Outside the meditation room, the voice of the Wealth Merit Buddha was slightly sharp: "Why does he..."
Shangguan Qizheng looked at the serene corpse of Emperor Shitian, and his already aged and withered body began to wither at a visible speed, leaving behind only a relic and a Netherworld Validation.
Yet even this relic and the Netherworld Validation eventually disappeared from Shangguan Qizheng's sight, along with the blood qi enveloped in Buddha Light.
Shangguan Qizheng turned and walked out of the meditation room, gazing at the dense figures in the sky above Jiuhua Mountain, murmuring softly.
"Escaping into void, a thread of life, so it was here..."
"Is it so?"
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Qingmiao Palace, the bedroom of Yunqi Palace.
The stars outside the window poured into the bedroom like dazzling lights, creating the illusion that the night sky had inverted.
