"Husband! You really are weak." Tuoba Qing grabbed Zhao Fu by the throat with one hand, her blood-red eyes fixed coldly on him as she suddenly spoke.
Zhao Fu's heart trembled. He stared at Tuoba Qing in astonishment, his mind a complete mess. He could not understand what was happening. The Tuoba Qing before him seemed to retain her earlier memories, yet she also seemed like an entirely different person—and she even wanted to kill him.
Zhao Fu did not know what to say. He looked complicatedly at the icy Tuoba Qing before him, liking even more the cheerful and beautiful Tuoba Qing from before. But that former Tuoba Qing had already vanished, and he was powerless to change anything.
"If only I had greater power. Then I could change everything and return everything to how it was. But I am simply too weak, like a lowly ant."
Suddenly!
Zhao Fu's soul felt as though it had fallen into a bottomless demonic abyss. Countless streams of blood submerged him, and his consciousness gradually blurred before vanishing completely, turning into chaos.
Boom!
With a heaven-shaking blast, the Yinghuo Emperor Star in the sky radiated an even more intense bloody light, like ten thousand zhang of radiance cleaving through the heavens. The star began to turn in the sky as an incomparably terrifying power erupted from Zhao Fu's body. Black-blood-colored flames ignited around him.
Tuoba Qing, who had been gripping Zhao Fu's throat, changed expression as her body was forcibly blasted several meters back by that power.
Zhao Fu's body floated in midair, black-blood-colored flames swaying continuously around him as his immense aura swept outward like a gale.
The whites of his eyes gradually darkened as though stained with ink. His pupils did not change, but against those blackened whites, they seemed