After I transmigrated into the book, both the female lead and I became fragrant

Chapter 72

Liu Shuang had already set foot in the Heavenly Realm more than once.

Here, it was just like the image in her memory, with water pavilions and towers, carved railings and jade walls. From the building materials to the dress of the immortals, everything was made of the most luxurious and extravagant materials.

Behind her, Situ Yun let out a heartfelt exclamation, "So high..."

It was completely different in style from the world of demons, with its red lights and wine and endless darkness.

The heavenly realm was at the very top of the world, and from time to time, blue birds carrying long irises would brush past her. If she stood on her toes and reached out, her fingertips seemed to be able to touch the stars and moon. Looking down from the swirling clouds, she could faintly see the various figures below, walking around like ants between the mountains, rivers, and streams, ordinary and mediocre.

In the world of demons, there was no such bright sunlight or such vast and boundless scenery.

The immortals always lived in such a place, accustomed to the pleasure of covering the sky with one hand and looking down on mortals. It was no wonder they always looked high and mighty, with no one in their eyes.

Situ Yun rushed through the long street, taking in everything in passing. In the smoke and blood mist that filled the sky and the ground, those magnificent palaces had long since turned into piles of rubble, collapsing one after another in the fire. A group of panicked and irrational immortals wandered in the black mist, blindly fleeing in all directions.

He grabbed a fleeing person and asked, "Hey, do you know where Shen Qiqi is?"

"I don't know, I don't know anything!" The person saw Liu Shuang and took a few steps back, sweating profusely and trembling as if he was extremely afraid.

Since these demons had broken into the heavily guarded Heavenly Gate, the generals of the heavenly realm had suffered defeat after defeat, and were already in disarray. The defense inside was weaker than outside, and many immortals were caught off guard, unable to fight back when the demon cultivators suddenly attacked.

Liu Shuang, who was leading the attack, was even more terrifying. So many war gods at the transformation stage all attacked at the same time, but in front of her, they were like clay dolls, easily crushed with a light pinch.

Situ Yun clicked his tongue and said, "What about your boss? Did he run away by himself?!"

The person's face was pale, and he repeated incoherently, "I don't know, I don't know..."

Situ Yun helplessly released his collar and looked at Liu Shuang cautiously. "Miss Liu, what do you think?"

The blood on the tip of her sword slowly dripped down, and Liu Shuang lowered her head to wipe it away, then said slowly, "...Then let's burn each palace down one by one."

...They would definitely find her.

She hurried over as quickly as possible.

Compared to the previous life, the heavenly realm seemed to have added a lot of heavy soldiers and hands, as if they were prepared for her arrival. But it was still no match.

Liu Shuang looked at the scene in front of her, feeling that it all seemed familiar.

In her previous life, on the day she ascended to the heavenly realm, facing the weapons held by countless immortals and buddhas, she asked in her heart, "Since all beings are equal, why was I born to suffer more than ordinary people? Why do immortals and buddhas never save me when I'm in the midst of suffering and death?"