151: The arrogance of the female cultivator from Cangwu
Cangwu Divine Palace.
The light screen of the Nine Heavens Cold Moon Grand Array enveloped the entire world, isolating the Chaos from the outside, reflecting a corner of the massive and formidable fleet above the dome.
Inside the main hall, on an imperial throne carved from ten-thousand-year-old profound ice.
Han Yueyi propped her chin with one hand, her icy blue eyes coldly watching the huge Water Mirror suspended before the hall.
The Water Mirror clearly displayed every movement of the Jiang Family Fleet.
"Heh, a bunch of monkeys in human clothes, actually attempting to lay claim to my Cangwu Divine Realm."
Beside her, a woman dressed in palace robes, whose appearance was seventy percent similar to hers but whose temperament was more alluring—Han Yueying, a Quasi-Emperor Seventh Heaven—covered her mouth and chuckled, her words full of disdain.
"Sister is right. Look at them, cowering in their turtle shells, especially that leading man. He was openly humiliated by General Red Lotus, yet he remained indifferent. He must be nothing more than a silver-plated spearhead, impressive in appearance but useless in practice."
On both sides of Your Highness, dozens of important officials from the Cangwu Divine Palace were arranged, all of them powerful female cultivators.
At this moment, they also spoke up, their words filled with sarcasm.
"Your Highness Han Yueying is absolutely right! Men, this species, are born carriers of the male original sin, inherently cowardly and foolish. How can they be fit to wield power and rule a region?"
"Indeed! Looking at the fleet's formation, it does have some method to it. It must be stolen civilization from some annihilated female world. Alas, a pearl cast before swine, falling into the hands of such males, it's truly a waste of heavenly resources!"
"In my opinion, after we break their warships, we must capture that leading man alive, cripple his cultivation, put a collar on him, and tie him in front of the Divine Palace gates, so that all worlds can see the consequences of offending my Cangwu Divine Realm!"
"However, their number of Quasi-Emperors is not less than ours."
"So what? As long as the Empress makes a move, no matter how many Quasi-Emperors there are, they are just cannon fodder."
Laughter erupted in the hall, filled with deep-seated contempt and ridicule for males.
In the understanding of the Cangwu Great World.
Males are synonymous with inferiority.
They are born with weak physiques and are not favored by the Dao. Even if they Cultivate to the Saint realm, they are destined to be defeated by female Supremes fighting above their level.
Perhaps, the Great Emperors of the outside world are only as strong as their Quasi-Emperors.
Han Yueyi listened to her ministers' discussions, her beautiful face showing no ripple of emotion.
Why wouldn't she think the same?
Since she proved the Dao a thousand years ago and ascended to the throne of Cangwu, the entire world under her rule has been orderly and thriving.
She firmly believed that female supremacy was the most correct and efficient truth in the Universe.
That thief who dared to sneak into her Sleeping Quarters and steal the [youying immortal net].
Although unexpectedly powerful, that must have been an isolated case.
The Cangwu Origin had told her.
The Great World could only accommodate two Great Emperors.
Even if that outside world came out in full force.
Her Cangwu still feared no challenge!
Now, these degenerates dared to deliver themselves to her doorstep.
This just gave her an opportunity, an opportunity to completely flatten the opposing world and spread the advanced civilization of female supremacy to another realm!
Just then, the scene in the Water Mirror changed.
That dark fleet did not launch a foolish frontal assault as they had expected.
Instead, a Divine Thought was transmitted from within the formation.
The content of the Divine Thought was simple: Nine Nether Lion, Hall Master of the Heavenly Demon Palace, under the Jiang Family Imperial Son, requests to challenge Quasi-Emperor Red Lotus of the Cangwu Divine Palace, to prove the superiority of their Dao.
"Pfft..."
Han Yueying was the first to laugh.
"Sister, did I hear that right? They actually want a one-on-one fight? And they specifically challenged General Red Lotus?"
Loud laughter erupted in the hall again.
"What kind of foolish tactic is this? Do they think this is child's play?"
"I think they've been scared witless by our realm's grand array and are trying to stall for time to find a way to break it!"
"Simply ridiculous! General Red Lotus is one of our Divine Palace's five great generals, a Quasi-Emperor Fifth Heaven cultivator with illustrious military achievements. How can she be challenged by such a secretive character?"
A hint of mockery also flashed in Han Yueyi's Phoenix eyes.
She raised her hand, and the hall instantly fell silent.
"Order Red Lotus to accept the challenge." She spoke indifferently, her voice cold, "Do not hold back. Within three moves, before this Empress, sever that beast's head, and use its blood to consecrate our Cangwu's battle flag."
She wanted to use a crushing victory to completely shatter their ridiculous fantasies.
She wanted that man hiding in the warship to know.
In the face of absolute power, any conspiracy or trickery was futile.
"As you command!"
...In the icy Void Realm, Red Lotus, having received the Empress's approval, revealed a cruel smile.
Riding an Ice Crystal Phoenix, she flew out from the light screen of the Nine Heavens Cold Moon Grand Array, her ice-blue long spear pointed remotely at the Jiang Family Fleet, her voice like thunder.
"You ignorant beast, how dare you challenge this General! Get out here and die!"
As soon as her voice fell, from within the Jiang Family Fleet.
A figure, looking somewhat listless and even a bit disheveled, flew out, grumbling.
It was Nine Nether Lion.
At this moment, he had reined in most of his Aura, his nine heads drooped weakly, and a few tufts of golden mane were withered and dull, looking exactly like someone who had just recovered from a serious illness and suffered a great loss of Origin Qi.
This appearance once again drew undisguised ridicule from the Cangwu female cultivators.
"Is that all? A sickly lion?"
"Hahaha, are all creatures from the outside world so weak? I'm dying of laughter!"
Nine Nether Lion ignored these taunts. His nine pairs of eyes stared intently at Red Lotus, a most fawning smile plastered on his face, yet he was transmitting a message to Jiang Yuan.
"Imperial Son, sir! Just you watch! Little Lion guarantees to thoroughly deal with this woman! Let her know what male majesty is! Make her cry and beg you..."
"Shut up, get to business."
Jiang Yuan's impatient voice interrupted his vulgar words.
If it weren't for wanting to verify one of his conjectures.
He would have launched a direct assault.
"Understood!"
Nine Nether Lion's Aura changed. His nine heads simultaneously rose, letting out an earth-shattering roar at Red Lotus.
"Hmph! You woman opposite, your Lion Grandpa is here! Clean your neck and prepare to die!"
A murderous glint flashed in Red Lotus's eyes.
"Seeking death!"
She stopped talking nonsense. Her figure and the Ice Crystal Phoenix beneath her merged into one, transforming into a blue lightning bolt streaking across the Void Realm. The long spear in her hand carried terrifying cold Qi that could freeze ten thousand li, stabbing directly at Nine Nether Lion's head!
This spear strike was her famous ultimate technique—[Ice River Epoch]!
One spear strike was enough to instantly freeze a star into cosmic dust!
She wanted to crush this boastful beast, along with its Divine Soul, in a single blow!
Facing this earth-shattering blow, Nine Nether Lion's nine faces simultaneously revealed an extremely human-like, eerie smile.