Storm clouds gathered above the Capital City.
High in the sky, a Turtle Shell emitting a black, ghostly glow resonated with the one in Lu Mingyuan's mind. The resonance produced a host of miraculous visions: Immortal Cranes danced, Martial Xiuxian roared, and purple clouds filled the heavens.
If any Qi Cultivator were to gaze at the sky using the Qi Observation Skill, they would see it filled with golden clouds formed from Destiny.
Lu Mingyuan felt the Turtle Shell stir. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the Great Nether Empress, who wore the guise of Qi Muxue. "What other secrets are you hiding?"
"That's a question I should be asking you."
The eyelashes of Witch Palace Language fluttered, her gaze profound and inscrutable.
"It seems there's a good reason you were able to emerge victorious from the Nine Dragons Struggle for the Throne."
"So, we are the same kind of person."
Lu Mingyuan said flatly, "I am nothing like you."
