He looked straight ahead at the emptiness of everything, his naturally proud head unwilling to lift and gaze upwards.
Si Li casually wiped away the blood at the corner of her mouth, making no attempt to hide it, her elegance apparent in every gesture and movement.
There was no denying that at this moment, she appeared more like a solitary king than the Venerable Immortal in the city.
She wouldn't flaunt her strength by concealing her wounds and vulnerability. Her broad-mindedness surpassed the heavens and the earth; this world might indeed injure her, but could never extinguish her spirit.
The phoenix's cry resounds across the nine heavens, its battle cry piercing the fields!
A king's conduct in this world should aim to sweep clean the Four Seas!
The bloody spear in her hand faded like a shadow, while Si Li gracefully toyed with the Four Seas Sword, her narrow eyes unapologetically looking down upon the Emperor standing atop the city walls.
