The Fall of an Immortal Venerable

After Chu Sheng's words fell.

The woman in the light screen finally showed a trace of reaction.

Her eyelids lifted slightly, and a nearly imperceptible flicker of surprise crossed her ancient-well-still eyes.

But it was no more than surprise.

The next moment, her red lips parted, and her voice was clear and cold as ice.

"You are Chu Sheng? You were the one who killed my son?"

A faint stir passed through Chu Sheng's eyes. So this noblewoman was the Fourth Prince's mother.

"That's right. What, do you want to avenge that worthless son of yours!?"

At his words, the woman's expression remained almost entirely unchanged.

She nodded slightly, her movement elegant yet carrying an innate majesty.

"It is good that you admit it. I thought you would make every kind of excuse and explain your reasons."

"Reasons?" Chu Sheng chuckled, his eyes filled with mockery.

"There are reasons, indeed. But do you think you deserve to hear them?"

As soon as those words were spoken, ripples finally spread across the woman's dead-water eyes.

Yet they were not anger, but a lofty indifference.

"One month. Come to my Divine Dynasty and take your own life to atone. A life for a life, and I can spare the Star Alliance from top to bottom."

When she finished speaking, the golden light filling the sky shattered and scattered.

The woman's cold face twisted and vanished along with it.

Only her final icy warning echoed in the air for a long time.

"One month from now, if you do not come, I will personally flatten the Star Alliance and leave not a blade of grass!"

Chu Sheng gazed at the fading light screen, his brows gradually knitting together.

It was certainly a good thing for a villain to invite him to visit her