Chapter 926: Chapter 894: Just Pretend… I Am Her
It’s unclear how much ti had passed, but the Evil Empress seed finally satisfied with the fun, lazily leaning back, her beautiful lashes drooping slightly.
Her regal, small face had tightly pressed red lips, as if adjusting her hurried breaths.
After a mont, she opened her pale eyes, her vertical pupils condescending: “If there are no other matters, then leave. I need to rest.”
“???”
“…..” Xia Feng, drenched in sweat, still breathing heavily, with fatigue all over his body, slowly lifted his head, “Your Majesty, did you forget sothing?”
“Oh? Is there anything else?” Her majestic eyes looked down, as if the Empress was feigning ignorance.
“The Heavenly Dao Contract, it clearly states in the contract that after helping Your Majesty obtain the spirit paper from the Jinyang Divine Domain, Your Majesty would assist in going to the Sealed Land.”
Xia Feng’s black eyes squinted slightly, “Why, does Your Majesty intend to defy the Power of Laws from the Heavenly Dao Contract?”
The so-called Heavenly Dao Contract is a special contract capable of binding those at the Heavenly God Level.
Currently, the Tianwu Empress is rely a residual soul, and her full strength has not yet recovered, ultimately only at the Heavenly God Level. If she were to make a contract in this state, she would still be bound by it.
Seeing the Believer’s confident deanor, the Tianwu Empress’s vertical pupils showed keen interest, but she did not speak. She simply opened her palm, condensing the Heavenly Dao Contract glowing with divine golden radiance in her hand.
Under Xia Feng’s confused gaze, the Empress clasped her slender hand, directly shattering the contract into ash-like spiritual light, disappearing without a trace.
“…..”
The atmosphere within the temple remained silent for a full ten seconds.
Yet, the Tianwu Empress showed no signs of any backlash from the laws… though Xia Feng had anticipated this occurrence internally.
“Would you like to know why?” The woman in the imperial skirt leaned her divine smile, gently looking at the man at her thigh.
Xia Feng remained expressionless, tugging at the corners of his mouth as he cooperated with her, asking: “Why?”
“Because the Apocalypse Temple not only isolates all external divine thought attacks and spying but also secludes the Power of Laws from the Origin Heavenly Dao.”
“Such a contract, based under the constraints of [Origin Heavenly Dao], even if completed and signed within the temple, is nothing more than waste paper, of no effect.”
The woman in the imperial skirt, like a victor demonstrating her masterpiece, used her elegant finger to gently hook Xia Feng’s chin, “Do you understand now, my Believer?”
“…..”
Alright, alright! It’s got to be you, Evil Empress!!
Luckily, I never trusted you, and found a backup plan with the Black Crow Feather in advance.
Xia Feng gave himself a ntal thumbs-up for his wit.
However…
“Origin Heavenly Dao, what is it?” Xia Feng questioned in confusion.
The Empress shook her head: “Without reaching the God Realm, it is impossible to understand this matter; you can regard it as the World Will.”
World Will, huh… Xia Feng nodded and stood up, his legs still slightly weak but finally stable. He assud an air of respect, cupping his hands and smiling: “Your Majesty, if there is nothing urgent, I shall take my leave.”
Saying so, he turned directly to leave the divine rank.
Whoosh—His ankle was swiftly bound by a tail end, pulling him back.
“…..” Xia Feng turned back in confusion.
The woman on the Emperor’s Throne wore a regal expression, remaining silent for a mont before pursing her lips and asking: “Have you given up just like that?”
“Given up on what?”
“Given up on returning to the Sealed Land to et… another .”
“Hehe~ Your Majesty, you’ve played with such insidious ans and dare to ask this question? What, if I beg you, would you promise again?”
“Of course not.”
“Then there you have it.” Xia Feng forcefully tugged his right leg, but the tail’s grip tightened, preventing him from leaving.
The woman on the Emperor’s Throne gazed at the Believer’s back, her fingertips clutching tightly at the edge of the seat, “Since you cannot return to the Sealed Land and see her, why not stay here a while longer with …”
“?” Xia Feng paused in surprise, didn’t she just act like she was chasing away? How is it, not even two minutes later, she wants again…
“Let’s pretend… you treat as her, wouldn’t that be good?”
“…..” Xia Feng’s neck stiffened slightly, blinking his eyes, Empress Your Majesty, isn’t your tone… a bit humble?
Could it be that she’s truly jealous of the original body? Xia Feng was hesitant inside, unsure of how to respond.
After all, he sotis couldn’t differentiate between the Eighth Generation and the Ninth Generation, especially as the Eighth Generation’s residual soul beca more gentle and friendly toward him, making him more confused. Several instant intimate monts earlier he truly thought he was under the World Tree, facing Evil Dragon Miss’s original body.
“You always say I’m not the original body, but in reality, you know deep down, I’m only missing the mory of our interactions, but now, the mory of our interaction is there, my Believer, do you still want to escape? Are you unwilling to admit that I am actually your Divine Lord?”
The calm majesty in Divine Sound ca from behind, penetrating the heart, leaving Xia Feng stunned again, speaking… as if it made so sense?
Perhaps not!
Regardless, you Evil Empress won’t obstruct my return to the Sealed Land!!
Xia Feng now could sowhat discern the difference between the Empress and Evil Dragon Miss,
Evil Dragon Miss’s personality was more reserved, contemplating any sinister act by finding various excuses, keeping all thoughts hidden inside.
The Evil Empress, on the other hand, when she wanted to commit mischief, although she also found various excuses, she was assertive, if unable to find an excuse, she’d blatantly act on it, bolder than the original.
“Ignoring ? Fine.” The majestic calm voice sounded again, “My Believer, you have three seconds to decide, whether to treat as the original and continue to desecrate , or as an ally to keep helping solve Sinful Desire, choose!”
? Does it make any difference?
“Three, one, saying nothing, let’s assu you accept that I am the original.”
“!”
Whoosh—The dragon tail exerted force, Xia Feng’s world spun as he flew backward onto the woman on the Emperor’s Throne, his face burying deep in grand darkness.
“Desecrate !”
A commanding voice of authority ca from above, Xia Feng raised his head, slightly speechless, looked at the woman’s captivating divine smile.
Understood, the Evil Empress indeed has a thicker skin than Evil Dragon Miss.
But before Xia Feng could say much more, his head was again pressed into the abyssal canyon, his breath sealed away.
“Forget it, seeing you reluctant, accompany with so conversation.”
“…..”
Then let go so I can breathe calmly.
“Talk about what?” A buzzing voice ca from deep inside the imperial skirt, the woman lifting her small face, her gaze penetrating the temple barrier, peering into the distant stars, softly,
“Talk about the outside world, speak of the people and events you’ve encountered since you can rember.”
“This…isn’t much to talk about.”
“Believer, as your Divine Lord, I have the responsibility and need to understand you better.”
“But I’ve discussed all these with the original. You, Your Majesty, have received the original’s mory, you should know already.”
“I want to hear it from your own mouth!”
“….Fine, Fine, I’ll talk.” A reluctant buzzing voice erged,
The woman on the imperial skirt stroked Xia Feng’s black hair slowly like petting a cat, her vertical pupils narrowing with pleasure, quietly listening.
Of course, Xia Feng selectively recounted his past, his forte being embellishing and fabricating.
“I see in the original’s mory, that an extrely wicked and arrogant witch followed you. Tell about her.”
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