Fairy Palace dazzled gloriously.
Clouds and mist churned.
A deception?
What deception?
Liang Qu fell into deep thought, feeling that the half-spoken sentence lacked both a beginning and an end.
Long Eying's eyes sparkled as she secretly tugged on the hem of her garment and leaned close to whisper, "The elder must be referring to the Dream Dynasty. You said, 'Emperor Dali vainly attempted to create the Dream Dynasty, to live forever, yet it ended in deception,' and the elder said otherwise…"
The Dream Dynasty?
Otherwise…
Liang Qu was initially stunned, then felt a chill down his spine, and he gasped in alarm.
"Did Grand Ancestor Dali succeed?"
Silence.
The white mist drifted and swirled, ceasing to speak, filling the hollow with clouds that never ceased.
The gaze disappeared.
"Elder! Elder?"
No response.
