Fairy, listen to my explanation.

Chapter 672 The Majesty of the Qin Emperor
A purple haze filled the air, and a majestic figure in black appeared, his black dragon robe fluttering without wind, with nine five-clawed golden dragons swimming among the hem.

It was merely a divine thought avatar, yet it caused the entire world to pale in comparison. Jade steps automatically formed beneath its feet, and a canopy of clouds swirled above its head, as if the entire world was welcoming its master.

"Oh!"

As the figure appeared, the crimson vortex twisted violently, emitting a piercing shriek.

The crimson tentacles that had been frozen in mid-air suddenly burst open, turning into a rain of blood. However, before these blood droplets could fall to the ground, they were frozen in mid-air by a single glance and then evaporated into wisps of green smoke.

"Father!"

"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty the Qin Emperor!"

A sense of awe welled up in Qin Lingyue's eyes. The three of them bowed and saluted, their heads lowered. Even Qin Chu, who was a half-saint, was extremely respectful.

"Who dares to be so insolent before me, the Emperor?"

Emperor Qin didn't even raise his hand; he merely glanced at the scene, and the purple glow of the entire sky seemed to come alive, transforming into countless tiny dragon-shaped sword energies.

These sword energies did not emit a metallic clang, but rather sounded like the roar of a true dragon. In an instant, the entire world was filled with the roar of ten thousand dragons, their voices shaking the heavens.

The crimson vortex spun wildly, attempting to resist. From the depths of the vortex, two points of scarlet light emerged, like a gaze from the darkest depths of the abyss. A calm voice slowly rang out: "I never imagined that this world could give birth to such a being."

"Humph!"

With a casual wave of his hand, the Qin Emperor unleashed thousands of dragon-shaped sword energies that instantly rushed towards the hundred-foot-long blood-red vortex.

Contrary to expectations, there was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any dazzling collision of light. The dragon-shaped sword energies dissipated at a visible speed, just like boiling water poured onto a snowdrift.

From within the vortex came chilling screams, as if countless wronged souls were howling in agony, while those scarlet eyes coldly stared at the Qin Emperor's figure, as if these blood offerings were dispensable to him.

In a short while, the world returned to clarity, and those scarlet eyes disappeared along with the blood-red vortex.

Only then did the frozen space begin to flow again.

Kong Huan then realized that he was already kneeling on the ground, his forehead pressed against the ground, his whole body soaked in cold sweat.

That stemmed from an instinctive awe of a higher level of existence, a fear that even Qin Chu, a half-saint, could not resist.

"Yue'er, are you injured?"

The divine avatar of the Qin Emperor then turned to the beautiful figure behind him, his majestic gaze softening slightly.

"Your subject is unharmed, and thanks Your Majesty for saving him."

Qin Lingyue barely managed to lift her head, her voice trembling slightly.

“Those villains in the shadows are not beings from my Immortal Kingdom.”

Emperor Qin looked up at the sky, his gaze seemingly piercing through endless space. He paused for a moment and then said, "Qin Chu, contact all the major immortal kingdoms and find the source of this evil thing. Also, you will remain in this region and report to me immediately if you discover any anomalies."

"According to the order!"

Qin Chu kowtowed deeply.

Despite being a semi-saint, he showed no airs in front of the Qin Emperor, only genuine reverence.

Emperor Qin nodded slightly, and the purple glow slowly dissipated, along with the terrifying, suffocating pressure that had enveloped the world.

The three remained respectful, unable to calm down for a long time.

Qin Lingyue trembled as she picked up the jade pendant fragments that had completely turned to dust from the ground, her beautiful eyes filled with regret. This life-saving treasure, which contained a wisp of her father's divine will, had been used here.

"Your Highness, please go to the Martial Domain Hall first."

Qin Chu glanced around but found nothing unusual, and said.

"Thank you for your trouble, Your Excellency."

Qin Lingyue was not pretentious. She understood that this matter was no longer something she, at the Foundation Establishment Realm, could participate in, and even her father had been alarmed.

Soon, the three left one after another, leaving behind a city below that was almost deserted.

...The capital of the Great Yan Dynasty.

The Empress, who was reviewing memorials in the Imperial Study, paused, put down the memorials in her hand, and looked out the window with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

Just now, she felt an extremely strong fluctuation, which even made the three primal forces within her body somewhat restless, as if they were being suppressed by some supreme being.

"Imperial might..."

The Empress's expression was solemn, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on the vermilion brush in her hand.

If I'm not mistaken, that's the oppressive aura of the Qin Emperor.

It seems that the Qin Emperor has already reached that threshold. Both are trapped in shackles, but the latter's strength has reached its peak. He is probably only one step away from taking the step of transcending the Heavenly Tribulation.

The vermilion brush hovered lightly over the memorial, a drop of vermilion ink quietly spreading, just like her emotions, which were difficult to calm.

Since she achieved perfection in the Golden, Thunder, and Light Dao stages within her body and gained control of the power of origin, she has already touched upon the existence of shackles. She originally thought that the gap between herself and Emperor Qin would not be very large.

However, the emperor's power just now made the empress realize that the Qin emperor, who was hailed as the greatest emperor of all time, was probably far more powerful than she could currently match.

At this moment, the Empress couldn't help but think of the words left by the Qin Emperor outside the Endless Fire Domain.

He will definitely come to demand the opportunity in the Endless Fire Domain before he undergoes his tribulation!
She would not hand over Qin Yu or any creature born from the Wutong Divine Tree to the Qin Emperor. However, thinking of the Emperor's might just now, the Empress clenched her fist, and the vermilion brush quietly broke.

A moment later, a message came through.

The Empress glanced at it, her mind stirred slightly, and a voice entered her ears.

"Your Majesty, Emperor Qian has confirmed that the evil entity causing trouble in our Great Qin Immortal Kingdom is the same one you are facing."

"Emperor Qin personally used his divine sense to deal with the matter, but he was unable to completely destroy it."

The Empress frowned slightly.

As expected, it was the Qin Emperor who made a move. However, was the imperial might just now merely a wisp of his divine thought?

The Empress pondered for a moment, replied to Qin Chu with a few words, and then sat back on the dragon throne.

Even the Qin Emperor couldn't eliminate it, so it seems the problems behind the Black Soul Palace are more serious than she imagined.

The next day.

Qin Yu had just emerged from her natal space when she saw a graceful figure standing in front of the Ziwei Palace.

"Consort Qin, His Majesty has decreed that you be summoned to an audience immediately."

Yan Zhi seemed to sense the Empress's solemnity, and her voice was lower than usual.

"His Majesty?"

Qin Yu was taken aback. She had only been back for two days. Could it be that the being behind the Black Soul Palace had reappeared?

"Come with me."

Yan Zhi didn't offer much explanation and quickly led Qin Yu to the Imperial Study.

"Your Majesty, Qin Yu has arrived."

Yan Zhi stopped in front of the Imperial Study and said respectfully.

"Enter."

The door opened slightly, and Qin Yu stepped in with practiced ease, bowing respectfully about ten feet away from the imperial desk: "Greetings, Your Majesty."

"No gift."

The Empress did not raise her head, but merely nodded slightly.

A subtle silence seemed to fill the air, and Yan Zhi tactfully closed the door.

As the door closed the last crack, Qin Yu seemed to relax a little.

(End of this chapter)