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Yaoji was accustomed to this, believing that the behavior of the figure in the black robe was normal, while Yaoji was an anomaly among servants; only the divine race could hold themselves high above, and when would a servant dare to speak to her like this?
The two locked eyes, and it felt as if the air had solidified in that moment. At this point, there was nothing more to say. In an instant, both of them struck. Yaoji did not possess the incredibly hard body or unparalleled recovery speed of Mountain Spirit, but her powerful spirit was akin to that of a deity or demon.
In that moment when Yaoji made her move, it seemed as if the entire hall was enveloped by her spirit. Bai Yujing could see and feel it; her will extended outward, covering all directions, and that was all Yaoji's spirit.
Bai Yujing had never imagined that the existence of a person's will could be so powerful. Perhaps it was precisely because of such a strong spirit that Yaoji had not faded away through countless cycles of reincarnation.
Yaoji's spirit pressed toward Red Consort from all sides. Just as Red Consort lunged forward, she was immediately blocked and slammed down onto the ground. Dust erupted around her as cracks spread across the surface. Yaoji did not regard Red Consort at all, as if she were effortlessly pinning an ant to the ground, standing high above in the grand hall and looking down at Red Consort below.
At this moment, Red Consort was in a pitiful state; her once-bound black hair fell loose in an instant, and the mask on her face cracked and shattered on the ground, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
"Servants should kneel on the ground. Who allowed you to raise your heads to look at us?" Yaoji's cold words emerged from her lips. At this moment, Bai Yujing could finally understand what kind of existence the former divine race truly was—high above and looking down upon other races as if they were mere dust.
Red Consort screamed in fury, her face twisted in horror. The once splendid red robe became tattered at this moment as she charged upward again and again: "Why is it that you are born high above? I will pull you down from your pedestal! We are not mere servants; we are just like you...!"
"Boom!"
"Thud!"
"Poof!"
The entire hall was filled with intense combat. Red Consort, in a frenzy, charged at Yaoji, but Yaoji did not move at all. Meanwhile, Red Consort was covered in wounds, and eventually, her strength began to wane, causing her to weaken little by little.
"You guys, clearly buried by time, why do you still return?" With the final furious impact from Red Consort, she leaped onto the high platform and pounced in front of Yaoji. Yaoji coldly looked at her, watching as her speed gradually slowed down, slowly being bound in mid-air by Yaoji's power.
At this moment, Red Consort's bones had multiple fractures; both arms appeared to be broken, and her body was drenched in blood, showing hardly any intact flesh. She no longer possessed the previous splendor and instead gave off a feeling of twilight, her eyes losing their luster.
By this time, the figure in the black robe had already knelt before Yaoji, not raising their head even once, as if Red Consort had nothing to do with them. There was no desire for attention; without Yaoji's command, they would not have made any movements.
Yaoji grasped Red Consort by the neck, her slender hand lifting Red Consort as if she were holding a lightweight straw. Yaoji turned to look at the Coffin behind her, which was the resting place of the owner of the Yandi Mausoleum—Yaoji's father.
At this moment, Yaoji suddenly seemed to notice Bai Yujing and turned to him: "Who exactly are you? Your aura is very strange. Did you come here for Jianmu as well, like this servant, seeking entry into the Immortal Palace for eternal life?"
Bai Yujing shook his head repeatedly; he did not want to confront such a terrifying character. The person before him was not like Xu Lei, who appeared delicate; Red Consort was like a child in her hands with no power to resist. He estimated he couldn't withstand even a slap from her. These figures looked human but were nothing like humans: "No, no! I accidentally stumbled in here and have no intention of that sort. You don't need to pay attention to me!"
"Also, I just want to ask how to get out of here. My friends and I accidentally entered this place and still don't know how to leave!"
Yaoji no longer focused on Bai Yujing and did not respond to his words. She gently pushed open the massive Coffin and leaped inside. It shone with a dazzling golden light, extremely eye-catching. Yaoji glanced inside and then looked down at Red Consort: "Zi, bring him in!"
Bai Yujing then learned that the name of the figure kneeling on the ground was Zi. Immediately, he saw Zi grab Bai Yujing and lift him up into the towering Coffin. Inside lay a vast array of gold and silver treasures scattered everywhere, shining brightly.
The moment the Coffin opened, it was filled with golden light; everything inside appeared brand new. However, as the wind blew, the items inside quickly dimmed—the swords lost their luster, bronze took on a layer of blackness, and gold and silver lost their brilliance—as if the Coffin had sealed this place so that its contents could remain intact.
Inside was as spacious as a large room; apart from mountains of treasures and ancient artifacts piled high, there was also a coffin made of white jade in the center. Holding Red Consort, Yaoji seemed to sigh deeply: "Nothing can escape the erosion of time; nothing is eternal. Everyone will have their day of reckoning—even the glorious divine race will eventually fade away!"
At this moment, Bai Yujing couldn't help but speak up: "Wasn't there supposed to be an Immortal Palace? Didn't you all manage to build it in the end?"
Yaoji seemed to have a great deal of respect for Bai Yujing: "No one knows whether it will succeed or not; you have to enter and take a look to find out. Jianmu can lead to the Celestial Palace. Do you want to try it with me? It seems like we are the only two left from the divine race in this world. How have you survived through such a long time? Did you also consume something like the Immortality Elixir?"
Bai Yujing didn't know how to explain and could only remain silent. At that moment, several people stood outside the coffin together. Yaoji looked for a long time, sighed, and then pushed open the coffin. Bai Yujing immediately held his breath and looked inside. This was one of the highest-ranking figures in human legends, and being able to see him in person at this moment felt somewhat unbelievable to Bai Yujing.
However, the instant the coffin was opened, Bai Yujing immediately realized that it was empty inside.
"How is this possible? It's empty?"
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