Inside the Tianyi Realm, Chen Meiyi checked on Mao Qianqian, who kept looking at the golden dragon and the fire phoenix in the distance. "Emperor... Empress... You two are back."
"Haha," Chen Meiyi laughed. "I still can't believe you managed to escape their pursuit a thousand years ago, Qianqian. If they had caught you then, you would have been imprisoned in the coldest place in the Five Divine Heavens, like Xuanyuan Lanyin and the others."
"You're right, and I owe a debt of gratitude to the members of the Hu Clan for that. I was already at my weakest at that time after facing tens of thousands of rebels, but Zu Zhoushi suddenly appeared and attacked me with his poison from behind." Mao Qianqian let out a heavy sigh. "Fortunately, I have an artifact I found in the past, and it sent me away from the battlefield. If the people of the Hu Clan hadn't saved me, I would have died by now."
