Inside the great hall, it was as silent as a grave.
Hiss—
The Demon Emperor drew a sharp breath inward. Even as the lord of a court, his scalp went numb at this moment.
Was this the method of one born from Spirit Mountain, inheritor of an orthodox Dao Orthodoxy?
Killing a Great Demon of the Mountain-Viewing Realm did not even require lifting a hand...
The woman lowered her eyes slightly. "As an accomplice, his death is hardly a pity."
"Then who is the principal culprit?"
The Demon Emperor's body trembled. How could he dare hesitate in the slightest?
He hurriedly crawled forward on his knees two steps, speaking at breakneck speed, terrified that if he was even a fraction slower, he would follow in Jiao Mo's footsteps.
"R-Reporting to the Great Sage!"
"The chief culprit behind your son's death is the eldest princess of the Great Tang Dynasty!"
The woman's movements paused slightly.
"Great Tang?"
Her brows furrowed faintly, as though she were searching her memories.
A moment later, a trace of disdain flashed through her eyes.
"I was wondering who dared to do such a thing..."
As soon as those words fell.
The woman abruptly changed her tone, her voice turning icy. "But... since you know who the murderer is."
"As the lord of the Western Regions Demon Court, ruling over ten thousand demons, why have you allowed her to live until now?!"
The Demon Emperor's heart gave a violent leap.
Here it came!
That crazy old hag truly intended to vent her anger on him!
The Demon Emperor let out a heavy sigh and covered his chest with one hand. "Upon hearing the terrible news, this humble king was also heartbroken, wishing I could immediately muster my troops and charge into Chang'an to avenge your son. But