Zhang Ruochen held his chin. "According to what you said, the Empress will die if someone forces her to attack?"

Han Qiu smiled. "Technically, yes, but what I said was a rumor. Who knows if it's true or not? Maybe the imperial court spread it to lure the arrogantly brave people onto a suicide mission."

"Plus, there are only a few in the entire Kunlun's Field that can force the Empress to attack personally. They're all ancient creatures who've cultivated for hundreds or even thousands of years. They all treasure their lives and won't risk it. If they lose, they'll die and the loss is too great."

"Everyone fears her," Zhang Ruochen said. "She has accumulated might for so many years. Even if she sits there without moving, people will still kneel in fear."

Han Qiu nodded. "Actually, this rumor is quite believable."

"Oh?"

"Think about it. The passage to the netherworld opening this time caused such great losses to the Eastern Region, but the Empress didn't even appear. Isn't that stra