The Spiritual Treasure Void Realm was the core of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion and the Great Emperor’s Void Realm created by Empress Duobao. Of course, Empress Duobao’s strength was not as profound as that of the ancient Dragon Clan, so this Spiritual Treasure Void Realm could not compare to the Dragon Palace Ruins. But it was, after all, a Great Emperor’s Void Realm, far superior to ordinary alternate dimensions.

Inside the Spiritual Treasure Void Realm were mountains, great rivers, forests, and even beasts. However, upon closer inspection, one would find that the mountains were artificial, the rivers man-made, the forests were composed of potted trees, and the beasts were merely puppets.

Whether it was a Supreme Cave Mansion, a Saint Secret Realm, or a Great Emperor’s Void Realm, none could give birth to living beings. Otherwise, they would be real worlds, not Void Realms.

It was said that experts at the God Realm could create True Realms, which were no different from ordinary worlds. They teemed with life that flourished and reproduced generation after generation, just like a true world. Many God Realm experts even established Divine Kingdoms and followed the path of faith and incense, becoming incomparably powerful.

Of course, those were just legends. There were no God Realm experts in the Desolate Heavenly Ancient Realm at present; the strongest were merely Great Emperor Realm martial artists.

At this moment, deep within the Spiritual Treasure Void Realm, there was a bamboo forest. The bamboo was a lush green, tall and straight. The rustling sound of its leaves could purify one’s Heart Spirit, inducing a state of tranquility. If any outsider were here, they would be astounded, for this was no ordinary bamboo. This was the Purified Holy Bamboo, which possessed the powerful effect of purifying the Heart Spirit and cleansing the soul.

This was a Supreme Grade Holy Medicine, each stalk worth a fortune, yet here stood an entire bamboo forest with at least hundreds of stalks. Not only that, but nestled within the forest was a bamboo house built from the Purified Holy Bamboo itself. The house was small and verdantly green. It looked not as if it had been cut and rebuilt, but as if the bamboo had naturally grown into that very shape. Such a marvelous work of nature was extremely rare and breathtaking.

At this moment, a graceful figure was sitting at a stone table before the bamboo house, brewing tea. The stone table itself was no ordinary object, carved from ten-thousand-year-old jade marrow. The teapot was a Supreme Grade Holy Artifact, and the tea leaves steeping inside were Enlightenment Tea Leaves, each one worth an entire city. Every blade of grass and piece of furniture here was extraordinary, reflecting the noble status of the person who lived here.

And this graceful figure was none other than Empress Duobao herself.

Empress Duobao was a woman who appeared to be in her thirties, with hair like a waterfall and skin fairer than snow. She wore a simple, light-blue dress, free of any adornments—not even a Storage Ring. While her figure wasn’t conventionally slender, it was perfectly proportioned. A fraction more would have been too much, a fraction less too slim; it gave an impression of absolute perfection. Her features were exquisite and breathtakingly beautiful, with a beauty mark between her brows that only enhanced her allure.

What was truly breathtaking was her aura—noble and elegant, dignified and majestic. She wasn’t an unapproachable goddess, but she possessed an awe-inspiring presence that made one dare only to admire her from a distance, never to profane her.

She lifted a delicate hand and steeped the tea. Instantly, a fragrant aroma rose and mingled with the scent of the bamboo, refreshing the mind and spirit.

WHOOSH!

Just then, a figure approached swiftly from the distance.

"I’m dying of thirst!" The figure sat directly at the stone table, grabbed the freshly brewed tea, and gulped it down. Her movements were bold and uninhibited, like a cow drinking water. She probably didn’t even taste the unique flavor of the Enlightenment Tea.

"Yun Chang, when will you learn to rein in that impatient nature of yours?" Empress Duobao said, a hint of a headache in her tone.

"Hehe, I don’t need to put on the airs of a Great Elder in front of you, sister!" Yun Chang chuckled, completely unrestrained.

This woman had short, practical hair, a fiery figure, and exquisite features that were devastatingly beautiful. Her pair of fair, slender legs, in particular, could spark endless fantasies. Unfortunately, her personality was completely at odds with her appearance. She was boisterous and unrestrained, bolder than any man. It was for this very reason that outsiders were wary of her and dared not cause offense. Of course, she herself was also extremely powerful. She was at the Great Saint Level, only a hair’s breadth away from the Great Emperor Realm, and served as the Great Elder of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion’s Elder Council.

"Sister, I’ve handled everything you asked me to, but I still don’t understand. Why are we starting this war?" Yun Chang asked quizzically after catching her breath.

Empress Duobao rarely involved herself in the Pavilion’s affairs; Yun Chang managed its entire operation. This war had been launched on Empress Duobao’s command, and Yun Chang had given it her full support. Even so, Yun Chang didn’t understand the reason for starting it.

"Not long ago, I felt something and glimpsed a fragment of the future," Empress Duobao said, not hiding the truth from her closest sister.

Empress Duobao was no ordinary person. She possessed the forty-ninth ranked Special Physique, the Future Sacred Body, which allowed her to glimpse fragments of the future, somewhat similar to the Character Secret that Su Han cultivated. Empress Duobao’s Future Sacred Body had already reached the Perfected Realm, allowing her to see farther and more clearly. A month ago, she felt something and saw a fragment of the future, prompting her to make the decisive choice to initiate this war.

"Sister, what did you see?" Yun Chang had no doubt about Empress Duobao’s Future Sacred Body, but she was still intensely curious about what kind of future had driven her to make such a momentous decision.

"I saw a figure wearing a mask that was neither crying nor smiling. He was towering as a mountain and majestic as a deity, but filled with Demonic Might, like an unparalleled Demon Emperor. And beneath his feet lay a mountain of corpses in a sea of blood, an endless expanse of white bones. Among them were the bodies of Saints, the skeletons of Great Emperors, and even the Divine Blood of demigods." Empress Duobao spoke gravely, as if the vision were replaying before her eyes, causing even her to tremble.

"Who is this person?" Yun Chang was puzzled, failing to understand the connection between this figure and the war.

"If I’m not mistaken, it’s Su Han."

The reason for this war was Su Han. If this news were to get out, it would surely shake the entire Desolate Heavenly Ancient Realm. Starting a war between two top-tier factions over a mere junior at the Heavenly King Realm was simply unprecedented. Upon hearing this, Yun Chang was utterly stunned and stared in disbelief.

"Sister, are we fighting this war... for Su Han?" Yun Chang still found it hard to accept.

"To be precise, it’s for the Su Han of the future. He has now become the target of public criticism, and the Demon Slayer Sect has repeatedly tried to assassinate him, putting him in the eye of the storm. I want to start a war to obscure his brilliance and allow him to continue growing until he becomes the figure I saw," Empress Duobao nodded, revealing her true reason.

Yun Chang was speechless for a long time, unable to process the shocking news.

Empress Duobao said no more, but a flash of heart-stopping fear crossed her beautiful eyes.

Of course, the vision of a single figure wouldn’t have been enough for her to make such a monumental gamble. What truly solidified her decision was that the figure seemed to sense her gaze and looked back. That single glance crossed the river of time, from future to present, and severely injured her. How could Empress Duobao not wager everything on such an expert?