It turns out, they were the main characters.

But this requires time to accumulate and cannot be achieved overnight.

Ultimately, no living being can defy the will of Heaven.

But even such a way of heaven has things it fears, or even things it dreads?

Therefore, it needs to cause the dynasties of the Eastern Continent to fall every one or two thousand years to prevent the fortune of the Eastern Continent from gradually rising.

dong dong.

Just as Yao Meng was thinking about this, she suddenly heard a soft knock on the door.

Ye Qian got up and pushed open the door, where she saw her older sister.

For some reason, compared to her sister's usual elegance and composure, she seemed to have received some kind of nourishment at this moment, with a faint blush on her face and her rosy lips slightly pursed. Not to mention men, even Ye Qian, who spent every day with her sister, couldn't help but feel her heart beat a little faster.

"Sister, what brings you here?"

Soon after, Ye Qian realized what was happening and asked softly.

Ye Lingxuan smiled and said, "It's nothing, I was just a little worried because you hadn't come back yet at this late."

As she spoke, the girl's gaze fell on Yao Meng inside the room, and she smiled lightly, "Sister Qingdi, you seem to have quite the leisure and elegance, still reading a book?"

Yao Meng glanced at the girl without showing any emotion and said with a faint smile, "He entrusted me to investigate some things before, so I have to do my best to do it."

As a human emperor in the Feather Transformation Realm, Yao Meng could sense the innate spiritual energy emanating from Ye Lingxuan with just a glance.

Without a doubt, Ye Lingxuan only intended to come and give her a good beating.

However, this girl had clearly chosen the wrong person... Although she knew that Mu Zhian had been intimate with other women before, Ye Lingxuan probably didn't realize that most of the spiritual energy in her beloved Mu-gege's body had been consumed by this flawless fairy sister.

The remaining spiritual energy in the innate furnace is nothing more than scraps.

The look in her eyes, as if she were looking at a defeated dog, made Ye Lingxuan frown involuntarily.

He wanted to say something more, but he was quickly drawn to the ancient book in Yao Meng's hands.

"About the Eastern Continent Dynasty?"

Ye Lingxuan frowned slightly: "Hasn't the Great Qian Dynasty stabilized already? Is there anything else that Brother Mu is worried about?"

Yao Meng tossed the ancient book in her hand onto the table, rested her chin on her hand, and swayed her fair feet beneath her long green gauze dress.

Then, she said in a calm tone: "Since I have attained the Dao, I have witnessed the fall of more than ten dynasties. Before each dynasty fell, news spread that its fate was sealed... Even if the emperor of that dynasty was a wise ruler, it could not change this fact."

"I have never heard of a dynasty that has been able to stabilize itself after news of its impending doom has spread."

Ye Lingxuan was stunned: "You mean... even if Yongning ascends to the throne, he can't change the fate of the Great Qian Dynasty?"

That's what I initially thought.

Yao Meng glanced at her and said with a faint smile, "But in the end, behind the fall of past dynasties, there was more or less the shadow of forbidden lands. But this time, the forbidden lands have all retreated... I can't think of how the Great Qian Dynasty will fall now."

"So that's why you accepted Yongning's invitation, wanting to see what would happen during this time?"

Ye Lingxuan said softly.

Yao Meng slowly shook her head: "It's not just for the Great Qian Dynasty... In the end, even if the dynasty falls, it won't have much to do with me."

Ye Lingxuan almost instinctively asked, "Then why did you accept Yongning's invitation...?"

Yao Meng tapped her fingertips lightly on the table, her emerald green eyes filled with a gentle, holy compassion. She smiled and tilted her head slightly: "What do you think?"

She stood up, walked step by step to Ye Lingxuan, and said softly in a sweet and alluring voice:

"I came here, of course, for your brother Mu~"

……

Deep within the Heavenly Palace.

The green sandalwood gate opened silently, and the sky filled with paper cranes, creating a fairytale-like scene that felt almost unreal.

Behind the Qingtan gate lies an endless meadow.

Behind this gate lies a hidden paradise.

Above the grassland, the sky was a cold, merciless iron gray.

A dense network of chains, like a spider web, crisscrossed beneath the sky.

Within those intertwined chains, a woman was bound by them, her eyes slightly closed, sleeping peacefully.

She was graceful and ethereal, with an air of otherworldly elegance, yet also possessing an inexplicable allure.

Mu Zhian stared blankly at the woman.

Even he hadn't expected that a woman was hiding deep within the Heavenly Palace.

Moreover, he could feel that when he saw this woman, the three strands of Heavenly Dao Qi that were originally mixed together in his body gradually became active, as if they couldn't wait to run out of his body.

With a thought flashing through Mu Zhian's mind, he summoned the Heavenly Dao Qi within his body, which had already been mixed into the shape of chains.

Almost instantly, the three streams of Heavenly Dao energy seemed to come alive, surrounding the sleeping woman.

This scene made Mu Zhian secretly alarmed.

These three strands of Heavenly Dao Qi were transferred to him by the Spirit Dragon before, but the Spirit Dragon never said where she got these three strands of Heavenly Dao Qi from.

But this scene now... seems to have already provided the answer.

