Chapter 105
Hong Tian had never felt so captivated. She was unlike the others from the Upper World— though she was from above, her origins lay in a realm beyond it. In that realm, she and her people, the Feys, knew only of death. Isolated and bound by their duties, they were the only ones left of the four supreme races to remain in that place, and news of the outside rarely reached them.
Hong Tian had heard tales of Empress Han Lan before, in stories told by her older sister, and it was through her older sister that she learned of Han Lan’s conflict with the Graha race. Han Lan had slain the direct descendant of their Progenitor. When word of this reached the Upper World, it flipped the entire realm upside down as chaos ensued. The matter became so immense that even the Feys had heard of it.
At the time, Hong Tian was still young, and Han Lan’s name had only ever been mentioned a couple of times. While it was shocking news, it had nothing to do with the Feys— especially given their strained relations with the three supreme races. Thus, it was quickly dismissed. However, after Hong Tian arrived in the Mortal Desolate World, she became interested in this woman. The more research she did on the Empress, the more she marveled at her unparalleled accomplishments.
“There’s actually someone on the same level as my big sister. Incredible,” Hong Tian muttered admirably. Though she felt Han Lan was incredible, she didn’t think her big sister was in any way inferior. Whether or not this was true, one could only wonder.
“Other than Empress Han Lan, there could be no one else who obtained my senior’s legacy,” Hong Tian remarked. But as she took in the decrepit state of the palace, a wave of uncertainty washed over her.
“However… I haven’t felt any resonance from it. Is it possible that it’s not here in the Amber Soul Kingdom?” Hong Tian wondered thoughtfully.
At this moment, another dense ring of fog crashed into her. This one, being even larger and stronger than the previous one.
“Those Graha and their soul pulses are truly annoying,” she muttered with a frown. Just like before, she remained strangely unaffected, with only the golden flame symbol on her forehead glowing softly.
“It won’t be much longer before they find me,” Hong Tian murmured, without an ounce of worry. Though she was alone, she held no fear for the Graha or the Nether race.