The Misfortune Witch's reaction left the figures in the starry sky astonished. None of them had expected the lady who wielded "misfortune" to become so enraged at the sight of Tang Qi.
As a deity related to fate, if the Misfortune Witch truly wished to leave, there were almost no spirits in the Boundless Mystery capable of stopping her.
Seeing the plan about to collapse before it had even begun, Sally became extremely anxious and was about to do something.
At that moment, Tang Qi's voice abruptly rang out.
Sentence after cold sentence, carrying an unquestionable force as though they were absolute truths, drilled into the Witch's ears.
"You will fall!"
"Upon that vast ruin, beneath the Temple of Fate, your body will be torn apart by pitch-black antlers. Your authority will fall into that disgusting Doe's Mouth. You will howl without end and suffer without respite, but by then none of it will matter. You will wither forever. That is the fate that was long destined for you."
Boom
As Tang Qi finished speaking, the gray-black mist suddenly surged backward. The alluring Witch surrounded by black flowers immediately turned, fixing Tang Qi with a hateful glare.
Her beautiful face, enough to make most living beings kneel and kiss the back of her feet, twisted slightly at that moment.
She spoke word by word, each filled with rage. "Despicable Deceiver of Gods, are you trying to deceive me again? With such shameless, disgusting methods?"
Her words immediately brought a scornful smile to Tang Qi's face.
Tang Qi could not even be bothered to refute her. He merely met the Witch's gaze without the slightest change in expression, his face full of mockery.
"Madam, you who wield 'misfortune,' once said that misfortune wandered along the same road, descending upon one person