She had truly become the master of the Imperial Capital, wielding a vast and indescribable Emperor's Power, utterly incomparable to what she possessed before.
If she wanted to suppress the cultivators within the Imperial Capital now, a single thought was all it would take to command the momentum of the world and the dynasty's National Fortune, crushing them with ease.
A grand Dao Rhyme echoed deep within the Imperial Palace, like the sound of ancient ancestors kowtowing in worship.
Emperor Xia's slender figure sat cross-legged, but her Celestial Emperor's Dharma Body was projected across the vast sky, its brilliant, sacred light illuminating the endless heavens.
She had now cast aside her previous timidness, revealing her female form with dignity and confidence. Once these inhibitions were severed, her state of mind finally achieved a flawless, unified perfection.