This woman is very likely the one who slept in the ancient bronze coffin, the owner of the Abyss Palace!

Because that bronze coffin was connected to the Heavenly Court, and it could also send a person's body to the Heavenly Court.

It's likely that the master of the Abyss didn't leave the bronze coffin back then, but instead entered the Heavenly Court through it, and then chose to sleep in the Heavenly Palace...?

Mu Zhian suppressed the turmoil of emotions churning within him and the explosive information that had overwhelmed him, and turned to look at the silver-haired beauty beside him.

From the very beginning, Yuanluo hadn't uttered a sound, staring intently at the woman before her as if she had lost her soul.

"Do you know her?" Mu Zhian asked.

"Yes, I know him."

After a long silence, Yuanluo spoke.

She whispered, "She is a fairy."

"The immortal who created the Nine Provinces and all living things."

"However, she is now just an empty shell."

"Her spirit is not in this body."

When Yuanluo said those words, Mu Zhian was first stunned, then his expression gradually stiffened and froze on his face, and finally his pupils slowly contracted.

His gaze was slightly dazed, his eyes reflecting the woman's stunningly beautiful face as she slept.

……

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Chapter 603 introduces the new Heavenly Dao character design. Let's uncover the sect leader's secrets together!

In fact, Mu Zhian had a vague premonition long before he even met the master of the Abyss.

Before Ye Yu arrived at the Abyss Palace, three Heavenly Dao Qi were suspected to have been taken away by someone, and Lin Ling also happened to have three Heavenly Dao Qi on her body... If it was just a coincidence, it would be too much of a coincidence.

Even among the most powerful figures in the Nine Provinces, most of them cannot produce even a single piece of the sacred Qi of Heaven.

A more likely scenario is that after the Abyss Master entrusted the three Heavenly Dao Qi to the Spirit Dragon for safekeeping, he lay down in the ancient coffin and entered the depths of the Heavenly Palace through the coffin, where he fell into a deep sleep.

No... According to Yuanluo, this is not a slumber, but just an empty shell.

Mu Zhian stared at the breathtakingly beautiful woman before him. Black shackles bound her fair wrists, and her ankles were also tightly bound by chains. Her long, flowing hair cascaded down her back, and her head was lowered, with her long, curled eyelashes slightly obscuring her eyes.

Just seeing her for the first time gives one a sense of peace that can naturally calm even the most anxious mind.

She even gives people an irresistible urge to submit to her.

This is an immortal, a celestial being who has ascended to the realm of immortals and possesses the divine power of creation.

"I can't sense any aura from her. Is that because she's just an empty shell?" Mu Zhian suddenly said softly, his eyes filled with doubt.

Yuanluo nodded gently and said in a low voice, "Hmm... her spirit must have left this body a long time ago."

As she spoke, her gaze seemed to lose focus, the light in her red eyes seemed to gradually dim, and her legs felt slightly weak.

"Where did her spirit go...?"

As soon as Mu Zhian finished speaking, he noticed that Yuanluo's condition was not right, and quickly supported her shoulder: "Are you alright? Should we leave here first?"

He suddenly realized that Yuanluo's condition had been somewhat off ever since she met this immortal.

Yuanluo glanced at the boy, a weak smile appearing on her slightly pale face: "It's nothing, you underestimate me too much, don't you? I am the new Heavenly Dao..."

"Haven't you noticed that the sun on your back has dimmed considerably?" Mu Zhian complained.

Behind Iris was a halo that was slowly turning, like a turntable, and it always emitted a dazzling light when it turned.

However, ever since they approached the door, the radiance behind Iris seemed to have been gradually dimming.

"That has nothing to do with why I'm here. I'm just feeling a little tired—"

"W-what are you doing? Don't pull me..."

Suddenly, Yuanluo realized that Mu Zhian was grabbing her hand and trying to get closer to the sleeping 'Chuxian', so she tightly hugged Mu Zhian's arm and plowed the ground with her feet to resist Mu Zhian's pull, refusing to move forward even an inch.

Looking at this scene, Mu Zhian couldn't help but chuckle: "So it really is because of this immortal... Are you afraid of her?"

"It's not fear, it's just—"

Before she could finish speaking, Yuanluo suddenly found herself suspended in mid-air.

Without saying a word, Mu Zhian bent down, scooped up her legs, and carried Xin Tiandao in his arms.

The girl's soft body was light and graceful, almost as if it had no weight at all, and the white silk made of Nirvana Silk added to its silky smooth feel, so much so that Mu Zhian couldn't help but feel a little flutter in his heart.

“Your spiritual energy is dissipating very quickly. If you stay here any longer, I’m afraid I won’t be able to see you again in a little while,” Mu Zhian said.

"Although I'm very unwilling... you're right, this place is a bit eerie."

"Have you had enough fun yet?" Yuanluo rolled her eyes at him, annoyed. "Hurry up and leave, if you don't want to lose me."

Mu Zhian couldn't help but scrutinize the soft body of the silver-haired mature woman in his arms. The snow-white dress tightly wrapped around her delicate figure, the white stockings that slightly revealed her fair skin, her pitiful appearance that looked somewhat weak and helpless at the moment, and even her slightly pursed red lips.