Chapter 1287: The War on Pause

"What?"

Struck aside by a palm, Muria flew a considerable distance backwards through the Void, clutching the Damo Sword that was still trembling in his hand, with faint unwillingness emanating from it. He furrowed his brows in inquiry, puzzled by the words of this empress.

But he soon came to realize the situation, looking down at his dragon body's chest, at the collapsed imprint of the palm. The strength of the blow had varied significantly from before.

The empress had shown mercy to him? Why would she? There were no baseless acts in this world. If the empress suddenly became "gentle" with him, there must be some secret he was not aware of.

And the most likely scenario was that the Shiyu Dominator had intervened. Based on the current circumstances, this possibility was almost a certainty.

"Heh, it seems like you have no clue whatsoever, so let me make it clear to you. Just now, one of the big figures in my tribe told me not to harm your life, but to give you my all in battle."