"I'll crush every inch of your bones, make you feel endless agony in your despair, and let that demon know the heartbreak of losing his beloved."
As he spoke, he walked toward the Princess Consort, wind and snow swirling around him, endless flurries enveloping him.
His gaze grew increasingly savage and unfathomable, and a gigantic Dharma Form appeared behind him.
It towered amid the wind and snow!
The moment the Dharma Form appeared, it radiated waves of terrifying majesty.
That majesty was almost tangible, freezing even the wind and snow.
Pfft!
The White Snow Lion Cat spat out blood and lay motionless on the ground. The Princess Consort's face was deathly pale, traces of blood seeping from the corners of her mouth, while the little maid fared even worse, pinned to the ground by boundless snow.
They could only watch as the middle-aged man walked toward the Princess Consort, step by step, his expression indifferent and his killing intent chilling.
Soon, he stood before the Princess Consort and said hoarsely,
"Just say that demon is vile, filthy, and hideous beyond compare, and I can spare you some suffering."
The Princess Consort's face was pale, and she kept coughing blood from her mouth. Beneath that terrifying pressure, she was on the verge of falling to her knees.
She could feel the sincerity in the middle-aged man's words. If she kept disparaging the demon, disparaging that scumbag, she might really be spared torture.
Moreover, in the past, she truly would have done so, slandering the demon without the slightest restraint until his reputation lay in ruins.
But now, she did not want to do that. She did not want to say even one word...
Perhaps it was those bowls of red date and ginseng root porridge, or perhaps the Jade Hairpin the