strong were respected, any negligence might lead to irreparable consequences. Therefore, she took the initiative to ask for help, hoping to help

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"My Lady Empress, you are responsible for the rise and fall of the entire Empress Palace, so naturally you should not take risks easily. However, my subordinates are willing to come forward and meet Ling Xiao in person to find out his true and falsehoods, and at the same time give him a warning.

Let him know that the Empress Palace is not something he can provoke at will."

Shangguan Wan'er's tone was full of confidence and determination. She believed in her own strength and believed that the power of the Empress Palace was enough to cope with any challenge. Her eyes were firmly looking at Empress Qianfeng, waiting for her final decision.

Qianfeng's eyes lightly glanced at Shangguan Wan'er, and his eyes contained expectations for his descendants and unquestionable majesty.

She spoke slowly. Although her voice was soft, her words were clear, as if they could penetrate people's hearts: "Treasures are certainly the help that warriors dream of, but in this world where the strong are respected, only the improvement of one's own strength is the most important thing."

The foundation for a foothold. Regarding Ling Xiao's matter, I have concerns in my mind, so you don't have to worry too much."

Speaking of this, Qian Feng's eyes flashed with a subtle meaning, and she seemed to have more profound considerations about Ling Xiao's movements.

Then, she changed the topic and her tone became more gentle and encouraging: "Wan'er, you are the most dazzling genius of our generation in the Empress Palace. Your potential and talent are unmatched by anyone. As the future empress, I will

I do intend to pass it on to you, but before that, you need to go through more hardships and challenges before you can take on this important responsibility."

"The Graveyard of Ten Thousand Demons is a dangerous place, but it is also a training ground for practitioners. I order you to set off there tomorrow, not only to improve your strength, but also to learn more about martial arts there.

and the true meaning of life." Qianfeng's words were full of trust and expectation for Shangguan Wan'er.

When Shangguan Wan'er heard this, a complex emotion surged in her heart. She was grateful to Empress Qianfeng for her cultivation and trust, but also felt uneasy about the unknown challenges she was about to face. She wanted to say more, trying to persuade Qianfeng to let her participate in Ling.

However, when the words came to his lips, they were interrupted by Qian Feng's unquestionable eyes.

"Empress..." Shangguan Wan'er called softly, with a hint of reluctance and helplessness in her voice. However, Qian Feng just shook his head gently. His actions showed both understanding of Shangguan Wan'er and determination that could not be disobeyed.

"You want to disobey me?" Although Qianfeng's voice was soft, it was like thunder, exploding in Shangguan Wan'er's heart. She trembled suddenly, lowered her head quickly, and replied respectfully: "I don't dare."

"That's good." Qianfeng nodded with satisfaction, then waved his hand to signal Shangguan Wan'er to step back, "Go and get ready, and leave for the Ten Thousand Demons Cemetery early tomorrow morning. Remember, you still have a long way to go. There is no need to rush. As for Ling Xiao, if he is really capable, someone will take care of him. If the church does not move, we do not have to act rashly."

Although Shangguan Wan'er still had many doubts and unwillingness in her heart, under Qian Feng's unquestionable order, she could only silently accept the order, turned around and exited the hall.

Although her steps were steady, her back looked a little lonely and heavy, as if she was carrying a heavy burden. However, she knew that this was the only way for her to grow, and it was also a solid step for her to move towards the position of empress.

…

At almost the same moment, the sun shone gently on the holy land of Zhenmo Mansion that was surrounded by rich aura. This was the core of Zhenmo Mansion - the holy church. It was towering and shrouded in clouds and mist, as if it were the purest place in the world. All the energy is gathered here, giving this ancient palace a mysterious and solemn brilliance.

Inside the church, the spacious hall is carefully arranged to welcome the most grand martial arts feast of the year - the final battle of the competition.

The four walls are inlaid with bright gems, which complement each other with the natural light coming from the window, making the entire space both brilliant and solemn. The air is filled with the faint fragrance of herbs and the nervous and exciting atmosphere of the monks, and every bit of it indicates that A fierce battle is coming.

Those participating in this competition are all young talents with extraordinary talents carefully cultivated by the Holy Church. They are dressed in uniform clothes with the emblems of their respective families or sects embroidered on their skirts, which look particularly dazzling under the light. .

At this moment, the faces of these proud men who were usually aloof were filled with desire for victory and respect for their opponents.

As the competition came to an end, the atmosphere became increasingly tense and solemn. The ten young men who stood out, like ten bright stars, sat around an old man with white hair and wise eyes under the attention of everyone.

This old man is a highly respected elder in the church. He has witnessed the rise and fall of countless talents in his life. He has both expectations and worries about the upcoming decisive battle.

"Elder, I heard rumors from the outside world that a young man named Ling Xiao has been in the limelight recently and behaves in a very flamboyant way. I wonder what will happen if he really competes with me?" A young man couldn't hold back. Curiosity was the first to break the silence. His voice contained both curiosity about the unknown strong man and confidence in his own strength.

Hearing this, the other teenagers also cast curious glances. Obviously, this young man named Ling Xiao had attracted enough interest and attention from them. The old man smiled slightly, and a deep light flashed in his eyes, as if he was recalling He is looking at something, and he seems to be evaluating something.

The old man was dressed in a flawless white robe with fluttering sleeves, which seemed to be unstained by dust, highlighting his otherworldly status.

His face is stern and his eyes are deep, as if he can see everything in the world, and the carefully groomed goatee adds a touch of immortality. His aura is strong and restrained, and any trace of it that is revealed inadvertently makes people feel...

The surrounding air trembled slightly, revealing his profound cultivation and strength that cannot be underestimated.

He slowly turned around and his eyes fell on the girl who was asking. Those eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts and look directly into the depths of their souls.
Chapter completed!