11: Chapter 11 Do I now deserve to marry her mother?

Hum!

Immediately, in the vast sea below, a crystal coffin manifested, ripples stirring within it. A woman wearing a light blue long dress, with peerless grace and high-coiffed hair, manifested from within. She looked at Xie Wushang's Primordial Spirit, a hint of worry showing between her brows.

"Wushang, if you strike at this time, this Great Saint will break free, and the Disaster Prison Space will collapse, rendering all your previous efforts in vain!" said the Woman in White.

"As a father, how can I lose face in front of my daughter?" said the gray-haired Xie Wushang.

The Woman in White strolled over, gently stroking her long hair with infinite charm, "Why engage in a momentary display of bravado? As long as you help this Revered Master fuse with a wisp of true spirit from the clan and restore my Emperor Realm cultivation, by then, this Revered Master will call the shots and let your daughter's mother marry you!"

"You will call the shots, Revered Master?" The gray-haired Xie Wushang looked at the Woman in White.

"What, have you forgotten that this Revered Master is an ancient emperor of the Ji Clan..." The Woman in White smiled sweetly, speaking with a hint of haughty pride.

"Hehe, this Disciple indeed forgot about this matter." The gray-haired Xie Wushang looked slightly awkward.

The woman before him was precisely the remnant soul of an ancient emperor that Xie Wushang had revived from the fragmentary artifact of an emperor within an emperor battlefield in the Disaster Battlefield.

It was just that after this ancient emperor perished in years past, her remnant soul had been eroded by the Qi of disaster spirits, and she no longer possessed the cultivation of the Emperor Realm.

This caused Xie Wushang not to think of asking the female emperor to act and help him fend off the enemy for a moment.

After all, every wisp of true spirit power that the current female emperor restored required the consumption of countless heaven and earth treasure herbs.

Xie Wushang couldn't bear to part with those treasure herbs, hence he wouldn't easily let the female emperor make a move.

Of course, there were still many remnant souls of ancient emperors like the Woman in White dormant within the Chaos Sea inside the disaster prison bead.

In order to extend their lives and live another lifetime, those ancient emperor remnant spirits simultaneously took Xie Wushang as a Disciple and passed down an emperor scripture.

His emperor scripture, the Immortal Golden Body Formula, came precisely from one of those ancient emperors.

The Woman in White smiled sweetly and walked toward Xie Wushang, "So you must not be anxious. Sooner or later, this Revered Master will let your family reunite. What you need to do right now is to refine the Law of this Saint-Grade 'Disaster King' for your own use, and then repair your Dantian to look for some Saint herbs for this Revered Master."

The gray-haired Xie Wushang nodded, "What Revered Master says is very true."

The Woman in White wore a satisfied expression; she had managed to regain consciousness with great difficulty, and her strength was gradually increasing, so she certainly didn't want all her efforts to be wasted.

However, just as she was looking satisfied, her pupils suddenly constricted.

Instead, she saw the gray-haired Xie Wushang reach out, probing toward the Woman in White as he said, "Revered Master, you have already recovered to the strength of a Saint King. This Disciple will first borrow a wisp of your power. That way, when I strike, it won't cause this destructive Disaster King to break free and implicate myself."

As he spoke, Dao patterns of Law extended out from Xie Wushang's outstretched large hand, transforming into a huge vortex that enveloped the Woman in White. The air vortex churned, and a terrifying devouring force crazily devoured the energy within the Woman in White's body.

"It is the Great Devouring Technique of Emperor Swallowing Heaven!" The Woman in White's pupils constricted.

"You brat, stop immediately! This Revered Master has managed to recover just this little bit of strength with such difficulty, must you drain me dry right now?"

"Ah!"

"Ah!" The Woman in White looked exasperatedly at Xie Wushang, yet no matter how she struggled, she could not shake off the pulling force of the Great Devouring Technique.

In just an instant, the Aura of the gray-haired Xie Wushang increased significantly.

He stopped devouring the power of the Woman in White.

Afterward, the gaze of Xie Wushang's Primordial Spirit flashed, looking outside the disaster prison bead.

He looked at the female Saint of the Ji Clan outside, Ji Wanyue.

