162: This emperor is about to launch a surprise attack!
Inside the Nine Heavens Cold Moon Grand Array, Cangwu Divine Palace.
Although the main hall had been shattered by Han Yueyi's rage, under the combined efforts of the Pseudo-Emperor powerhouses, it quickly returned to its original state, even more magnificent than before.
However, the atmosphere in the hall was suffocatingly oppressive.
Han Yueyi sat upon the emperors throne, her exquisite face icy cold, showing no joy or anger.
Below, the Pseudo-Emperor ministers, led by Red Lotus, all bowed their heads, not daring to breathe loudly.
The shame of defeat, the loss of the world's Luck, and the immense pressure from the three great emperors and one Pseudo-Emperor outside, were like towering mountains pressing on each of their hearts.
"Your Majesty, I believe we cannot wait any longer!"
A hot-tempered Pseudo-Emperor female Elder finally couldn't hold back and stepped forward, speaking loudly:
"Those two degenerates who betrayed female dignity are simply a disgrace to our generation, especially the central figure. As a great emperor, to be willing to be a running dog is simply unforgivable."
"That's right!"
Another Elder also echoed indignantly,
"Such traitors must be severely punished. Once we repel the foreign enemies, we must invade their world, capture them, cripple their cultivation, extract their great emperor dao fruit, and let them know the consequences of betrayal!"
"Dividing the world? They are not worthy! They defile the title of Empress! Your Majesty, give the order, we will fight them! Even if we die, we will make them pay the price!"
The hall was filled with fervent emotions, shouts of battle rising and falling.
These female cultivators, who had long held high positions, could not accept their worldview being so brutally overturned.
In their eyes, the existence of Liu Shenyin and Ye Lingxian was even more hateful than the Jiang Family's invasion.
They clamored to strip away the opponent's great emperor dao fruit.
As if it were some spoils of war that could be plundered at will, their words were filled with the fanaticism of the ignorant and fearless.
Han Yueyi quietly listened to her ministers' clamor, her icy blue Phoenix eyes showing no ripples.
Fight?
Fight with what?
The opponent had three great emperors whose combat power was not inferior to her own, and a mysterious leader who could easily create Saint Bodies, with countless Pseudo-Emperor powerhouses under his command.
On her side, her most capable assistant, Han Yueying, was captured, the morale of the lower ranks was shaken, and the world's Luck was greatly damaged.
With this ebb and flow, her chances of victory were less than ten percent.
Although she was arrogant, she was not foolish.
She knew that a head-on confrontation would only lead to death.
But to surrender just like that?
She couldn't do it.
The dignity of a millennium Emperor did not allow her to bow to a group of despicable people.
For a moment, this Empress, who had ruled Cangwu for a thousand years, found herself in a dilemma.
Just as she was feeling agitated, her body suddenly trembled uncontrollably.
Deep within her Divine Soul, the empathy closely connected to Han Yueying transmitted a faint but extremely regular fluctuation.
Dong... dong dong... dong... This is... a secret signal!
Han Yueyi's pupils suddenly contracted, and a stormy wave rose in her heart.
This set of secret signals.
It was established hundreds of years ago, when she had not yet Attain the Dao and relied on her sister, Yueying, for survival.
Only the two of them knew it.
It was used to transmit the most urgent information in the most dangerous and desperate situations.
Over hundreds of years, this set of secret signals had only been activated a few times.
She didn't expect to feel it again today, in this way.
The meaning of the secret signal was simple—"Enemy's defenses are lax, attack quickly, create an opportunity for me to escape!"
"Yueying!"
Han Yueyi's heart suddenly tightened.
A complex emotion mixed with relief, anxiety, and anger surged into her heart.
She was relieved that her sister had indeed not disappointed her.
Even when imprisoned, she was still trying to transmit information, her heart yearning for Cangwu.
She was anxious because Yueying must be in danger, which forced her to use this last resort.
She was angry that those despicable males dared to capture her sister!
She vowed that one day she would cripple all those people's cultivation and imprison them in the dungeon.
In an instant, all of Han Yueyi's hesitation and bewilderment were swept away by this signal from her kin.
Her Emperor's heart, which had been shaken by defeat.
At this moment, it became firm again, even harder than ever before.
She automatically ignored all suspicious points.
For example, since the opponent could easily capture Yueying, how could their defenses be lax?
Could Yueying's empathy ability truly cross layers of Restrictions and billions of miles?
In her mind, clouded by anger and kinship, there was only one thought left:
Save Yueying, at all costs!
She thought this was her sister's cry for help in a desperate situation, the final proof of their deep sisterly bond.
"Transmit my Emperor's order."
Han Yueyi suddenly stood up from the emperors throne, a decisive killing intent soaring into the sky.
The terrifying Emperors Might once again enveloped the entire main hall.
All the Pseudo-Emperors below were invigorated and knelt down in unison.
"All armies assemble, all Pseudo-Emperors follow me to battle."
"Your Majesty!"
At this moment, a Pseudo-Emperor female Elder stepped out, her face full of worry:
"Your Majesty, please reconsider. The opponent has three great emperors. If we take the initiative to attack, I'm afraid we will be difficult to contend with. Now, the best course of action is to defend the Grand Array and wait for a new great emperor to be born from our Cangwu Origin. Only with two great emperors united can we..."
"Precisely because of this, they will never expect us to dare launch a surprise attack."
Han Yueyi's icy blue Phoenix eyes burned with raging anger, her voice cold and firm:
"They think that by trapping Yueying, they can make this Empress hesitant, unaware that this is their biggest flaw."
"This Empress will personally act, taking advantage of their unpreparedness, and recapture Yueying in one fell swoop, which will revive Cangwu's Luck. Afterwards, if there is an opportunity, this Empress will swiftly kill those fallen traitors and seize their dao fruits."
"Only then can our Cangwu have a glimmer of hope."
Upon hearing this, the ministers below were first stunned, then suddenly enlightened.
"Your Majesty is wise!"
Red Lotus was the first to kneel, kowtowing excitedly:
"This minister is dull, I didn't think of this! Your Majesty's plan is indeed to catch them off guard and attack when they are unprepared!"
"That's right!"
Another Pseudo-Emperor female Elder also echoed excitedly:
"Those male fools, thinking they have victory in their grasp, will definitely relax their vigilance! Your Majesty's attack now will surely catch them off guard!"
"Your Majesty has strategized for a thousand years without a single defeat! This battle will surely be victorious!"
"Your Majesty's Divine Might is unmatched, how can a mere three great emperors block Your Majesty's sharpness!"
"After rescuing Her Highness Yueying, and with Your Majesty's combined strength, we will surely slaughter all those invaders!"
The hall instantly changed from worry to fanaticism, with praises rising and falling.
These Pseudo-Emperor female Elders all knelt on the ground, hope and fanaticism rekindled in their eyes.
In their view, Her Majesty the Empress's decisions were always correct.
"In this battle, this Empress will personally lead the charge. I will not return until the enemy is defeated!"
Han Yueyi's voice, like ten thousand years of cold ice, echoed in every corner of the Divine Palace, and through the Formation, spread throughout the entire Cangwu Great World.
She wanted to launch the most tragic surprise attack to catch the enemy off guard, create an opportunity for her sister, and seize a glimmer of hope for Cangwu.
Amidst a deathly silence and shock, the ancient and colossal war machine of the Cangwu Great World, accompanied by the Empress's mad will, began to emit a deafening roar.