AFTER CROSSING OVER, I MARKED THE FEMALE EMPEROR

The Enigmatic Beauty

Thunder reverberated through the sky, jolting Shen Han out of a state of chaos and confusion. As she regained consciousness, the girl's heart raced, and she clutched her chest, gasping for air. Sensing her vital signs still present, she instinctively reached for the gun secured at her waist, only to find it missing.

Not only was her weapon gone, but her body, previously on the brink of collapse, had undergone a profound transformation. Shen Han, with her lashes lowered, scrutinized her altered state with precision. Her once ordinary black and white eyes now held a mysterious and unfamiliar quality, leaving her to ponder, "Have I been reborn or transmigrated?"

Swift to adapt, Shen Han wasted no time in acknowledging the reality before her. Convinced of the authenticity of the changes, she rose from her reclined position and tested her newfound abilities.

"My senses have sharpened, and my bodily functions have improved!" she exclaimed in awe. "It seems fate has bestowed upon me a second chance, perhaps to seek vengeance."

Her jubilant voice echoed through the desolate jungle, brimming with hope and determination for the future.

Suddenly, a burst of vivid crimson flames erupted from her white palm, startling her to the core.

"By the heavens!" Shen Han exclaimed, hastily employing a technique to smother the fire that seemed to ignite spontaneously.

To her bewilderment, the flames persisted, defying her attempts to extinguish them. The flickering flames danced gently on her palm, resembling a delicate lychee resting in her hand.

"In a realm of cultivators where the mighty prevail, what sorcery is this?" she pondered, scanning her surroundings devoid of any modern influences.

Amidst her confusion, a faint, alluring fragrance wafted through the air, captivating her senses and adding another layer of mystery to her bewildering situation.

The alluring aroma lingered in the air, akin to a cold plum blossoming proudly amidst the harsh winter, exuding an elegant and distinctive charm that captivated Shen Han's senses.

Refreshed by the scent yet perplexed by its origin, Shen Han followed her intuition, believing that tracing the fragrance's path would unravel the mystery before her.

As she anticipated her impending encounter with the first inhabitant of this strange world, her heart raced with excitement, each beat echoing the thrill of the unknown.

With agile grace, Shen Han navigated the thorn-laden forest, guided by the serene cold plum aroma that not only directed her path but also infused her entire being with a newfound vitality, coursing through her veins like a revitalizing elixir.

The transformation she underwent in crossing over imbued every sinew and muscle with heightened strength, propelling her forward like a spirited wolf, undeterred by the challenges of the untamed wilderness.

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Meanwhile, the current plight of Gu Junwan painted a stark contrast to Shen Han's vigor and determination.

After enduring days of relentless pursuit, Gu Junwan's once resilient body now faltered under the weight of exhaustion, her slender calves trembling with each labored step forward.

Yet, beyond the physical toll of her ordeal, a deeper sense of apprehension gnawed at her core. As the esteemed empress of the Free Federation and a revered Omega, the burden of leadership and expectation bore down heavily upon her shoulders.

The Free Federation, a bastion of equality and harmony championed by the Gu family for generations, stood as a beacon of hope for a society free from oppression and strife. Entrusted with upholding this legacy, Gu Junwan now found herself betrayed by a confidant, thrust into a perilous escape that led her to the unforgiving confines of the dense border forest.