Outside, Ji Wanyue's heart trembled as she saw a pair of extremely terrifying eyes.

The gaze within those eyes was indifferent, filled with majesty, and carried a chilling Aura of slaughter.

It was simply like the Grim Reaper from Hell looking at her.

"Such a terrifying gaze!" Ji Wanyue's heart was startled.

At this moment, Xie Wushang's eyes flashed, and Dao patterns bloomed within his pupils, causing ripples to stir in the space before him.

Ji Wanyue only felt her Primordial Spirit being injured, her consciousness experiencing a wave of dizziness, and immediately afterward, she felt as if she had sunk into an endless abyss.

The next moment, the darkness vanished, and she appeared above a vast sea.

There, a gray-haired man standing a thousand meters tall was looking down at her.

Accompanied by this was a majesty that covered the heavens and earth, overturning downward and pressing down so hard that her body trembled, causing her to directly kneel and bow in mid-air.

"This is a Saint King of the tenth realm!" Ji Wanyue lifted her head with difficulty to look at the man whose Aura suppressed mountains and rivers, causing her Primordial Spirit to tremble.

A tempest surged in her heart; that man actually looked identical to Xie Wushang.

"How is this possible! How could you possibly be a Saint King!" said Ji Wanyue.

"A Saint King?" A faint arc curved the corners of Xie Wushang's mouth.

In terms of his Primordial Spirit power, he had long since reached the Eleventh Realm, the 'Great Saint' realm.

It was merely because he needed to suppress countless Great Saint-Grade, and even some quasi-Emperor-grade Disaster Kings inside the disaster prison bead.

The power he could use was limited.

Now, he had no choice but to borrow a wisp of power from the ancient female emperor of the Ji Clan to manifest his holiness externally.

"Do I have the qualification to marry Yaoyao's mother?" Xie Wushang's eyes revealed majesty as he looked at Ji Wanyue, speaking word by word.

"Such a young Saint King... indeed has the qualification." said Ji Wanyue.

She quickly raised her head and said, "However, because Yaoyao's mother gave birth to a Divine Body, she has now caught the eye of the divine sons from several Celestial Emperor Families, who all want to form a marriage alliance. If you want to marry her, you're afraid to have the ability to confront the Celestial Emperor Families. Otherwise, even if you were a quasi-Emperor, it wouldn't work!"

If Yaoyao's mother were merely a Saintess, she wouldn't be fought over for a marriage alliance by the divine sons of the Celestial Emperor Families.

But she had given birth to a Divine Body, which meant there was still a chance to give birth to another divine daughter, adding an Emperor seed to a clan.

Because of this, she had become a popular figure in the eyes of all the emperor clans.

Even though she gave birth out of wedlock, no one cared.

"The power to confront the Celestial Emperor Families?" Xie Wushang wore a calm expression, "I will have it."

As he spoke, Xie Wushang's tall and towering body gradually disappeared, and the space before them collapsed, turning into spots of light and vanishing.

Ji Wanyue's consciousness was withdrawn from that abyss.

"Just now, I was pulled into a Primordial Spirit Domain."

She gasped heavily, taking a full several breaths before coming back to her senses.

However, when she looked closely at the youth before her, all of her previous arrogance was already gone.

What remained was entirely apprehension and disbelief.

"Not even thirty years of age... yet already a Saint King... truly terrifying indeed!" Ji Wanyue murmured inwardly.

"The Jiang Tianxing of years past was similarly brilliantly talented..."

"Truly a tiger father has no dog-like son!"

When mentioning Jiang Tianxing in her heart, a few traces of soft, unusual light surfaced in Ji Wanyue's eyes.

"Pity... your enemies are the prodigies of the emperor clans."

Ji Wanyue looked toward Xie Wushang, pondering inwardly, "I hope you do not follow in your father's footsteps."

In the mid-air of the mountain abyss.

External Affairs Elder Ji Fangyue and Pang Feiyu, who had rushed over, looked with bewildered expressions at the absent-minded Ji Wanyue before them.

Pang Feiyu was surprised inwardly, "Just now, Saint Wanyue seemed to have a dazed gaze for an instant, as if her Primordial Spirit was obscured?"

Was her Primordial Spirit suppressed?