Everything was just as the demon had imagined.
The Female Emperor's face was livid as she stared fixedly at Fang Yang, a golden dragon constantly swirling between her palms.
"Insolence!"
Although rumors throughout the world painted the Demon Venerable as a cruel, bloodthirsty man.
One glance was enough to see how extraordinary it was.
But to maintain her domineering image, and to keep this demon from looking down on her.
At this moment, everyone could see the Blood Demon Venerable's arrogance.
"No!"
The expert's eyes threatened to split their sockets, madness filling them as Spiritual Qi surged wildly behind him.
They were none other than the imperial family's exclusive Flying Fish Guards, assigned to protect the Female Emperor. No one but her could command them.
The Female Emperor flew into a rage, furious flames burning in her eyes. Her body swayed as well, like a swimming dragon, as she tried to escape Fang Yang's grasp.
As it turned out, Mo Ke had already brewed the tea-exactly four cups, set on a stone table hewn from blue-green rock.
One man killed with each step, a Grandmaster beneath every footfall.
"So this is the Demon Venerable? He truly is powerful. I will never make an enemy of him in this life."
It seemed they would have to proceed with caution today. The pieces lying in ambush could not make any rash moves, either.
Although the Female Emperor currently wore an elaborate palace skirt, with cinnabar dotted on her face and her brows painted dark.
On the shore of Jade Lake.
"Exactly. Unfortunately, how could someone as proud as the Demon Venerable possibly spare a glance for ordinary mortals like us?"
Everyone at the city gates stared, dumbstruck. Just looking at that dashing figure from behind, his black robes billowing, filled them with