[A god empress?]
The dragon's voice echoed, ancient and unfathomable. [How dare you intrude upon my consciousness and disturb my sacred sleep?]
Its serpentine head lifted through a sky of stars, coiling through infinite space.
Among all things, even Immortal Kings were dust to it. From its gaze, only Immortal Emperors and Saints were worth noting—and even then, barely.
But now… this presence—
It was different.
Descending through the heavens of the spirit realm came a woman.
Clad in a robe of divine crimson, woven with immortal threads of Phoenix Silk and Celestial Gold, her attire shimmered with runes of war, each one echoing the cry of ten thousand slain generals.
Across her brow rested a crown of Blacksteel Flame, shaped like twin wings of a primordial phoenix, adorned with seven blood-red spirit pearls—each once belonging to a slain Demon King.
Upon her wrists: God-Dragon bangles, black as void, humming with sealed thunder.
