The Eight Empresses Betrayed Me, Only to Deeply Regret It After Being Reborn

"Get out!"

"Father, I really can do it! Please believe me!"

"I said get out!"

Shangguan Hongtian's sleeve swept through the air—an explosive wave of power struck Shangguan Huanling, sending her flying with blood spraying from her mouth.

"Father! Why won’t you believe me? I really can do it!"

Shangguan Huanling knelt outside the hall, shouting in disbelief, her voice ringing through the palace.

"Take her to the Heavenly Prison! And without my personal order, she is not to be released!"

Shangguan Hongtian was utterly livid—he was about to explode from fury.

At a time like this, she still came to stir up chaos. If she weren’t his own daughter—if it had been anyone else—he would’ve executed her on the spot!

Shangguan Huanling was dragged into the imperial prison.

Her face still showed stunned disbelief.

No...

It... it wasn’t supposed to go like this.

She had told the truth. She knew that with the Origin-Swallowing Heaven Scripture, if given enough spiritual treasures and sacred items to devour, she truly could ascend rapidly.

She could reach the Tribulation-Crossing Realm, then overcome her tribulation—and before ascending, wipe out all the foreign races. Wasn’t that a clear, decisive plan?

Why didn’t her father believe her?

Even Lu Ye, who had no blood relation to her at all, had believed in her.

He had given her countless treasures without hesitation.

Why couldn’t her father do the same?

Something was wrong.

That’s right—she hadn’t told him she was reborn. If she revealed that she was reborn from a previous life as a Great Emperor, then surely her father would believe her.

With that thought, Shangguan Huanling shouted out loud:

"Someone! Go inform my father—I was a Great Emperor in my past life! I have been reborn! Tell him to believe in me! I can save the Supreme Empire—not only save it, but lead it into the heavens, to achieve supreme glory!"

Her cries drew the attention of others.

And then—

Laughter erupted.

"Hahaha! I’m dying! A reincarnated Great Emperor—no, wait, a reborn Great Emperor! Incredible!"

"I can’t believe it! A Great Emperor who just casually blurts out that they’re reborn? Is someone this dumb really capable of becoming an emperor?"

"Oh no! You say you’re a reborn Great Emperor—doesn’t that mean you’ll recognize me too? I guess I can’t keep it a secret anymore... I’m a reincarnated Heavenly Sovereign!"

"And I’m a reincarnated Saint! Go tell that Shangguan old fart I’m back—have him kneel before me ten times, call me Grandpa a hundred, and maybe I’ll grant him a shot at becoming Emperor!"

"Hahahahaha...!"

In no time, the entire Heavenly Prison was overflowing with mirth and mockery.

Shangguan Huanling was furious.

"What nonsense are you all spouting?! I really was a Great Emperor! Do you know the Violet Phoenix Empress? She was my friend! Ever heard of the Skyvault Empress? I used to drink tea with her all the time!"

"Sorry, can’t say I have. Since you claim to be a Great Emperor, I’m curious—which spiritual path did you cultivate to get there?" someone asked with mocking curiosity.

Shangguan Huanling let out a cold snort.

"The technique I cultivated was called the Origin-Swallowing Heaven Scripture. All I had to do was absorb the essence of spiritual treasures across the world, and I could cultivate rapidly. Back then, I devoured the treasures of a Heavenly Sovereign—including a divine talisman that shook the heavens—and ascended to the rank of Great Emperor!"

"So basically, you didn’t cultivate any actual path?"

"To become Emperor, why bother with cultivating a path?"

"HAHAHAHA!"

Another wave of [N O V E L I G H T] wild laughter echoed through the prison, so intense that some had tears rolling down their faces. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"‘Origin-Swallowing Heaven Scripture’? What a name! Truly a supreme technique! If what you’re saying were true, then this method would be an unmatched miracle through the ages!"

"This is too good! A Great Emperor who never even cultivated a spiritual path—hearing that before I die makes it all worth it!"

Shangguan Huanling scowled, her brows tightening in frustration.

Hmph. Ignorant fools. Not worth arguing with.

She turned to the prison guard.

"This princess commands you to immediately deliver my words to the Emperor. My father will definitely release me. What are you waiting for? Go!"

The guard stared at his nose, nose to mouth, mouth to heart—completely still.

Honestly, what Shangguan Huanling was displaying now wasn’t just foolishness. It was sheer stupidity.

She was the first person in history to openly proclaim that she had been reborn.

And perhaps the only Great Emperor ever to ascend without cultivating a single spiritual path.

It was painfully clear just how much Lu Ye had sacrificed to push these women up to the level of Great Emperor.

And now? Looking at her, there was not a single quality that inspired affection. Just seeing her made people feel like they were coming down with a full-blown case of secondhand embarrassment.

Back when Lu Ye had first met Shangguan Huanling, she’d still had a trace of girlish charm. A bit spoiled, sure—but her laughter had been bright, her smile carefree.

...

Meanwhile, the battle raged.

The foreign races had launched a full-scale war against the joint forces of the Supreme Empire and the Mountain River Pagoda Sect.

Some hot-blooded human cultivators had also entered the fray of their own accord.

Just then, a divine race warrior raced up to the Ancient God King, his expression panicked.

"God King! Something terrible has happened! Our divine realm is under attack!"

The Ancient God King's face changed instantly.

"Which faction?"

All the major powers were under constant surveillance by the foreign races. How could someone just attack the divine realm unnoticed?

"It’s not a faction—just one person."

The Ancient God King’s brows relaxed slightly.

"Just one person? Then why are you panicking? Who is it? Lì Tianwu of the Supreme Sword Sect?"

"No... It seems to be... Lu Ye!"

"Lu Ye? Which Lu Ye?"

"Lu Ye, the one ranked first on the Eternal Heaven’s Chosen Ranking."

"Him? What’s the situation?"

"Not good. The Soul-Cleansing Pool has already been stolen. The Ancient God Tower and the Spirit-Refining Temple have both been looted. One scattered god and one tribulation-crosser are dead."

The Ancient God King’s expression shifted again—this time to shock and rage.

"Just him alone, and no one in the entire divine realm can stop him?"

"No one! We can’t catch him—he completely vanishes when he hides. Even the Heaven-Seeking Mirror can’t locate him."

The Ancient God King was already on the verge of retreating.

The divine realm was his stronghold. He couldn’t just let Lu Ye run wild through it.

"There’s no need to go back," said the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor coldly. "After we win this war, the divine race will receive an additional ten percent of the spoils."

"You leave now, and not only will all the losses in your divine realm be for nothing, but the frontlines here will collapse too. At this point, there’s no going back—we must burn the boats behind us!"

The Ancient God King clenched his teeth.

"Fine. Hit them with everything we’ve got!"

Driven by fury, the divine race launched even more frenzied attacks.

Lu Ye, meanwhile, was equally frenzied—sweeping through the divine realm like a hurricane, snatching up every resource worth his attention.

There were still experts stationed in the divine realm.

One of them—a three-eyed divine cultivator—had likely reached the eighth or even ninth stage of the scattered god level. The strength he released was astounding.

Lu Ye fought him head-on with full power. After three minutes of intense battle, he still couldn’t kill the man, and had no choice but to retreat.

But it was just one expert. Meaningless. He couldn’t stop Lu Ye.

Lu Ye adopted a guerrilla strategy: when the enemy advanced, he retreated; when they retreated, he harassed; when they were exhausted, he struck hard.

He rapidly swept away all the divine clan’s most precious artifacts.

Treasures protected by all kinds of complex formations—yet in Lu Ye’s eyes, they were no different from a delicate bride with her robes already stripped away.

Completely at his mercy.