《When I died, All the Empresses Cried》NOT JUST A FLASHLIGHT!
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''Goodbye, little girl. Don't blame me, blame your weird eyes.'' with his last words, he sent his dragons to tear her up and then swallow her down.
But, something strange happened, causing his chin to fall down and his eyes to open up.
Just as he sent his spiritual dragons after her, she froze up.
Her originally snow-white skin somehow became even paler and became almost transparent.
Her eyes stopped flashing now and then, but they also lost all their colour, leaving behind just the whites of her eyes.
Her luxurious clothes were thinly frosted as a layer of ice covered them.
A strange mist started coming out of her body, although it looked ordinary to the mortal eye, any cultivator above the Deity Ascension stage could see the deadliness of the cold mist that kept pouring out of her body.
Seeing the changes, Li Hong took his dragons back in shock to observe her with great cautiousness.
'I am an advisor, not a damn fighter! Why did I have to come to such place..?' he lamented in his heart but in the end, he came over his fear and attacked her with a resolute heart.
'Whatever! If I die, I die!' he encouraged himself as he once again sent his fiery golden dragons after her, this time boosted to the peak with all his energy.
'My technique is supreme!' he reminded himself for a boost of confidence, 'In the first place, my Eight Heavenly Flame Chains turned to Eight Dragons Burn The Heavens technique is a top quality technique that can even restrict an Emperor stage cultivator! Its only drawback is its low mobility, but that's not even a problem since she is not even moving! I don't need to be scared of her petty tricks!'
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Eight Dragons Burn The Heavens went straight to her body. Two went to her arms, two went to her legs, two went to each side of her waist, one from above went to her head and the last one stayed near him, ready to protect the Advisor Hong at any moment.
Seven flaming dragon heads came closer and closer to Li Jing's defenseless body with each passing second.
By this time, Li Jing's body was already entirely covered by the strange mist.
They each went into the mist without a hint of cautiousness.
Not even a second later, Advisor Hong screamed out in surprise, taking everyone's attention to himself.
''WHAT!?''
But to Li Hong's surprise, the mist was cold enough to devolve his technique and take away the flame from the 'dragons'.
Eight golden chains in shapes of dragons attacked all the same, but as they got closer and closer to her body, they each froze up and became solid ice sculptures.
''What the fuck?'' Wang couldn't help but say as he saw what happened there.
'Since when is my sister so strong? I knew she was talented but... ugh, she didn't awaken some old consciousness or something, right? I hope it's just another bloodline awakening or something.'
Seeing his only leverage gone, the Emperor made a split second decision and quickly attacked Wang with all his strength before throwing one of his jades to the soul of his brother, who just broke the jade with the meager amount of strength he could muster at the moment.
A golden shield lit up around Li Yan, letting the Emperor attack Wang without any worries. He had just given away one of his most valuable artifacts, but he was confident enough to know that he could defeat Wang without ever needing such an artifact.
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Alarm bells rang out loudly inside Wang's head as he felt the Emperor rush towards himself with the full strength of a pseudo-Emperor stage cultivator.
''If you kill me another one of your Peak Dao stage cultivators will fall!'' he shouted to deter the Emperor from advancing, ''If that friend over there dies too, your empire will fall to ruins and you will be as good as dead!''
The Emperor knew all of this yet he also knew that he couldn't falter at a moment like this. He ignored Wang's words and chased after him with a speed Wang could never match up to.
Meanwhile, Advisor Hong had his own difficulties.
''Don't bully my brother!'' a terrifying killing intent spread out along with a cold voice from the icy mist.
The mist was blown away with a strong gust of wind created solely from the presence inside the mist. The metallic dragons that already lost their flames were shredded to pieces and spread around the area, causing Li Hong to spit out blood in pain as the technique that was deeply connected to him was destroyed.
Li Jing's enchanting figure was revealed. Her eyes were no longer soulless but they had a deep blue hue inside of them.
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''Eight Dragons 'do not burn' the heavens.''
''Your sad attempt at humor is sad.
''At least I don't have a gigantic stick up my ass.''
''H-''
''Stop already.'' an elder had to break his arm to stop himself from facepalming.
Both of his disciples were fighting during an event like this as if they agreed to lose him as much face as possible in a single day.
Thankfully, more serious conversations were going everywhere around them.
''Is that the Heavenly Ice Body?'' a scholar spoke up.
''No, it must be the Heat Devouring Physique. Didn't you see how it sucked the flame out of those dragons?''
''No, no, no, they became like that simply because of the overwhelming aura of the bloodline! It must be the Ice Phoneix Bloodline!
''The rumor about the heroes being cockroaches was true after all. He still somehow didn't die.''
''That's a special ability all by itself.''
''Heaven's protect them after all. We normal cultivators can't much up to their background.''
''Yeah, it's as if they were born with diamond spoons.''
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{An: Extra chapters soon at [email protected]/lowkeygoodstuff}
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