Supreme Great Sun Heavenly Palace.
Jiang Ding sat cross-legged, the Taiqing Flying Sword resting on his knees.
He was still deducing the Immortal Dao Universe Constant, compressing the digits of his Immortal Scripture, forgetting both self and objects, paying very little attention to the outside world. This lifestyle had lasted for countless tens of thousands of years.
On this day, it was the same ordinary day, no different from previous ones.
"Your Majesty..."
The Fusang Empress spoke softly.
She had always accompanied her monarch in the Supreme Great Sun Heavenly Palace, never venturing out, never fighting battles; this was not the role of an empress.
At this moment, her beautiful face bore hesitation, words at the tip of her tongue.
Jiang Ding opened his eyes and looked at her.
This, of course, wasn't all of his Divine Soul Computational Power, only about one ten-thousandth of it; only a few, like the Fusang Empress, could awaken this during regular state.
