Fairy, listen to my explanation.

Chapter 715 Millennium Dragon Carp
After the Empress and Qin Yu left, the world fell into a deathly silence, with only the mournful sound of the wind.

On the scorched earth, jagged ravines crisscrossed like scars on the earth. The lingering imperial might in the air was as heavy as a physical substance. Occasionally, surviving beasts would be attracted to it, only to be crushed into blood mist by the invisible pressure as soon as they got close.

After an unknown amount of time, a sweet, cloying fragrance suddenly swept across the battlefield.

"Shh!"

The sound of a black veil fluttering lightly broke the silence, and a delicate bare foot stepped onto the scorched earth, the snow-white toes forming a stark contrast with the pitch-black ground.

As the wind howled, her skirt billowed, outlining a breathtaking arc, revealing glimpses of her beautiful legs beneath the black tulle skirt—enough to drive countless men wild.

"What an interesting little brother!"

Hongyan licked her luscious red lips, thinking of the captivating aura emanating from Qin Yu.

His blood must be sweeter than that of Wu Yuan and his trash!

Really looking forward to it!
Hongyan's gaze swept across the land, and the charming smile on her face suddenly froze.

The abyss, which should have been surging with holy energy, was as dry as an ordinary rift valley, and not a trace of the malevolent energy that she valued remained.

"You wretched little sister!"

Enraged, Hongyan stomped her foot, causing the ground beneath her to collapse. Her alluring curves undulated violently, and even the eerie tattoo at the neckline of her black veil swelled considerably, unintentionally exuding a deadly allure.

"If you're going to fight, then fight! Why did you plunder Holy Energy so thoroughly?"

Red Smoke spun around, gritting its teeth in fury.

She didn't care about the life or death of the Seven Jackals, nor did she care about the Human Emperor. Apart from the delicious blood that interested her, the only thing that could attract her to this land was the holy energy.

Suddenly, Hongyan stopped, her delicate nose twitching slightly as if she had smelled something. A strange glint flashed in her beautiful eyes as she quickly locked onto a certain ravine.

There, a barely perceptible drop of dark brown blood was being suppressed and extinguished by the remaining sword energy.

Hongyan extended her slender fingers, carefully avoiding the sword energy, and used her fingertips to pick up the drop of the Sovereign's essence blood. The blood writhed at her fingertips, faintly emitting the roars of the Seven Jackals.

"Hehe, Seven Jackals, it looks like you're going to suffer a loss."

She placed the blood droplet on the eerie flower tattoo below her collarbone. The tattoo, as if alive, opened its petals and swallowed the blood droplet. Instantly, a dark light flashed across her fair skin.

"Little brother, next time we meet, you'd better let your big sister take good care of you~"

Hongyan gazed in the direction the Empress and her companion had left, her tongue lightly brushing against her sharp canine teeth, letting out a charming chuckle.

Amidst laughter, her graceful figure vanished, transforming into a shower of crimson feathers.

As the last feather fell to the ground, an eerie flame suddenly ignited across the entire battlefield, burning away all traces of the battle in the area.

……

Deep within the Holy Heaven Palace.

The old celestial being sat on the bluestone, his fishing rod trembling slightly. Suddenly, the float sank, and a look of joy appeared on the old man's face.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a slight spatial fluctuation emerged, and an invisible imperial might swept across the lake surface, startling the fish, which scattered and fled.

The old celestial being's expression changed slightly, and the bamboo pole suddenly became light, leaving only a struggling fish scale on the fishing hook.

The old celestial being's hand trembled slightly. Such large fish scales!

The frightened spirit fish must have weighed at least a hundred pounds!

"Emperor Yan, you should learn to restrain your aura."

Heaven sighed deeply, like an ordinary old man who had been startled away from his fish, and sadly reeled in his fishing line without looking back.

The Empress was taken aback. She lightly tapped her fingertip, and the fish scale floated into her palm. She asked with some surprise, "Did the Lord of the Palace catch a hundred-year-old dragon carp?"

"century?"

The old celestial being snorted and muttered, "The one you scared away was at least a thousand-year-old dragon carp!"

Upon hearing this, the Empress felt secretly ashamed.

The old Celestial Venerable's realm had reached a point of returning to simplicity and truth; if one did not know his identity, one might mistake him for an ordinary old man. "You encountered the Seven Jackals?"

The old celestial being then turned around, keenly sensing something, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

The Empress returned in just a few days, and the aura emanating from her clearly carried the residual pressure from her battle with the alien venerable.

The Empress nodded and with a flick of her wrist, she retrieved the drop of dark golden blood.

As the drop of blood appeared, ripples spread across the deep pool ahead, and the spirit fish, as if sensing a terrifying pressure, all dived into the depths.

The old celestial being's body trembled. Good heavens, wasn't this whole mess a waste?

"This is... the primordial blood essence of the Seven Jackals? You injured him?"

The old celestial being took a deep breath, straightened his expression, and asked.

"It's a pity he got away."

The Empress nodded, somewhat regretfully.

"pity?"

The old Celestial Venerable's lips twitched, and a strange light appeared in his gaze as he looked at the Empress.

After the Great Qin Emperor entered the Dark Prison Realm, he slaughtered everyone in his path, and no one could defeat him. However, this Flame Emperor, upon entering the Dark Prison Realm, actually injured the Seven Jackal Venerables and even left behind their essence blood!

This is... utterly unbelievable!
It seems that both Emperor Yan and Emperor Da Qin have unique abilities to overcome the insurmountable barrier of the Heavenly Tribulation and achieve the Venerable Realm.

However, to the old Celestial Venerable's surprise, how did the Flame Emperor Venerable fight against the malevolent energy?
With the holy power at their disposal, the Seven Jackals are not easy to deal with.

"If we meet again, he won't be able to escape so easily."

The Empress's expression hardened slightly, and she said in a deep voice.

Clearly, she was somewhat dissatisfied with letting this injured ruler escape.

“Those figures in the Dark Prison Realm won’t sit idly by. If Seven Jackals are really going to die, other rulers will probably intervene.”

The old celestial being shook his head, his tone heavy.

The power of the Dark Prison Realm is not as simple as it appears on the surface.

For other Tianfu cultivators, they only knew that there was a ruler in the Wugu Domain who was comparable to a Venerable, but they did not know that the ruler was not the root of Tianfu Continent's fear.

The Seven Jackal Sovereigns, who rule over a region, are merely the tip of the iceberg in the Dark Prison Realm.

It won't be easy for humans to gain a foothold on this continent.

Seeing the solemn expression on the old Celestial Venerable's face, the Empress's heart sank, and she realized that her own state of mind had been somewhat fluctuating.

It seems I need to stabilize my mindset.

only……

Now that we've reached the Venerable Realm, we can't use the same excuse as before, can we?

Why would a venerable master take the initiative to seek out Qin Yu?

She can't do it!
Hmph, on his way back, I don't know if he was thinking about that vixen, but he was so well-behaved that he didn't even try to peek.

Qin Yu probably never dreamed that her refusal to disrespect the Emperor's majesty would lead to such a misunderstanding from the Empress.

Otherwise, he would definitely cling to the thigh of the Innate Tight-Leg Holy Body and cry foul.

At this moment, he was sitting on a stone bench, playing chess with Su Qingyue.

Not far away, Zhou Qingtong sat cross-legged, a mysterious aura emanating from her body.

However, his mind was uncontrollably drawn to the chessboard in front of the two people.

Upon closer inspection, Zhou Qingtong was astonished to discover that this seemingly simple chess game actually concealed a deadly trap.

(End of this chapter)