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Or... even if we take a step back and assume there really is a supreme path in the path of life, is it certain that Zehime will find it?
but.....
"I really can..."
Perhaps because she was a goddess of life in her previous life, even though she cultivates the path of destruction in this life, Zhao Ji still has an extraordinary perception and talent for the path of life.
So... after she embarked on the supreme path of "destruction," she vaguely sensed another supreme path that resonated with her, a path brimming with vitality and rhythm...
The feeling was so subtle, almost impossible to describe or explain to anyone. But Zehime could sense it.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ji's gaze became somewhat complicated.
Although... Zhao Ji is now a high-level god-king of the Destruction Path, unless she reincarnates and cultivates again, she will not be able to accurately locate that supreme path or embark on that supreme path.
But... this doesn't mean that Zehime's perception is useless.
Because... don't forget, there is actually someone in this world who can share her senses.
'La Riro...'
She murmured her younger sister's name to herself. Her gaze became even more complicated.
Once she reached the same level as Jasmine, how could Zehime not realize how strange and coincidental Lariro's birth was?
Reincarnation and rebirth could have avoided splitting her soul and talents. But Zehime did just that under Jasmine's guidance.
There might be some schemes hidden within this, perhaps by Jasmine or other high-ranking god-kings.
Thinking this, Zhao Ji's gaze turned slightly cold.
'Jasmine....'
Silently repeating Jasmine's name in her heart, Zhao Ji's emotions gradually calmed down again.
Because... she realized that even if she understood this and saw through Jasmine's scheme, she didn't actually have many choices.
Because... she and Larilu are connected by blood and share a common spirit, which means they can no longer be easily separated.
Even if there might be a conspiracy involved,... when such a good opportunity is presented to Lariel, Zehime cannot possibly choose to give it up...
So, after thinking quietly for a long time, Zhao Ji finally made a decision in her heart.
'No matter what...it's not her fault. She should be given a chance.'
'So let her share my perceptions and find that supreme path.'
'Of course... that's assuming she can cultivate to the level of a high-level God-King.'
With this in mind, Zhao Ji, having made up her mind, stopped thinking about the matter and prepared to leave this secluded place to go out and see the current situation of the Eternal Continent.
Because, at the moment, she was completely confused.
She had only been in seclusion for three months, so how could she suddenly have three suns in the sky and two people breaking through to the advanced God King realm at the same time as her?
What major event has occurred on the ancient continent?
Why did so many people break through at the same time?
Thinking this, Zhao Ji couldn't help but glance at the sky again.
Then she noticed that the third, purplish-black, strangely colored sun was also beginning to slowly set.
However, compared to her and the brilliance of that silvery-white sun, the aura of this strangely colored sun was clearly much weaker.
Clearly, although this third God-King successfully advanced to the level of a high-level God-King, he failed in his attempt to reach the Supreme Path and did not find it, so he temporarily chose to give up.
As the dark purple sun set, Zehime withdrew her gaze.
She then surveyed the hall, and with a wave of her hand, dispelled the 18 layers of defensive magic she had set up within. She then stepped out of the hall, preparing to leave this spatial rift.
As soon as she dispelled the defensive magic array and stepped out of the Sand Palace, Zhao Ji was stunned again. She discovered that Qiu Tu was sitting cross-legged in front of her palace, cultivating with his eyes closed.
During her seclusion to advance her cultivation level, the cataclysmic power that overflowed from her body has transformed into a vast golden ocean in this small area due to the confined space.
Qiu Tu, meanwhile, immersed himself in that golden sea of cataclysm, silently cultivating his skills.
Zhao Ji carefully probed with her divine sense to perceive Qiu Tu's current state. The next second, her cold and beautiful eyes flickered.
'Guarding the pinnacle of the God-King realm?!'
Even though she had long accepted Qiu Tu's almost monstrous talent, Zhao Ji still couldn't hide her shock when she discovered that Qiu Tu had caught up with her again in such a short time.
What kind of prodigy is this man? How can his talent be so astonishing?
You should know that Qiu Tu was someone Zhao Ji personally watched as he rose step by step from an ordinary being to a guardian god-king.
All in all, it's less than 10 years.
This cultivation speed is absolutely astonishing. It can't even compare to Zhao Ji back then.
'His talent is clearly only in the single digits, yet his cultivation is so rapid; it's truly amazing.'
Thinking this, Zhao Ji couldn't help but take a deep look at Qiu Tu, and then her fingertips lightly traced across the void.
The next second, 19 defensive formations, even more complex than those inside the hall just now, silently formed around Qiu Tu, enveloping him and the golden sea of cataclysm.
After doing all this, Zhao Ji glanced at Qiu Tu again, a slight smile playing on her lips, before flashing away from the spatial rift.
As a result, they had just returned to the ancient continent.
Zhao Ji heard a man's domineering voice, as if he were ruling the world: "In this ancient world, your emperor has returned!"
Upon hearing that voice, Zhao Ji frowned slightly.
That voice was familiar to her; it belonged to the Destruction Tyrant, with whom she had been battling for the past two weeks on the Path of Destruction to Supremacy.
But... that last sentence was clearly not directed at her.
Because it seems as if the tyrant of destruction is announcing his return to the world.
But was he targeting another god-king?
Thinking this, a hint of doubt appeared on Zhao Ji's cold face.
The Destroyer Tyrant disregarded his own status and position, and personally took action?
Who offended him?
Jasmine?
Thinking about this, Zhao Ji suddenly felt that she had missed a lot in the past two weeks.
Therefore, her divine sense suddenly spread across the ancient continent and found a God-King of Destruction.
The next second, she flashed across thousands of miles and arrived beside the God of Destruction.
