Heaven, Earth, Me Chapter 1527. Today Is A Good Day To Sing.

Deep inside a majestic palace on the Sixth Continent, a somber man strolled at an unhurried pace. He brimmed with assurance about his forthcoming scheme.

Before long, attendants led him past a set of doors adorned with the battle poses of ancient martial legends.

Stepping inside, he faced a woman with her hair bound high, clad not in imperial garments but in those of a warrior. Naturally, this outfit was opulent, rivaling any monarch's robe, yet unmistakably crafted for battle.

Resting her chin on her fist, the woman addressed the man entering her throne chamber in a distinct tone.

"While I do owe you a favor, this is a big ask, Lord Gu."

"That’s not the case. We just want your cooperation to eliminate a single Level 3 Demigoddess."

"I understand. However, this Empress does not have so much free time. Moreover, that woman is strong; even Yan Huang treats her with respect. Unless you have a plan, then don’t bother speaking further and leave through my palace’s door."

"Oh, but we do."

Suddenly, an object materialized before them, prompting the throne's occupant to arch her brow. "An isolating array."

There's more to it, thought Lord Gu with a grin. "Since that woman and her daughter act so haughtily, we joined forces with those demons in a minor alliance."

"Which demon?"

"Vulcan."

"Hm." The empress reclined and gave a nod. "Call me at that time. I’ll guide some of my generals to assist you."

Lord Gu let out a chuckle. "Thank you, Martial Empress. Our favor will be paid by then."

***

Upon Yasenia and Tatyana's return to the Astral Death Sect, Sect Master Hei Lin and Death Saintess Xing Jimie greeted them. These formidable Seventh Realm experts bowed respectfully to Tatyana and Yasenia. "Welcome back, Lady Death Empress, Young Miss."

Tatyana gave a nod and instructed them. "We are going to leave the Blue Pearl World. You two will be left behind to keep in contact with this World. There is no need to expand or be aggressive. Just make sure to gather resources silently, strengthen the foundation, and solidify your standing. This World has a few things that are quite interesting."

Tatyana considered the four regions in the Dragon Clan truly promising, believing all of Yasenia’s children ought to experience them for future growth. Thus, the Astral Death Sect could act as a spatial anchor for effortless return to this place.

Xing Jimie glanced at Yasenia briefly, her emotions tangled. She witnessed the massive progress Cai Xue had achieved in recent decades.

Over this period, Xing Jimie wrestled with the choice of serving Yasenia as her maid. After all, no one matched the extraordinary potential this Young Miss displayed.

Yet, her loyalty to Tatyana split her heart. Though Tatyana would likely rejoice at a powerhouse devoting herself to her daughter, Xing Jimie feared appearing opportunistic by switching allegiance, even to her master's offspring.

Despite her inner turmoil, she betrayed no sign outwardly, aiding Yasenia and Tatyana in assembling various treasures for their journey. These included healing pills, energy-gathering pills, and numerous Spiritual Herb seeds for Yasenia to cultivate in Garest, her World Storage fused with the special garden.

She gathered premium metals, formation materials, and comparable treasures from professions to gift her darlings. The final acquisition from the Astral Death Sect’s treasure vault during Yasenia's light "plunder" was a Transmutation manual, her secondary primary profession, which she pursued sporadically during breaks.

With no need for sleep and Yasenia’s tireless effort, she maximized every moment of the day. Rest involved honing her professions, while training focused on cultivation or building strength.

Ultimately, Xing Jimie chose to remain. She stepped toward Yasenia and gazed up at the towering dragoness. "Young Miss, I hope you have a safe journey ahead of you. This little one will be guarding the Astral Death Sect and waiting for your and Lady Death Empress’s return."

Yasenia regarded Xing Jimie and nodded with a smile. "I understand. Be careful. There are many people who became quite jealous of me during this time and will most certainly aim for the Astral Death Sect."

Hei Lin approached Yasenia, the calm undead man offering a nod. "Young Miss. I do wish to bid you a farewell as well. Remember that this is also part of your home, and whenever you want to return, we will gladly welcome you."

Yasenia smiled.

Following their last farewells, Tatyana flicked her hand, summoning Tian Long. The Moon-sized dragon appeared, his colossal form eclipsing the sky from one horizon to the other.

Atop the dragon's head, Tatyana, Yasenia, the four maids, and Luan Feixue suddenly materialized.

Yasenia whispered softly. "Time to leave Blue Pearl World behind."

Tian Long extended his wings that shrouded the heavens, and with a tremendous flap sparking endless natural catastrophes, his figure turned into a streak and soared upward.

Their silhouettes vanished within seconds, and mere moments afterward, they traversed the lofty skies and ruptured the Realm Barrier enveloping the Blue Pearl World.

CRASH!

They materialized in the emptiness of space, myriad stars and galaxies gleaming around them with divine radiance.

