In the Heavenly Realm.
Above the nine layered heaven, in front of the massive Demon-locking Tower.
Jing Jia was leading five of the most powerful Golden Immortals to reinforce the seal.
The piercing wind fluttered the Heavenly Daoist’s skirt.
Jing Jia’s beautiful face was filled with seriousness and coldness.
But, if one observed closely.
They would find her hands casting spells trembling slightly.
Ferocious roars echoed from within the Demon-locking Tower.
The gigantic stone statues surrounding the Demon-locking Tower were engraved with talismans by previous immortals using their Mana.
At this moment, they were constantly emitting light.
As if suppressing the Evil God within the Demon-locking Tower.
One round of sealing was completed.
The floating Demon-locking Tower was shrouded in an aura of thick Mana.
Jing Jia withdrew her sleeves, turning to the five Golden Immortals and said, "Thank you for your great assistance today, it has been a laborious task."
"Your Majesty is too kind. Sealing the Evil God and maintaining the peace of heaven and earth is indeed our duty." The Golden Immortals bowed respectfully.
Jing Jia nodded slightly and left the place on a drifting cloud.
When she returned to her immortal palace.
Before she could even enter, her steps were unsteady and she nearly fell.
A ruo, the fairy serving her, hurriedly ran over to support Jing Jia.
Jing Jia’s red lips turned pale, her breath weak: "It’s nothing, just help me inside first."
Upon entering the hall, the fairy quickly flicked her fingers, fetching a cup of tea to nourish the Immortal Root, and handed it to Jing Jia.
"Your Majesty, you must have used a great amount of Mana just now sealing the Demon-locking Tower, that’s why you feel so weak. Please drink this, it will help you feel better."
Jing Jia took the tea cup and drank it all in one go.
She slowly regulated her breath, the frantic aura gradually calming.
The fairy sat beside her, worriedly saying: "Ever since Your Majesty was gravely injured by the Demon Lord and gave birth to the Emperor with such a supreme Spirit Vein, the damage to your Immortal Root is significant."
"Your Majesty, in the future, you should leave the reinforcement of the Demon-locking Tower to the Golden Immortal elders."
Jing Jia gently shook her head: "That cannot be, the Evil God within the Demon-locking Tower could break through the seal at any time. If I am careless, it would bring catastrophe to heaven and earth."
Her long eyes carried a heavy look.
Jing Jia murmured: "Zhi’er is still young, she still needs experience, and her Spiritual Power is not yet fully mastered."
"I must handle everything before she grows up so that my daughter will not follow in my difficult footsteps."
The fairy nearly shed tears hearing this.
She couldn’t help but get angry: "It’s all because of that Demon Lord. If he hadn’t severely injured you, Your Majesty’s immeasurable cultivation wouldn’t be weakening day by day."
Jing Jia pressed her eyebrows: "A ruo, calamities exist in heaven and earth, even as the Heavenly Dao, I have my tribulations."
"The Demon Lord is no exception, he has his trials. When he severely injured me, it must have stirred karma."
The fairy nodded: "Didn’t Your Majesty say that the Emperor is a rare Immortal Root Spirit Vein not seen in millions of years?"
"Then, when the Emperor grows up, she will surely be even more powerful, subduing the Demon Lord will be no challenge."
"After all, even though the Evil God in the Demon-locking Tower is fierce, it is still not as formidable as the Demon Lord."
"Your Majesty’s greatest concern now should be the Demon Lord hidden in the mortal realm."
Jing Jiali’s beautiful eyes were deep: "These matters are indeed distant, I only hope that Zhi’er will always be happy, regardless of the time."
As she spoke, a flower quietly bloomed on the Xiangsi Tree beside her.
This tree was specially enchanted in her own palace by Jing Jia for Bai Xilie.
The tree connected to Bai Xilie’s longing for her.
Each time he missed her, a flower would bloom on the tree.
And now, the branches flourished, with thousands upon thousands of golden flowers, countless in number.