Listening to the sounds coming from outside the hall, the Great Emperor Jin Shi withdrew her divine sense from Heaven Beyond Heaven, her opened eyes full of complexity.
The tree falls and the monkeys scatter.
This phrase is applicable in any era.
Back in those days, even before she truly died, the Holy Lands she was allied with and the incense followers already lost their loyalty.
Disheartened, Jin Shi left the former grand hall with only two little cat demons and a handful of followers, struggling to survive in the Dead Realm for several eras.
Jin Shi believed that this was normal, but today, seeing the soldiers of the Heavenly Court, she realized it was not.
"Willing to die for the Supreme Emperor!"
The voice outside the hall was neat, as if one person was standing between heaven and earth shouting in anger, the momentum piercing through the Nine Heavens.
Jin Shi couldn't help but laugh as she listened, her smile tinged with envy.
She knew.
