Almost left by the Emperor, the Mysterious Lady of the Ninth Heaven barely managed to escape unscathed, yet intense sorrow engulfed her.
It was too easy for her main body to get information from a mere wisp of Divine Sense, and soon she figured out everything.
A cold smile spilled over her lips.
The Divine Sense was just a strand split from countless wisdoms, somewhat naive and easily deceived, led astray by a wretched girl.
As the main body, she was a millennium-old being, able to see through such petty tricks at a glance.
Immediately, she intended to tell the Divine Sense that it was merely a childish prank, but before she could send the message, a barrier sealed off everything, cutting even her brief connection with the Divine Sense.
Little Taotie slowly wound the broken black thread around his little finger, and the surrounding Formation activated once more, severing all connections.
