Xuanyuan Huangdi appeared in person, laughing and chatting with the Heavenly Emperor.
At that moment, she inexplicably felt a bit stifled.
Behind the Right Attendant, a ray of rosy light rose from the ground, transforming into a mist, outlining the silhouette of an almost perfect woman. When the mist dispersed, 'Xihe' appeared, clad in a long gauzy dress.
She walked slowly to the back of the Right Attendant.
"Fellow Daoist, have you not made a clear decision? Xuanyuan Huangdi has abandoned you, despite your painstaking plans for him."
The Right Attendant closed her eyes and exhaled a turbid breath: "Fellow Daoist, there's no need to scheme. The Southern Continent is the beloved land of the Holy Mother, so I cannot possibly let you enter."
"Is that so?"
'Xihe' was not surprised by the Right Attendant's response and walked leisurely in front of her, gazing at the old woman's face.
'Xihe' smiled and said, "Aren't we facing the same enemy? That Heavenly Emperor."