Zhao Ji was already nearly invincible among her peers. Facing an opponent whose strength was far inferior to her own, she didn't even need to make a move. With a light tap, the God of Destruction was shoved into the ground like a radish.
"I'll ask, you answer," Zhao Ji asked coldly.
Faced with the terrifying aura emanating from Zhao Ji, the god-king had no courage to say "no," so he nodded repeatedly.
Zhao Ji's first question astutely pinpointed the key to the recent major changes: "Has anything major happened at the Destroyer Royal Court recently?"
Upon hearing Zhao Ji's words, the god-king hurriedly and cautiously said, "Your Majesty...you must have been in seclusion for a long time, right?"
"A lot of big things have indeed happened in the royal court recently..."
That god-king was quite powerful. Although he wasn't a high-ranking member of the Destroyer Royal Court, he still had access to top-level information sources.
So, not long after, he told Zhao Ji everything that had happened recently.
When Lu Yao, the high-ranking god-king of the Life Path, learned of her location, she wanted to join the Tyrant of Destruction, but was captured by Jasmine on the way.
Upon hearing that Princess Huiming had betrayed the Destruction Royal Court and, with two other high-ranking god-kings, established her own power base to fight against the Destruction Tyrant;
Hearing the destructive tyrant's fury, he chose to give Princess Huiming 7 days to recover from his injuries and sort out internal affairs.
Upon hearing that Princess Huiming had transformed from "Destruction" to "Mystic Path" in just seven days and embarked on the path to supreme power, the Tyrant of Destruction was enraged and took action...
Even though Zhao Ji was trying to control herself, she was momentarily stunned.
What are all these things?
How come the entire ancient continent has fallen into chaos after I only went into seclusion for a few days?
However, after sighing, Zhao Ji silently analyzed the intelligence and the current situation in her mind.
If she wasn't mistaken, Qiu Tu must have been behind the current situation.
After all... the ancient continent was peaceful before and after its founding. Qiu Tu's arrival immediately caused chaos; to say there was absolutely no connection would be unbelievable.
Especially since... if God-King Lu Yao wants to sell him, Qiu Tu, given his personality, would definitely not stand idly by.
Therefore, he must have done something to cause the situation to turn out this way.
Thinking this, Zhao Ji couldn't help but glance in Qiu Tu's direction, a hint of tenderness appearing in her eyes.
Although Qiu Tu also particularly enjoys scheming or taking advantage of her, for some reason, she doesn't dislike him.
Perhaps it's because... Qiu Tu always puts himself first in everything he does. Even without any personal gain, he quietly cleans up her messes and handles all the consequences...
After a two-second lapse in concentration, Zhao Ji snapped back to reality and continued her analysis.
The reason the situation is now in such a chaotic state is likely because subsequent developments have exceeded Qiu Tu's expectations, and the interests of various forces are not aligned.
Having figured this out, Zhao Ji had a general idea of what she should do next: observe more, do less. She would wait until Qiu Tu finished his seclusion before making any decisions.
Thinking this, Zhao Ji didn't delay any longer. She used her divine sense to locate the battlefield between the Tyrant of Destruction and the Radiant Princess, and then flashed to that area...
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at the same time.
The battlefield where the Radiant Princess and the Destructive Tyrant fought.
The mountains had long since turned to dust, and the earth was filled with bottomless ravines. In every crack, the pure laws of the world remained, exuding a terrifying aura that even the God King trembled at.
The sky was dark red, as if stained with blood, and fragments of shattered space floated in the air like mirrors, reflecting a bizarre and multidimensional world.
In this area that resembles a post-apocalyptic wasteland, only two mountains have survived, and on their summits, two figures face each other from afar.
Princess Huiming's black python robe, embroidered with gold patterns, fluttered in the turbulent currents of laws. Her long, black hair cascaded down to her waist, and her exquisitely beautiful face, like a creation of a god, remained cold and indifferent.
On the other side, the Destruction Tyrant was as imposing as a mountain. He wore a black dragon robe, and just by standing there, the space around him kept collapsing and reforming.
He stood atop the mountain peak, hands clasped behind his back, his imposing face displaying an incredibly complex expression. There was a mixture of amazement at witnessing his daughter's remarkable growth, lingering fear at his own failure to notice her strength, and above all... a boundless rage of disappointment and frustration.
"Radiant Fate," the Tyrant of Destruction finally spoke, his voice low and deep.
"I never imagined that you would actually be able to embark on this path that no one has ever walked before."
"I am very happy for you."
There was actually a hint of relief in his tone.
"but....."
His tone shifted abruptly, and all his satisfaction and praise vanished, replaced by an uncontrollable, thunderous rage.
He glared at Huiming, each word seemingly squeezed out through clenched teeth... "You shouldn't have betrayed me! I'm the father who gave you life and raised you!"
He took several heavy breaths, his chest heaving violently, as if trying his best to calm himself down.
After a moment, his tone softened slightly, and his authoritative gaze returned to Huiming.
“I know you have talent, and you're also arrogant. But... you're still young, there's really no need to rush.”
His tone became somewhat earnest.
"You are the crown prince of the royal court."
"Therefore, whether I ultimately succeed in attaining supreme enlightenment or my lifespan comes to an end, the mantle and the legacy I leave behind are destined to be inherited by you!"
"At that time, the entire Destruction Royal Court will be yours!"
"If I succeed, you can switch to the 'Mystic Path' and find another path, just like you are now."
"If I fail, the experience I leave you will be enough to take you further down the supreme path of 'Destruction'."
In the end, the Tyrant of Destruction spoke with deep regret, as if the Radiant Princess had committed an utterly foolish mistake.