After leaving the Deserted World, she still had lingering fears.
She didn't want to recall that kind of soul-stirring oppression.
"What kind of place is that? Why is there such an existence?"
She was secretly shocked. Because she felt that the aura that the giant beast emitted was not any weaker than the group of elders in Little Jie Mountain.
And at the last moment, she saw an unimaginable scene. The giant beast's giant claw that hung down from the clouds was actually bound by tens of thousands of chains!
"Who has such power to imprison it there? Could it be the emperor?! "
Thinking of this, Chang Ling was extremely shocked. At the same time, she was even more certain that only the emperor had such power.
"Could he have been imprisoned there by the Emperor as well?"
She gritted her teeth. Clearly, she already had an answer in her heart, but this answer was too unfair.
Using the power of an Evolved Immortal to fight a Great Evolved Immortal under Zhen Wuyang, should he be imprisoned?
Chang Ling knew that the tallest tree in the forest would be destroyed by the wind. It was also because of this that she felt indignant.
But all of this, she could not do anything. She could not even enter the Deserted World.
Thinking of this, she sighed and returned to Little Jie Mountain.
"Sister Ling, I, I actually fell asleep …"
In Little Jie Mountain that was shrouded in auspicious clouds, under the Immortal Tree, Ah Mi lowered her head and said. Her two chubby little hands were behind her back as if she had done something wrong.
Chang Ling forced a smile and stretched out her slender hand to rub her head. "It's okay, Ah Mi. Don't blame yourself. That was not a place you should have gone."
Ah Mi nodded and then hurriedly said, "Then Sister Ling, did you see Brother Jian when you went there?"
She smiled bitterly. "I did not see him."
Then, Chang Ling roughly told Ah Mi everything that happened there.
"Ah, it can't be. Would that place be so scary?"
After hearing this, Ah Mi said in shock.
Chang Ling sighed slightly. "It's far scarier than what I said. So it's almost impossible to see him."
"Then what should we do? Nothing must happen to Brother Jian. Otherwise, the young emperor …" At this point, the anxious Ah Mi paused and then suddenly looked up at her with hope in her eyes.
"Yes, the young emperor, Brother Yan!"
Chang Ling was puzzled. "What does it have to do with the little Celestial Emperor?"
As if he had found a life-saving straw, Ah Mi said, "Sister Ling, there's something you don't know. Brother Jian and the Young Emperor are best friends. If the Young Emperor knows that Brother Jian is trapped in the Deserted World, he will definitely come to help!"
"…"
After hearing this, Chang Ling was speechless. Even though she had been meditating in Little Jie Mountain since she was young, she still knew some things about the outside world.
She was especially clear about the situation of the Seven Princes under Zhen Wuyang, because this was the most basic criterion for a candidate to become a Heavenly Official.
It was rumored in the outside world that Zhen Wuyang's Emperor's Son was the most unreasonable and ruthless. He was also a loner and never befriended any Derived Immortals. He even saw his six brothers as his enemies.
A few years ago, Chang Ling had seen the Great Emperor's son, Gong Ziyan, from afar. He basically matched the rumors. His face was pale, devilishly handsome, and he was perverse and violent.
They were hostile towards all Derived Immortals in the Heavenly Court.
This also caused even the Ancient Gazing Elders in the Heavenly Court to avoid him and be courteous to him.
It was also rumored that when Gong Ziyan was underage, he had followed Zhen Wuyang into battle and used schemes to obtain the last Heavenly Court in the Dasi Region for Zhen Wuyang.
With all these deeds added together, all the Derived Immortals and Grand Derived Immortals in the Dasi Region and even the Heavenly Court did not dare to underestimate this "trash" Emperor's Son.
This was also the reason why she was surprised by Ah Mi's words.
In her opinion, it was impossible for the Great Emperor's Son Gong Ziyan to have anyone close to him, let alone a close friend.
Moreover, seeing how Jian Wushuang was severely injured and brought to Little Jie Mountain by Uncle Yu alone, she would not think that the two were related.
After thinking for a while, Chang Ling said, "Ah Mi, you can't say things like that. How could they be related?"
Seeing that she did not believe him, Ah Mi hurriedly said, "It's true. I won't lie to you, Sister Ling. At the Heavenly Court banquet not long ago, Big Brother Jian came with Brother Yan. They even obtained the immortal peach at that banquet!"
Chang Ling's brows twitched. She finally had an impression. The previous immortal peach at the Heavenly Court banquet was indeed the Great Emperor's Son Gong Ziyan.
Moreover, she had heard that after Gong Ziyan obtained the immortal peach, he split it into two and gave the other half to a young Derived Immortal.
Combined with Jian Wushuang's shocking performance in the Emperor's dojo, Chang Ling finally believed Ah Mi's words.
"But will the Great Emperor's Son be willing to take the risk to save him?"
Chang Ling asked, her voice full of doubt.
Ah Mi laughed, his large eyes narrowed into crescents. "Don't worry, Sister Ling. I can feel that Brother Yan's feelings towards Big Brother Jian are different. He will definitely come to save Big Brother Jian!"
She hesitated for a while before finally making up her mind. "Then, shall we go and invite the Great Emperor's Son?"
Ah Mi nodded furiously.
"But the Heavenly Official candidates are not allowed to leave Little Jie Mountain as they wish …"
"There are no buts, Sister Ling. Ah Mi will find a way to let you leave."
"Alright, alright."
…
Clouds and mist swirled and returned.
It was as if one was in a dreamlike cloud and mist. On the jade steps, a figure was leaning against the wall.
He wore luxurious clothes with mountains and rivers drawn on them, looking like a whale swallowing the sky.
Leaning against the jade steps, he was half-asleep and half-awake, unaware of the flow of heaven and earth.
In the Heavenly Hall, it was so quiet that one could hear it. There was not a single Derived Immortal's aura.
After an unknown period of time, the tightly sealed Heavenly Hall's Heavenly Door slowly opened. Then, a skinny purple-robed figure entered the hall, his steps light and quick.
The skinny purple-robed figure stealthily came to his side, bowed, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, a fairy came to the Sixth Heavenly Hall to request an audience. She said that she has something important to discuss with Your Highness."
The figure on the jade steps did not even open his eyes, as if he was still in a deep sleep.
Meanwhile, the skinny purple-robed figure stood still, waiting for a reply.
After a long while, a cold voice sounded.
"I won't see her. If she doesn't leave, kill her."
The skinny purple-robed figure nodded in agreement. He would resolutely carry out every order and never ask for the reason.
He turned and prepared to leave. However, after taking a few steps, he stopped and turned back to add a sentence.
"Your Highness, that fairy is a Great Derived Immortal. I can sense from her aura that she should have come from Little Jie Mountain."
"Not interested. Let her leave," said the figure on the jade steps. There was still only cold killing intent in his words.
The skinny purple-robed figure was silent. Finally, he said, "Your Highness, little Ah Mi asked her to come and see you."
On the jade steps, he quietly opened his eyes, which contained supreme majesty.
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