These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

As Shang Quejun suddenly stood up and flapped his wings in an instant.

The bright red blood on his body was washed away in the air.

His dark green feathers were so bright they were almost emerald green, and he charged headlong into the crevice.

A sound of shattering.

He roared and flew into the sky.

The chains shattered on his body, and he almost soared into the sky, bursting out of the ground beneath Chaoge City and appearing before everyone!

"Shang Que Jun!!"

The joy in their eyes was even more gratifying.

Wei Tu also looked around.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

So it failed again... and Shang Que-jun still came out?

But just as this giant bird, entirely dark green and seemingly poised to soar into the sky, flew over Chaoge City...

"boom!!"

The earth suddenly trembled.

Shang Quejun also trembled violently, as if something was pulling him back.

It almost caused him to fall to the ground instantly.

This unexpected turn of events left everyone momentarily stunned.

Even Shang Quejun himself seemed to be surprised. He turned around in astonishment and saw... a brand new, extremely strong chain on his left leg, which seemed to be unbreakable by anything!

"This is……?"

The two interceptors looked on with surprise and uncertainty.

Shang Quejun had already understood what was going on, and his eyes turned fierce, filled with extreme rage.

He looked towards the direction of the palace, as if he could clearly see the figure of the girl sitting on the dragon throne even from such a distant distance, through the open gate of the mountain.

He could even feel her laughing!

She's laughing at herself!

A mere mortal! What earthly emperor? What destiny bestowed upon me!

She actually dared to lock herself up in this way!

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you! Ah!!!"

At this moment, Wei Tu felt a heartfelt sense of relief, and even a slight sense of awe.

If it weren't for this lifetime.

He probably didn't know that there was such a woman in the world, who, on her own, seemed to be the only one left in the entire country—a mere figurehead emperor.

There weren't even any ministers.

No soldiers fought for her.

No subjects stood with her.

There was no righteous immortal descending to save her country.

And so, she sat on the throne all by herself, using all her strength and all her lifeblood.

To gain the recognition of Heaven and Earth.

If she hadn't acknowledged it, there wouldn't be this chain that belongs to her, firmly gripping Shang Quejun's leg.

He was just a hair's breadth away from soaring to great heights.

Shang Quejun's anger was palpable, while the crimson blood clouds in the sky were slowly receding.

The girl sitting on the dragon throne finally smiled across her pale face.

It seemed to be mocking Shang Quejun's bewilderment and ignorance outside.

"I'm going to kill you all!!"

Despite his fierce struggles, Shang Quejun was unable to break free from the new chains created by Ye Bingluan's power as the emperor.

He not only struggled, but also raised his head and opened his blood-red maw.

"boom!!"

Suddenly, intense flames erupted from his mouth.

Almost everything that came into contact with the flames melted and burned on the spot.

In everyone's eyes, Chaoge City had almost been reduced to a sea of ​​fire.

Shang Quejun, who was spewing flames, instantly went berserk.

"Hahahaha...I'm going to burn you all to ashes!"

"I will break free! I will burn you all to death! Because you are no match for me!"

"It's only a matter of time...it's only a matter of time! You think this will hold me back? Naïve! So naive! You'll all die! You'll all!!!"

"call!!!!"

He opened his enormous mouth at an exaggerated angle, and Wei Tu could clearly see a huge fireball being born inside it.

It kept spinning, getting bigger and hotter. In Wei Tu's eyes, it was as hot as the sun, even more dazzling.

He couldn't stop it. He clearly felt that, being in Chaoge City, he seemed to have no ability to defeat Shang Quejun.

But at that very moment...

"call out!"

"puff!"

The fireballs that are spewed out should be extinguished instantly, like steam.

Shang Quejun's body arched dramatically backward as he roared in pain.

The reason for all this... Wei Tu clearly saw that a golden arrow was stuck in his winged back.

It looks somewhat familiar.

"This is……"

Wei Tu looked around.

A pure white crane appeared in the sky.

On the crane was a person, a woman.

Her dress fluttered, and golden ribbons wrapped around her smooth left arm.

Her dreamlike face now held only indifference.

He still held that golden longbow in his hand.

Wei Tu was stunned for a moment, calling her name as if in a dream.

“Luo Beihuang…”

Luo Beihuang, perched atop the crane, seemed to hear his voice and turned her head slightly to look over.

Then a slight smile appeared on his face.

"Wei Tu, we meet again." PS: Hmm... I should be able to finish this plot point tomorrow, I'm exhausted from writing!! Monthly votes! Monthly votes, you bastards!!

36. The end of the problem, the beginning of the calamity?

Wei Tu truly did not expect that this woman would appear in front of him again at this moment.

It always seems to appear at just the right time, always at the most critical and irreversible moment.

But her appearance was like an impossible twist that turned everything around.

Wei Tu found it hard to describe his feelings. Seeing the other person at this moment, was it more the joy of reunion or the relief of surviving a disaster?

The only difference is that Luo Beihuang is still very inexperienced now, and is not at all the same person as the Palace Master of the Extreme Sun Palace back then.

Back then, she was like a dazzling pearl on a snow-capped mountaintop, so rare that it was hard to even see her, let alone pick her.

Even a Celestial Emperor, who is already a dragon among men, would want to get close to this woman, but he can only see her face a few times.

Her whereabouts cannot be described as elusive, but she seems to rarely come out of the Polar Sun Palace. She once said that guarding the Polar Sun Palace was her life's mission, a statement tinged with sadness. Wei Tu had also visited her for drinks a few times, but usually he was the one drinking while she watched.

The last time we met, he didn't bring any alcohol, and yet he was also going to his death.

"This is... the Sunhunter Bow... the Sunhunter Bow... Damn it! Damn it!!"

Shang Quejun struggled frantically as the arrow pierced his body, causing him immense pain.

Luo Beihuang, perched atop the crane, said...

"Shang Quejun, are you still going to remain so stubborn? The Ji Ri Tian Gong has suppressed you in the mortal realm for thousands of years to make you repent, yet you still think of lifting the restrictions to continue harming the mortal world?"

The suppression of the Polar Sun Palace...?

and many more.

Wei Tu frowned.

Could it be that Lord Shang Que originally belonged to the Ji Ri Tian Gong (Polaris Heaven Palace)?

Wei Tu looked at the two who had been intercepting him. Not far away, the two had only three hands left, and they were still calculating. The other hand had long been burned into a pool of blood on the ground.

Then the two of them did some calculations with their fingers and exchanged a glance.

"withdraw!"

The two figures sped towards the outside of the city.

Wei Tu looked up at Luo Beihuang, who seemed to still be talking to Shang Quejun.