"She is the most extraordinary person I have ever seen." The god girl shook her head. "I cannot imagine the pain she endured at that ti, yet she persevered and fought my kinsman for three days and nights as if nothing had happened."
Even in that distant divine age, in the god girl's mory, there was no one like this girl.
"But she was ultimately just a mortal. The price of defeating a god caused her to pass away years later, and I received the reward for helping her that ti." The god girl continued, her voice carrying so wistfulness, as if reminiscing about the girl who had once fought alongside her. "That is, her soul."
"?" Bai Ling was stunned. She couldn't quite understand what the god girl ant by soul—was it the kind of ghost she was thinking of?
But she hadn't seen that soul.
"Stop looking. She has already been reborn. I'm not so selfish as to completely occupy her afterlife." The god girl smiled. "She accompanied for nearly a thousand years. Together we watched her successors gradually expand the foundation she left behind. Before entering reincarnation, she was in quite good spirits."
"After she left, I molded this body for myself in her image, as a way of helping protect the demon race for her sake." The girl beckoned to Bai Ling, indicating she should follow. "However, her descendants have all been quite capable, so there hasn't been anywhere I needed to help."
The endless desert had now disappeared. What appeared before Bai Ling was a massive palace. The girl stood inside the palace, while she stood outside.
"This is the domain within the divine domain—the place where we are truly imprisoned. If you just stand outside like this, I can do nothing to you. Her descendants should know this, so I believe with that little girl's cleverness, nothing major will happen." The god spoke to Bai Ling.
Indeed, Leticia might not be good at other things, but she was truly skilled at being crafty.
But did Leticia really know about this?
"Don't worry. She has had quite a few encounters with gods. She definitely knows such common knowledge." The god indicated Bai Ling needn't worry at all—Leticia even had two gifts from other gods on her person.
If a god was willing to give two gifts, how could Leticia not know the common knowledge of dealing with gods?
"She's had quite a few encounters with gods?!" Bai Ling was sowhat stunned. How did she not know about this?
Had she encountered gods here in the Demon Realm?
If she had gotten involved with gods back in the Human World, Leticia should have told her.
Should have... told her, right?
The more she thought about it, the less confident Bai Ling beca. It seed that with Leticia's personality, she would only say things she thought were necessary to say. If sothing seed unnecessary to ntion in her view, or if saying it wouldn't bring any benefit, then she wouldn't say it.
Like before, hiding Evangelyne's identity and wanting to use Divine Throne's hands to take Evangelyne away from her.
That guy's favorite thing to do was exactly this kind of thing.
"It should have been during her recent departure that she encountered them. In previous years, I don't know where she went, but the first ti she returned, she didn't have those two items. After going out and returning the second ti, she had gained those things. Moreover, she carries the auras of three different gods. Removing the one she had when she first returned, that ans in a short period, she encountered two different gods."
"She never told about these things." Bai Ling muttered with so displeasure.
Clearly they had agreed before that matters involving gods should be discussed openly between them. Yet while she had been open and honest, Leticia had been secretly establishing relationships with gods. How could this not make Bai Ling angry?
"Co now, she is the Demon King after all—she has her own thoughts." The god chuckled, seemingly finding Bai Ling's reaction amusing. "Her offspring, from the mont of birth, bear the fate of an entire race. The burden on their shoulders is heavy, making it almost impossible for them to be themselves."
"I don't think the burden on her shoulders is heavy at all. She stays ho all day doing nothing proper, throwing all the work to her sister. How can there be such a bad older sister?" Bai Ling continued muttering. She had to take this opportunity to properly vent her dissatisfaction.
The person before her was a god who had protected the demon race for who knows how long. Speaking ill of Leticia in front of her should be fine, right?
After all, what she was saying was the truth, and this god must have seen it all.
"Little girls always have their rebellious phases." The god placed her hand before her mouth and coughed lightly twice. "Alright, alright, let's talk business. I understand the specific situation. Opening the entrance to the divine domain is simple, but finding her inside will be sowhat difficult."
Every god had the ability to open another god's divine domain, but almost no god would do so, because doing so was basically equivalent to declaring war on that god.
Moreover, even if you cracked open the divine domain shell, what was inside wasn't a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, but a fierce beast.
Why did the first Demon King, despite possessing a divine artifact, only seal away the staff housing another god? The reason lay here—she knew she couldn't defeat that god.
A sneak attack could succeed once, but definitely not twice. No matter how arrogant gods were, they wouldn't fall for the sa trick twice.
If she really fell for it a second ti, that would only prove this god's brain might not be very functional.
"Unless the domain's master actively opens the entrance, every ti a divine domain opens, the entrance will be random. And the minimum area of a divine domain is roughly equivalent to a large city."
A large city wasn't very big for Bai Ling. If she flew up into the sky, Leticia would definitely sense her aura, which would be equivalent to finding Leticia.
So the difficulty wasn't here, but in whether she might mistakenly enter the core area of the divine domain—the territory where the god was imprisoned.
"If you really do mistakenly enter the innermost place, you can only try to delay for ti, then search for the nexus that can close the entire divine domain." The god girl told Bai Ling.
Of course Bai Ling knew this. Her battle with the God of Fog had ultimately ended using the nexus. That thing seed to have extrely strong restraining power over gods—once activated, gods would have no ability to resist.
......
"Sister Bai, what are you doing?" Qila rubbed her sleepy eyes, looking sowhat puzzled at Bai Ling tinkering around in front of the throne.
She had slept for less than an hour when Xue'er woke her up, saying Bai Ling had sneaked out of her room and gone to the great hall.
When she arrived to see, she witnessed the scene before her.
