Chapter 1064: Chapter 1063: The Empress’s Palace

“You know my name,” Xu Zimei replied.

“I am asking about your identity,” Xia Wanqing said.

“My identity would be beyond your comprehension,” Xu Zimei replied.

“In any case, I mean no harm to you.”

“You don’t have amnesia either, right?” Xia Wanqing said.

“This world is unfamiliar to me, saying I have amnesia wouldn’t be too far off,” Xu Zimei replied.

“Besides, we were strangers at the beginning.

It’s quite normal to be cautious.”

“I just dislike being lied to, especially by you,” Xia Wanqing said with some disappointment.

“Let’s go inside the palace and take a look; perhaps there are clues about your ancestor, the Heaven Martial Emperor,” Xu Zimei suggested.

He led Xia Wanqing forward, eventually stopping at the entrance of the palace.

With a strong push with his right hand, there was a booming sound as the gate emitted a heavy echo.

The two large doors slowly opened.

The opulence of the palace was beyond imagination; gold here was considered mundane.

Void Nether Stone, Yellow Bright Stone, Secret Heaven Stone, Ancient Stone were all available.

This palace seemed to be piled up with numerous ancient precious materials.

A red carpet appeared underfoot, and on both sides were sun crystal stones lighting up the surroundings.

“Has your Four Directions Domain ever produced any notable figures?” Xu Zimei asked.

“What kind of notable figures?” Xia Wanqing asked, puzzled.

“A Great Emperor doesn’t count, more like a Great Saint,” Xu Zimei replied.

“I don’t think so; I remember, not just in the Four Directions Domain, but even in the entire Mortal Domain, only one Great Saint has emerged.

Let alone a second,” Xia Wanqing shook her head.

“Which Great Saint was it?” he asked curiously.

“Brahman Demon Great Saint, he was the strongest in the Mortal Domain,” Xia Wanqing replied.

“For hundreds of thousands of years, he was the only one.

However, there were quite a few Great Emperors and Immortal Kings.

Don’t you know this? I’m beginning to doubt if you are from the Mortal Domain.”

“Just think of me as someone who fell from the sky,” Xu Zimei replied.

“Do you suspect this place is related to the Brahman Demon Great Saint?” Xia Wanqing asked.

“Not really, just a weird feeling,” Xu Zimei smiled.

The two entered the palace, stepping on the red carpet, with the palace doors closing automatically behind them.

It startled Xia Wanqing.

“It’s okay,” Xu Zimei reassured.

They continued forward through the palace, and a small wooden house appeared before them.

This cottage seemed very out of place in such a magnificent palace.

It seemed that someone had lived here before.

But it had been deserted for a long time.

“Let’s go inside and see,” Xu Zimei suggested.

Xia Wanqing nodded, and the two went inside the cottage. The furnishings were very simple.

A stone bed, a table, and a few stools; besides these, there was nothing else.

And on the adjoining wall, there was a rolled-up painting.

“What is this?” Xia Wanqing approached curiously and slowly unrolled the painting.

The moment the painting was opened, a beam of light shone out, instantly bringing an overwhelming imperial might.

The mighty imperial suppression rolled in.

Each of the two paintings depicted a figure stepping out.

One figure was a man dressed in a white long shirt, elegant, with hair hanging down windlessly, his eyes reflecting the universe.

The other figure was a woman, clad in a black long shirt, with a moon symbol on her forehead.

Like a fairy descending to earth, her demeanor elevated, with an aura of ethereal spirit surrounding her.

Black robes and white robes intertwined.

It was as if two torrents of light streaked across the Eight Desolates, descending from the firmament.

“It’s the Heaven Martial Emperor and the Nine Nights Immortal King,” Xia Wanqing hurriedly said.

“But why would their portraits be abandoned here, could it be that they came to this place before they disappeared?”

Before Xia Wanqing could say anything else, she suddenly noticed the Heaven Martial Emperor and Nine Nights Immortal King looking towards the two of them.

“Greetings to the ancestors and the Nine Nights Immortal King,” Xia Wanqing greeted them without considering whether the two portraits were sentient.

However, Xu Zimei standing beside her didn’t speak.

She tugged at Xu Zimei’s sleeve, but he showed no reaction.

“Are you a disciple of the Heaven Martial Sect?” the Heaven Martial Emperor stared at Xu Zimei for a long time, then turned to ask Xia Wanqing.

“Yes,” Xia Wanqing nodded.

“How is Heaven Martial now?” the Heaven Martial Emperor asked.

“It has declined; the descendants are incompetent and failed to revitalize the legacy left by the ancestors,” Xia Wanqing said with a downcast expression.

“All things in the world burgeon and decline, there is a reason in the Yin and Yang cycle of reincarnation,” the Heaven Martial Emperor said with a smile.

“I understand your feelings, but I am not saddened by this.”

“Are the ancestors still in the Mortal Domain?” Xia Wanqing hastily asked.

“Whether I am in the Mortal Domain or not, I will not return to the Heaven Martial Sect,” the Heaven Martial Emperor shook his head.

“Why not?” Xia Wanqing asked, puzzled.

“That place is too small; it can foster fish but cannot nurture whales, do you understand?” the Heaven Martial Emperor explained.

“Perhaps the analogy is not very accurate, but that is the essence.”

Xia Wanqing didn’t say anything further, knowing she couldn’t change anything.

The Heaven Martial Emperor turned his gaze to Xu Zimei, asking, “How should I address this friend?”

“Xu Zimei,” Xu Zimei replied.

“You must be in the Empress’s battle palace right now,” the Heaven Martial Emperor said.

“The Empress?” Xu Zimei was startled.

The first person he thought of was Empress Hongtian.

“Which Empress?” Xu Zimei asked.

“The Empress is a powerful figure from the Ancient Era, she had no name, we simply referred to her with respect as ‘Empress’.”

The Heaven Martial Emperor said in astonishment, “It’s surprising that someone in the Nine Domains is unaware of this.

You must have come from the Lower Realm.”

With this, the Heaven Martial Emperor sighed.

“Among millions, you must have been someone who stood at the peak.”

“The peak of that realm was never the real peak,” Xu Zimei shook his head gently.

“If you continue forward, you should reach the end of this world,” the Heaven Martial Emperor replied.

“If you are interested, you can go to the end and see; you might find it intriguing.”

Xu Zimei nodded slightly.

He glanced at the Heaven Martial Emperor and then at the Nine Nights Immortal King nearby.

“Fellow Daoist?”

“We are indeed fellow Daoists,” the Heaven Martial Emperor nodded.

Looking at Xia Wanqing, he said, “This painting has my imperial will inscribed; it should suffice for one more use.

This is the last gift I can leave to the Heaven Martial Sect.

Go back; the fate of the Heaven Martial Sect ultimately rests with you.”

After his words, the phantoms in front of them completely dissipated.

Subsequently, the scroll returned to its original state.

And Xia Wanqing carefully put it away, very solemnly.

“Let’s move ahead,” Xu Zimei said.

After leaving the cabin, they continued to walk on the red carpet for about ten minutes.

A wall soon blocked their path ahead.