Shengdama

Shangguan Linlang was born into a military family and acquired formidable martial arts skills at a young age. She had a rather fiery personality, and her illustrious military achievements made the Royal Family quite wary of her. In the end, she was sealed away by her deeply beloved fiancé—the Monarch of Yulong Country, Han Ziye—using a forbidden sealing magic.
Having just been enthroned as Empress for less than a day, Shangguan Linlang fell into a deep slumber. She thought she would never see the light of day again, but, by a stroke of fate, she was discovered and released by a modern archaeologist, Shangguan Zifeng. The Empress decided to avenge her former disgrace. She went to great lengths to return to ancient times to settle scores with the traitor, Han Ziye. Before the Empress could find him, she herself attracted the attention of the Lord of Demon City—the CEO rumored to have a hand in both the lawful and the underworld, Xuanyuan Wuji.
"Who are you people to act so presumptuously before me?" Xuanyuan Wuji's casual scrutiny infuriated Shangguan Linlang, and in a fit of anger, she assumed the posture of the Empress once again.
"I am Xuanyuan Wuji. I hope to receive your guidance in the future," Xuanyuan Wuji said, a faint smile on his lips.

Cold-hearted CEO's Empress Warrior Wife

When Empress Shangguan Linglang approached the Glazed Mirror to unleash her abilities, her little companions naturally wouldn't just stand by idly and watch the show.


If they didn't give it their all now, when would they, ah, ah, ah.


Lord of the Greek Pantheon, Zeus, also joined in to help the Empress Shangguan Linglang in a very imposing manner, and the Underworld God Hades and Sea God Poseidon from the Greek Pantheon were not to be outdone.


Now that the Greek Pantheon's forces of the sea, land, and air had taken action, Sir Satan, a representative of the Western Demon Gods, naturally wouldn't just stand by either.


The Lord of Demon City, President Xuanyuan Wuji from Xuanyuan Corporation, looked disdainfully at the actively performing Divine Staves from the Western Celestial Court. Naturally, he wouldn't cross his arms and spectate, would he?


Chapter 527: The Tragedy of Overexertion, Urging Tears from the Glazed Mirror