Silence filled the great hall, as still as a grave.
Hiss—
The Demon Emperor sucked in a sharp breath. Even as the ruler of a court, he felt his scalp crawl.
Was this the power of someone born of Spirit Mountain, an orthodox heir to its Dao lineage?
She had killed a Mountain-Viewing Realm Great Demon without even lifting a hand...
The woman lowered her eyes. "Since he was an accomplice, he deserved to die."
"Then who was the principal culprit?"
The Demon Emperor shuddered. How could he dare hesitate?
He hurriedly shuffled forward on his knees, speaking as fast as he could, afraid that even the slightest delay would send him after Jiaomo.
"R-reporting to the Great Sage!"
"The one who caused your son's death was the Grand Princess of the Great Tang Dynasty!"
The woman paused.
"The Great Tang?"
Her brows knitted slightly, as if she were trying to recall something.
A moment later, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.
"So that's who dared to do such a thing..."
Then her tone shifted, and she asked icily, "But... now that you know who the culprit is..."
"As ruler of the Western Region Demon Court, commanding all demons, why have you let her live until now?!"
The Demon Emperor's heart lurched.
Here it comes!
That madwoman really was going to take her anger out on him!
The Demon Emperor let out a heavy sigh and pressed a hand to his chest. "This humble king was heartbroken when he heard the terrible news. I wished nothing more than to muster my troops at once, march into Chang'an, and avenge your son. But..."
"This broken body of mine can barely cling to life. I truly am... powerless to act."
"And besides..."
The Demon Emperor paused. Carefully lifting his eyes,