Loading...
The disciples of the Faculty of Seduction had no idea what had just happened.
In their eyes, their dean, who had endured so much humiliation, was now resting obediently in the arms of the Primordial Emperor, like a docile lover.
There was a smile of quiet bliss on her alluring face, her breathing slow and relaxed, as if a heavy burden had finally lifted. It suddenly made sense. She had long since belonged to the Primordial Emperor.
The grand formation had been broken. The ground lay in ruin, littered with shattered fragments of spiritual artifacts.
The grand killing formation, a scheme the Eastern Sea’s elites had spent three years patiently building toward, had now become a complete joke.
The formation drew on the collective power of everyone within it. But if the formation was attacked, the backlash would hit them all. It was like two armies clashing. If one side fell, none of its soldiers would walk away unscathed.
True, the 30 cultivators who composed the formation were all third rank. Even in death, they could be resurrected using the blood essence they had hidden in advance.
But so what?
The world was on the verge of a great upheaval. Even if...
Unlock free chapters every day
Bookmark your novel and never lose track of your progress
Share your thoughts with your favorite translator in the comments.