Luan Feixue scanned her surroundings, her eyes sparkling brightly. "Wow! Is this outer space?"

Yasenia, holding her egg close, smiled warmly at her. "It is. How is it?"

Luan Feixue gazed about again before looking at Yasenia with her lovely, worshipful eyes. "It is like your dragon form! So pretty and beautiful!"

A flicker of surprise crossed Yasenia's face before she burst into laughter, using her tail to draw the little girl nearer. Pulling her into a hug, she kissed her cheek and grinned. "You are so cute, Little Feixue."

Though joyful, Feixue harbored some concern. "Master, wouldn’t it have been better to leave me behind? I won’t be a burden, right?"

"Silly girl." Yasenia regarded the girl with gentle eyes. "You are my disciple. I have not taught you much during the last few decades, as I was busy. Now, you want me to leave you behind? I might as well not be anyone to you if I did that, right? I will use these few years of travel to catch up and teach you a few things!"

Feixue beamed, her cheeks reddening with delight. "Alright!"

As they departed, Tian Long came to an abrupt halt. Yasenia sensed it and glanced at Tatyana’s stern expression. "What is wrong, Mom?"

Tatyana surveyed the area, a disdainful smile forming as her clothing gradually changed. "A bunch of little bugs. Do not worry and stay here. Tian Long will protect you."

The Death Empress descended gracefully, her imperial red gown and dark crown appearing. In her grasp materialized not a sword, but an exquisite guitar boasting a white body and black strings.

Cai Xue and the others, upon beholding that instrument, felt their very existences abruptly submit to its command.

Fate twisted around the guitar’s cords, while death wove intricately through its form.

"Come out. Since you dare to ambush this Empress, don’t make me look down on you."

Nearby, several hundred figures suddenly appeared. Each was a Seventh Realm cultivator, spearheaded by three formidable Ancestor powerhouses whose might matched Lady First and Ao Xianlan.

Among them, a man wearing a black tunic crafted from living entities rather than cloth, uttered in a flat, emotionless voice. "You’ve provoked too many people, Death Empress. Our [Violet Miasma Gu-Soothing Sect], together with the Demon Sovereign of the [Vulcan Demons] and the leader of the sixth continent, Lady Martial Empress, will make you disappear."

Martial Empress whirled her silvery white spear, a heroic glint shining between her brows. "Do not resist, Lady Death Empress. We’ve gathered a total of 500 Seventh Realm cultivators, with 20 demigods. You have nowhere to flee."

Tatyana glanced around, her lips curling upward as her red eyes started to shine. "You really underestimate this Empress, don’t you?"

The Vulcan Sovereign furrowed his brow faintly, staring at Tatyana as though she were deranged. "Has your brain gone insane due to fear, Death Empress? Not to mention you, even if that annoying Lady First and the old dragon Ao Xianlan were here, your outcome would not change."

Tatyana simply laughed. "You know, Demon. There is something I have been lacking during my last few hundred thousand years." Gazing at the group, Tatyana intoned in a haunting, ethereal voice. "Resources. While being cooped up in that small world, I couldn’t find good-quality corpses to strengthen my army. Today, that changes."

Before further words passed, Tatyana’s energy erupted outward, her [Fate Law] and [Death Law] overwhelming the vicinity, while her [Underworld Law] infused her depths, causing a foreboding dark mist to emanate from her.

At that juncture, Tatyana declared confidently. "[Death Law Sixth Layer], [Fate Law Fifth Layer], [Underworld Law Fifth Layer]... control Heaven and bring these fools under my eternal dominion."

The countenances of everyone there turned ghastly pale. The Martial Empress yelled. "Impossible! No one can reach over the third level of Law within our Heavenly Layer!"

However, it proved irrelevant; Tatyana’s aura already tore through the cosmos. Her power infiltrated all existence as she activated her abilities.

Tatyana’s smile stretched beyond the limits any ordinary human face could endure. "Impossible? Foolish woman, I am living proof of impossibility, having ridiculed Fate, scorned Heaven, and crushed Death beneath my feet. [Underworld Gate]."

Behind Tatyana, the void cracked apart, revealing enormous double doors that radiated the chilling essence of the underworld. Countless skeletal figures lined the door’s edges, clutching and straining toward one another, desperate to break free yet powerless against the terrors lurking beyond the massive portal.

"Attack her!"

The five hundred Seventh Realm experts naturally refused to let Tatyana finish her ritual. They seized control of the world’s laws, unleashing convoluted energies that surged through the void and warped the fundamental fabric of the cosmos around them.

Hundreds of Laws, spanning Level one to three, strained to overwhelm the power of Tatyana’s auras. Yet how could they possibly stand against her?

"What a perfect day for singing~. [Innate Skill: Fate Calling Song]!"

In that very moment, the whole void—stretching millions of kilometers in every direction—succumbed to the dominion of the Death Empress.