Xuanhuan: The Empress and I Swapped Bodies - Chapter 88

Moving thirty Greater Worlds to the borders of the Divine Dragon Empire was no simple task for Ye Wushuang.

It required not only the protection of Supreme Realm experts but also the coordinated efforts of countless other powerhouses, along with immensely powerful translocation arrays capable of shifting entire worlds.

Fortunately, this technology was already well-established in the Tianyuan Universe.

Thus, Ye Wushuang’s main responsibility was safeguarding the thirty Greater Worlds—ensuring no enemies or Void Behemoths interfered. The rest could be handled by his army of 100,000.

As Ye Wushuang and his forces departed, the Vermilion Bird Clan watched with bitter resentment, gnashing their teeth.

If they could, they would have personally intercepted Ye Wushuang’s group, preventing them from leaving. But they knew all too well the terrifying strength he wielded—far beyond anything they could oppose.

So, they could only watch helplessly as he walked away.

News of the Vermilion Bird Holy Mountain’s humiliation quickly spread across countless realms.

The revelation that the Divine Dragon Empire had seized thirty Greater Worlds from the Vermilion Bird Clan sent shockwaves through the cosmos.

“Thirty Greater Worlds! How could the Vermilion Bird Clan just give them up?!”

“This wasn’t a matter of willingness. Their enemy was simply too strong. If they could have resisted, they never would have surrendered thirty worlds!”

“But the Divine Dragon Empire was just a mid-tier power with a dozen or so worlds. How could they possibly overpower the Vermilion Bird Holy Mountain, one of the Ten Great Holy Lands of the demonic races?”

“Who knows? There must be something we’re missing.”

As these words spread, many supreme experts narrowed their eyes, lost in thought.

Meanwhile, numerous powerful factions discreetly dispatched their elites, hoping to intercept Ye Wushuang’s convoy and seize the thirty Greater Worlds for themselves.

If successful, their factions would gain immeasurable resources and influence overnight.

This was a prize too tempting to ignore.

Ye Wushuang, though unaware of these schemes, remained vigilant.

However, since he couldn’t maintain his Supreme Realm strength indefinitely, the task of escorting the worlds fell primarily to Imperial Clan Elder Liu Ning.

This puzzled many observing powerhouses lurking in the shadows.

“That’s just a Quasi-Supreme, not even a true Supreme Realm expert. What gives him the confidence to guard thirty Greater Worlds?”

“He must be the vanguard. The real powerhouse hasn’t shown himself yet.”

“A Quasi-Supreme as the vanguard? The Divine Dragon Imperial Family must be lacking in true experts. It makes no sense—why would the Vermilion Bird Clan surrender thirty worlds to them?”

In truth, many understood the reason—they just refused to accept it.

They couldn’t stomach the Divine Dragon Empire reaping such a windfall, swallowing this feast whole.

So, their greed overshadowed their caution.

None stopped to consider why the Vermilion Bird Holy Mountain, a force they themselves feared, had yielded so easily.

All they saw was the prize—thirty ripe Greater Worlds.

And thus, someone finally made their move.

Rather than attacking directly, they lured a Void Behemoth toward Ye Wushuang’s convoy.

A perfect test of the Divine Dragon Empire’s true strength.

Void Behemoths were nightmarish creatures—colossal in size, possessing monstrous physical power, and capable of phasing through the void itself, striking without warning.

They were apex predators of the cosmos, feared by all but the mightiest experts.

A single Void Behemoth could spell disaster for any faction, its destructive power unmatched.

Surely, this would reveal the Divine Dragon Empire’s limits.

Liu Ning, of course, knew nothing of this plot—until the void ahead began churning violently.

Space itself convulsed, distorting everything in its wake.

Instinctively, Liu Ning sensed danger.

“HALT!”

His command rang out, and the entire army froze.

Soon, others noticed the anomaly. Every eye locked onto the writhing void, tension thick in the air.

Then, a glimpse—a claw, a scale—before the full visage of the Void Behemoth emerged.

Spotting Liu Ning, the 100,000-strong army, and the thirty floating worlds, the beast licked its lips.

Though dim-witted, it understood one thing perfectly: hunger.

The scent of dense, vital energy from the army made its instincts roar.

Liu Ning’s face paled.

“Disaster! A Void Behemoth! Everyone, stay sharp!”

Void Behemoths excelled in spatial laws—appearing and vanishing at will, untouchable to most.

Coupled with their raw might, they were true rulers of the abyss.

In an instant, Ye Wushuang and Liu Shan materialized, their gazes locked onto the beast, wariness etched into their expressions.

“This thing can phase through the void at will. It’s going to be a nightmare to deal with. We’ve got a serious problem.”

“Not necessarily. Spatial phasing is formidable, but if we collapse the void around it, even a Void Behemoth won’t find it easy to escape. Remember—brute force defies all tricks. Overwhelm it with sheer power!”

“So… we just smash it?”

“Exactly. Just smash it.”

With that, Ye Wushuang produced a square seal—the very one forged from the refined Vermilion Bird Holy Mountain, now christened the Vermilion Bird Seal.

Between this and the Sky-Overturning Seal, he was confident that no matter how fearsome the Void Behemoth, there’d be nowhere to hide.