Sister Bai in pajamas was holding her longsword, gesturing at the throne as if she wanted to chop it in half.
"Ah, Qila, you ca at just the right ti. Co help quickly." Hearing Qila's words, Bai Ling imdiately turned and waved at Qila as if nothing had happened. Her natural reaction almost made Qila think this was Bai Ling's own ho.
Walking to Bai Ling's side with full confusion, Qila still couldn't understand what Bai Ling wanted to do.
"Help hold this chair steady. I need to find a good angle." Bai Ling held her sword with both hands, looking like she wasn't joking.
Qila's eye twitched. This was the Demon King's throne—a throne that had been passed down for who knows how long.
No matter what Bai Ling said, Qila couldn't let Bai Ling chop up this chair.
Then Bai Ling's next words put Qila in a dilemma: "This chair contains the demon race's ancestral divine artifact. I need to extract it to save Leticia."
"Huh?" Qila's eyes wandered between the throne and Bai Ling several tis. She suspected her ears might have a small problem.
This throne contained the demon race's ancestral divine artifact?
Setting aside whether this was true, why would Bai Ling know about this? It couldn't be that her sister had secretly told Bai Ling, could it?
Impossible. Her sister would never confess to Bai Ling about things even she didn't know.
Qila knew her sister was definitely hiding so things from her, and likewise, she was hiding things from her sister. But things they wouldn't confess to each other, they absolutely wouldn't ntion to outsiders either.
This was the understanding between sisters. They were each other's most trusted person—there couldn't be things Bai Ling knew that Qila didn't.
"How does Sister Bai know about this?" Qila asked.
"Mm, that god gave a prophetic dream."
"Eh?" Qila never expected such an answer. A prophetic dream—this was too incredible.
If anyone else dared give such a reason, Qila would definitely not hesitate to show the side of herself befitting a demon princess, letting them know she wasn't easy to fool.
But Bai Ling was different.
This powerful girl who had such an ambiguous relationship with her sister—every word she said demanded Qila's serious consideration. Even if she ntioned prophetic dreams, Qila had to consider whether there was a possibility that a god really had given Sister Bai a prophetic dream.
Especially since this matter involved her sister. Now that her sister was trapped in a divine domain with uncertain fate, Sister Bai wouldn't joke about her sister's safety at a ti like this.
If Bai Ling really were that kind of person, Qila felt she needn't worry about her sister's romantic problems.
Leticia definitely wouldn't fancy such a Bai Ling.
Unfortunately, Bai Ling wasn't that kind of person. She wouldn't deceive Qila about such matters.
"Sister Bai, could it be that you're too worried about sister, so you dread?" Qila carefully suggested her own thought.
She wouldn't believe in divine prophetic dreams no matter what, but Bai Ling wouldn't lie either. After thinking it over, Qila could only find this one possibility.
Bai Ling was too worried about Leticia, so after falling asleep she had a dream where she dread of a god, and then the god told her the Demon King's throne contained sothing that could save Leticia.
"No, I can prove I'm very clear-headed." Bai Ling said very calmly. She knew her words were sowhat incredible, so she didn't expect Qila to believe what she said. "But I must chop up this broken chair today. So, sorry, Qila. If you want to stop , I can only restrain you."
She was serious! Qila didn't know what to do anymore.
Fight?
She couldn't win. Without her sister present, who could stop Bai Ling from doing what she wanted?
Persuade?
Did Bai Ling in her current state look like soone who could be persuaded?
She believed the throne contained a divine artifact that could rescue Leticia, and in her heart, the current Leticia was undoubtedly the highest priority.
In this situation, Qila knew nothing she said could stop Bai Ling.
Either join Bai Ling in chopping up this ancestral chair, or be tied up like a dumpling and thrown aside to watch Bai Ling chop up this ancestral chair.
Either way, this ancestral chair was definitely dood today.
Qila didn't want to be so pathetically tied up and thrown aside, but as a demon princess, she also couldn't help Bai Ling chop up her family's ancestral throne.
After thinking it over, she silently stepped back a few paces, turned around, and began muttering to herself: "I didn't see anything, didn't see anything..."
Bai Ling looked sowhat speechlessly at Qila, who was acting like an ostrich. Since the obstacle here was gone, it was ti for today's main event.
She gripped her longsword tightly, raising the sword high above her head. Faint stellar phantoms swirled around the blade—to chop a chair, Bai Ling was actually using so real strength.
Even Qila turned her head curiously, wanting to see what Sister Bai looked like when serious.
"Strike!" Bai Ling gave a light shout, the longsword carrying terrifying montum as it slashed down. At this mont, even if a mountain stood before Bai Ling, it would be split directly by this sword.
Clang!
Under the massive recoil, the sword in Bai Ling's hand nearly flew from her grip.
Qila nearby had already widened her eyes. Under Bai Ling's sword strike, the throne had only been cut with a small notch.
"So hard." Bai Ling flexed her sowhat numb wrist. She had thought this sword could directly cut through the chair, never expecting the final result to be like this.
It seed she had underestimated the first Demon King's thods.
"Hah, again." She raised her longsword once more. This ti the stars surrounding her were more solid—this sword's power would only be higher than the last.
That previous strike had long since awakened everyone in the Demon King's palace, and so had already hurried to the scene.
"What is Miss Bai doing?" The bewildered Sasha walked to Qila's side, asking quietly. "Why is she at odds with this throne?"
"Sister Bai says there's our demon race's ancestral divine artifact inside, so she wants to split open the throne." Qila explained. "She just struck once with poor results, so now it's the second strike."
"Oh, then Miss Bai will be busy for a while. This throne's materials are quite particular—in terms of pure hardness, it's no less than a divine artifact."
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