In the Central Emperor Realm among the Seventy-two Domains, within a palace towering tens of thousands of meters high, over a hundred cultivators above the Mahayana Realm were standing quietly in two rows.
At the head seat, a woman dressed in resplendent robes adorned with jade was deep in thought, her expression solemn.
The woman appeared to be in her thirties, with half of her slender legs exposed, pure and immaculate.
If Tang Rao were here, he would doubtlessly grind his teeth in anger and his fury would reach the sky.
This woman was none other than Mei Fanghua, the root cause of all troubles.
"A bunch of trash, you haven't even found a trace of him after all this time." Mei Fanghua suddenly cursed out loud.
"Your Majesty, we have searched most of the starry sky and almost turned over the entire Seventy-two Domains. It is possible that Tang Rao is already dead," one of Mei Fanghua's subordinates said.
