Within the crystal coffin lay a woman in peaceful repose. Her hair was silver-white, her face serene, and her white robes spotless, untouched by even a speck of dust. Even her fingers looked exceptionally pure.
The only discordant thing was the crack at the base of her neck, proving that she had died by beheading.
She was Li Wushuang.
After death, she had returned to her former appearance, as though "sleeping peacefully." No longer overbearing or cold and aloof, she actually looked somewhat more beautiful.
The golden-haired Sun Emperor leaned against the crystal coffin and watched for a long, long time. Perhaps he had remembered something, for a faint smile could not help appearing at the corners of his mouth.
He was reminiscing.
When the memories ended, his brow rose sharply as he looked southward. He lightly patted the crystal coffin and said to the woman inside with unparalleled seriousness and blazing fervor:
"Mu He, Mu He! I have waited fourteen years, endured fourteen years! The day I avenge you has finally come. This time, I will make those who killed you suffer a hundredfold, a thousandfold torment before they die!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He struck the crystal coffin, utterly agitated, his face twisted.
"Yuwen Taiji!!"
The Emperor roared, flames continuously erupting from his eyes.
The entire Sun Divine Palace trembled under his hatred and rage, and the golden human head became even more wrathful.
There was something indescribably bizarre about this scene.
Until another calm voice rang out within the golden hall.
"You brought this upon yourself, hahaha!"
The voice came from a gold-red coffin to the right of the golden-haired Emperor.
The Sun Emperor froze for a moment. His gaze burned red as he looked toward the gold-red coffin. This massive coffin had no lid, and inside it