Chapter 859

The surging wave of qi, like ten thousand horses galloping, was cleaved in two by Huang Tian's divine weapon.

Once split in two, it thundered past Sun En's side and roared off into the far distance.

Wherever it passed, the vitality of this stretch of heaven and earth was utterly annihilated.

By the time the surging qi slowly dissipated, Sun En could no longer hold on.

He dismissed Huang Tian's divine weapon, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and slumped down to the ground in utter dejection.

"Truly worthy of being 'Celestial Master' Sun En — I have long admired your great name.

Meeting you today has truly opened My eyes."

"This move must be your ultimate finishing technique, 'Huang Tian Wuji,' yes?"

Just as Sun En was powerless, a gorgeously dressed beauty, accompanied by Wan Wan, slowly descended before him.

Sun En had already exhausted his very last bit of strength to resist the surging qi.

At this moment, even an ordinary cultivator of the Earthly Immortal Realm could probably kill him.

He was anxiously racking his brain, wondering how to keep both himself and Her Majesty the Empress safe.

He heard this gorgeously dressed beauty recite his secrets off as though from a well-known catalogue.

Although the Heavenly Dao Golden List had introduced them before, Sun En vaguely felt that the person before him should be seeing him for the first time.

He forced himself to raise his head now, and upon clearly seeing the newcomer's face, could not help being stunned,

"Your Majesty…"

This gorgeously dressed beauty's features bore a nine-tenths resemblance to Wu Zetian.

The only difference lay in her bearing.

Wu Zetian, amid her regal splendor, carried a touch of languor, her nature leaning toward benevolence.

The person before him, however, amid supreme majesty, carried a touch of murderous sternness and grim resolve.

Those icy eyes showed that this person was surely one who killed and decided with swift, decisive ruthlessness.

"No, you are not Her Majesty. Who are you?"

Sun En discerned the difference at a glance, looked back and saw Wu Zetian together with Shangguan Wan'er, and immediately knew the person before him was not his own Empress.

"Celestial Master truly has sharp eyes."

The beauty smiled faintly, parted her vermilion lips, and breathed out orchid-scented words as she said,

"I am Wu Zhao, the Tang Dynasty's Empress."

"Wu Zhao?"

Sun En understood that a powerhouse of this caliber should disdain to lie.

The person before him, named Wu Zhao, was indeed the Tang Dynasty's Empress!

Yet although the Nine Provinces teemed with countless factions, Wu Zetian was the sole Empress throughout the ages.

Now suddenly a person so similar had appeared, proclaiming herself the Tang Dynasty's Empress.

What on earth was all this?

"Enough. You should address Me as Empress, and respectfully call Me Your Majesty!"

Wu Zhao's smile suddenly vanished, and a strange glint flashed through her eyes.

Sun En had been observing Wu Zhao all along; seeing that strange glint in her eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

He tried to close his eyes, even mobilizing his true qi to guard his spirit platform.

But before he knew it, a sharp pain stabbed through his head, and the next moment he had lost consciousness and collapsed to one side.

"Mingkong truly has fine tricks!"

Wan Wan had watched the whole thing coldly from the side and could not help but praise.

"It's all thanks to Master's careful cultivation."

Wu Zhao, rarely for her, offered a modest disclaimer, and then the two of them shifted their figures and had already arrived before Wu Zetian and Shangguan Wan'er.

"Hand it over!"

Wan Wan stretched out her hand toward Shangguan Wan'er.

"What do you want?"

Shangguan Wan'er, thinking they meant to harm Wu Zetian, immediately threw herself in front of Wu Zetian to shield her.

In truth, Shangguan Wan'er right now could probably be casually killed even by a first-rate martial artist.

The Wan Wan and Wu Zhao before her could obviously kill her with a mere flick of a finger.

Yet she and Wu Zetian were both sovereign and minister and bosom friends — no matter what, she had to protect Wu Zetian.

"What a loyal, dear girl."

Wu Zhao, rarely for her, offered a word of praise and said,

"I also knew a Wan'er, it's just that…"

Could there really be another Shangguan Wan'er?

Shangguan Wan'er, hearing this, could not help feeling it was utterly absurd.

Yet this Wu Zhao, apart from her unfathomably deep strength, also possessed an extraordinary bearing — she clearly disdained lying to her.

"Enough. Hand over the jade pendant of the Qinglong Society, and I can send you and Wu Zetian away from this place."

Wu Zhao suddenly checked her nostalgia and said to Shangguan Wan'er in a tone that brooked no argument.

So they actually wanted the jade pendant of the Qinglong Society?

This jade pendant stored the information leading to the Peak of Qinglong.

The reason Shangguan Wan'er and Wu Zetian had ended up here was precisely because of the jade pendant's guidance.

It was just that she could not fathom how Wu Zhao and Wan Wan knew about the jade pendant.

What do they want the jade pendant for?

Watching Shangguan Wan'er's eyes dart about, Wu Zhao smiled faintly,

"It seems every Shangguan Wan'er is a charming girl with a seven-orifice exquisite heart.

I've only said this much information, and you're already wildly speculating?

But no matter how much you speculate, it's useless — hand it over!"

As she spoke, Wu Zhao suddenly traced a strange gesture with her fingers before her.

The next instant, Shangguan Wan'er felt a tremor behind her back.

She turned around at once and saw the Qinglong Society's jade pendant actually floating up from Wu Zetian's body.

"No..."

Shangguan Wan'er was startled. She knew this jade pendant was not merely the Qinglong Society's friendly invitation to the Great Tang.

But if the jade pendant were lost and the Qinglong Society found out, they would surely blame her for it!

Without a second thought, she lunged to snatch the jade pendant back.

But just as her hand was still a few inches from the jade pendant, she felt an inexplicable tremor in the air.

Immediately after, a sharp pain shot through the Hukou of her palm.

An invisible force directly mangled the flesh of Shangguan Wan'er's right hand.

662 The Qinglong Society doesn't welcome Me?

Under such agony, a normal person's reaction would be to give up.

But Shangguan Wan'er was steadfast by nature, and deeply devoted to Wu Zetian.

She knew this jade pendant held extraordinary significance for Wu Zetian.

It would not only let her ascend the Qinglong Peak, but might also let her meet the great Dragon Head Ximen Wudi.

Recalling how Wu Zetian always looked whenever she missed the great Dragon Head, Shangguan Wan'er threw caution to the wind.

Gathering the last wisp of true essence in her palm, she desperately tried to take back the jade pendant.

"What a loyal and steadfast Wan'er!"

Wu Zhao actually smiled, lightly lifting her sleeve and giving it a sweep.

Ripples of energy shot forth from her sleeve, rushing toward Shangguan Wan'er.

Shangguan Wan'er no longer had the strength to dodge, so she simply didn't bother dodging and kept reaching for the jade pendant.

The ripples arrived in an instant and struck Shangguan Wan'er, sending her stumbling.

Besides making her miss the chance to grab the jade pendant, it didn't harm her in the slightest.

With Shangguan Wan'er's desperate obstruction gone, the jade pendant drifted into Wu Zhao's palm.