"Hmm?"
The White-clothed Empress was momentarily stunned.
The next second.
The peerless beauty hidden beneath the ghost face mask darkened visibly.
With a narrowing of her lively eyes, she roared furiously at Donghuang Taiyi standing before her:
"Scram!"
Boom!
Explosive rage!
An overwhelming aura burst forth, unleashing a scene as terrifying as a Flood Dragon emerging from the sea, severely affecting the Six Paths Reincarnation Space.
Countless aggrieved souls let out chilling howls.
The Eleven Ancestor Witches and Ping Xin were discussing matters concerning the Ten Hall Yama and Meng Po when this violent aura abruptly made them rise to their feet.
"Not good!"
"Somebody is contending against Emperor!"
"Let's go!"
Ping Xin and the Ancestor Witches quickly headed towards the Bronze Immortal Palace.
"Empress, hear me out!"
Upon seeing the White-clothed Empress in a fit of rage, Donghuang Taiyi felt a deep tremor in his heart, his expression betraying a hint of fear.
