Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and everyone was stunned.
How was that possible?
The change had come too suddenly, so suddenly that everyone felt as if they were dreaming.
Empress Feng's expression was even more wondrous to the extreme.
Shock, bewilderment, then fear surged over her like a tide. In the end, all her vitality turned into unwillingness. Her husband's great vengeance had yet to be taken—how could she fall here?
Yet what use was any amount of resentment? That slash had already shattered all her vitality, and even her Nascent Soul had no chance to escape.
She desperately wanted to turn her head, to see who exactly had ambushed her and caused her to fall.
Yet that simple act of turning her head had, at this moment, become an impossible task.
In the end, with a belly full of doubts, she left this world.
Before she died, tears slid from the corners of her eyes. If... if she had not been too stubborn, had not one-sidedly come to hate Lin Xuan as well, and had not left Cloud Hidden Sect, surely she would not have ended up like this.
But what use were "ifs" at a time like this?
There was no such thing as a regret medicine in the cultivation world.
No matter what, wrong was wrong. It was just that the price of choosing one wrong step had been far too great.
And as the Empress fell, the one who had ambushed her also revealed her true appearance.
What kind of woman was this!
A beauty of heavenly grace and national ruin!
Yet resentment lingered in her beautiful large eyes. Her skin was so fair it seemed it would break at a breath or a touch, but that faint demonic aura proclaimed that she was