Max level Divinity: Summon Eastern Gods at the start of the game

If Su Ming were to unleash his golden cudgel now, he might be able to summon Monkey King for help, but there's no need for that.

To Su Ming's surprise, the Empress was not at all astonished by his arrival; it seemed as if she had expected it.

This is much easier to handle.

"My name is Su Ming, and I pay my respects to Your Majesty the Empress." Su Ming cupped his hands in greeting.

"Time is of the essence, so I'll get straight to the point. The Sword Immortal was summoned to another world by me and sacrificed himself while slaying a god. I've come here to grasp the last glimmer of hope and help the Sword Immortal be resurrected..."

Su Ming had only spoken half of his sentence when the Empress's eyes were already red with tears.

A staggering figure leaned against the dragon pillar, his fingertips digging into it with hatred.

"Dead...he's dead?" the Empress murmured, taking one step at a time.

He eventually lost his balance and collapsed to the ground, a scene of profound sorrow.

An empress of her generation, who was powerful and influential throughout the world, showed such a vulnerable side.

She had a premonition minutes earlier, but what she received was news of his death, that man…

He actually died in another world.

Su Ming was a little embarrassed for a moment, and said to her, "Big sister, don't be so sad yet."

It can still be saved.

It's important to save people!

Meanwhile, Di Renjie, standing to the side, seemed to have just stumbled upon a juicy piece of gossip.

He had always known that the Empress had a fondness for the sword immortal Li Bai.

Although he always seemed indifferent and even unwilling to mention it, I never expected him to be so deeply affectionate.

After regaining her senses, the Empress realized the two words following Su Ming's name.

"Resurrection! Are you serious? People can come back to life after they die?" The Empress grabbed Su Ming's hand as if she had grasped a lifeline, disregarding her dignity.

Su Ming said in a deep voice, "Perhaps it is possible. I need something now, something that embodies the Sword Immortal's life's work. I don't know who the Sword Immortal had contact with during his lifetime, so I can only ask you."

Li Bai, the sword immortal, lived a carefree life, without even a fixed place to live.

"The culmination of my life's work..." The Empress was suddenly lost in memories.

Her relationship with Li Bai began in their youth; they became acquainted and got to know each other. Back then, Li Bai was a dashing swordsman, wielding a wooden sword and considered himself the greatest swordsman in the world.

Unfortunately, before he could become a sword immortal, Wu Qingyao was forced to enter the palace...

Ten years later, on that night, sword light flashed across the Chang'an Imperial Palace, and blood splattered across the sixteen palaces. The royal family was almost wiped out by Li Bai, just to take one person with him.

She didn't want to leave...

After that, Wu Qingyao became the Empress, a woman above all others.

Li Bai never entered the palace again, and from then on, he developed a love for fine wine.

"Could it be alcohol?"

The Empress knew that Li Bai had brewed a special wine called "Mandarin Duck Wine," saying that he would bring it to her to drink together after he became a sword immortal...

"No, it's not alcohol."

The empress suddenly realized that fine wine was ultimately an external thing to Li Bai.

It wasn't her, Wu Qingyao either.

It's poetry!

What truly captivated the Qinglian Hermit throughout his life was poetry.

Before Su Ming could ask any further questions, the Empress hurriedly ran into the dragon bed and took out a book from under her pillow.

“It must be this thing. When he left, he threw it onto my Hall of Longevity, but didn’t leave a single word.”

Su Ming took it and saw the four characters "Collected Works of Li Bai" written on it.

Without giving it much thought, Su Ming put it in his pocket.

"This is the only way. Time is of the essence, so I shall take my leave now."

Before leaving, he said, "He will come back."

As I left the Hall of Longevity and passed the wall where Li Bai had inscribed his poems, every character trembled violently, converging into a wisp of sword energy that drifted into the "Collected Works of Li Bai".

Su Ming was worried about how to get back, after all, he wasn't as awesome as Li Bai, and he didn't have the ability to open the gates of heaven with his sword.

Unexpectedly, guided by the "Collected Works of Li Bai," he inexplicably swung his sword and cleaved the sky in two.

"Another sword opening the heavenly gate! Is Li Bai just bored out of his mind?"

"What's so special about that? If I knew such explosive moves, I'd use them every day and outplay all you losers."

Before the Hall of Eternal Life, the Empress's beautiful eyes were filled with affection, and her pink lips parted slightly: "Perhaps my choice back then was wrong..."

……

In the real world, countless people are waiting anxiously.

"Nine minutes have passed, and there's still no movement. Could he really have been struck by lightning and died?"