“Devil King, I, the Water King, swear eternal enmity with you! How dare you harm her like this? You are making an enemy of the entire divine realm!” An angry voice resounded. Seeing her so frail and haggard, what had he done to this once vibrant person? His mind seemed to halt in that instant, blank, devoid of thought, only those blood-red, cruel eyes in his mind, her pale face so delicate, yet who knew what heart lay beneath that beautiful facade?
“What are you hesitating for? I command you, kill them, or else, you know well my methods.” A seductive voice, full of threat and command, came from those sensual lips, uttering such cold, merciless words. Seeing Xiao Tu’s current state, his stern face showed a fleeting hint of emotion, but it vanished quickly, replaced by a look of savage determination. His only conviction now was that by killing them, no one would compete for her anymore… In his empty mind, the only remaining thought was this single obsession. Who had drained his thoughts and controlled him? In the darkness, those blood-red eyes now gleamed with a predatory light, seeing Sa Di Wang Xie’s ruthless determination.
Good, obey my commands, do not defy me. Remember, I am the Emperor of Darkness; who can stop me? Even if you are the Devil King, what of it? A half-breed demon, even if a pure-blooded demon descendant, what could you do? You must still bow to me… Ling Ying, I told you to wait for me, I would return, and now, here I am, my dear sister… Hahaha, do you miss me? I miss you so much. This time, everything will change, Ling Ying, I will reclaim all that is mine, including everything of yours. That voice, both strange and familiar, made her heart tremble. Xiao Tu seemed to see those blood-stained fingers reaching for her throat, followed by the sound of bursting blood vessels, the flow of blood, and then that face, identical to hers, with those blood-red, bewitching eyes. The golden pupils dilated in that moment, her fear expanding infinitely. Darkness consumed the last of her essence, and she smelled death. She had arrived, the Opium Poppy, radiating waves of wrath, her palm strikes lethal and cruel, intent on taking Long Jun’s life. Why were his moves so sinister, not just with arrogance but with such malevolence, such darkness? In him, Xiao Tu saw another Sa Di Wang Xie, controlled by darkness, surrounded by slaughter. Her heart tightened suddenly, remembering those strange words he had spoken that night, his mysterious disappearance. There must be something she didn’t know. Realizing her own rashness, like a jealous woman, acting without understanding, she suddenly felt truly foolish. Coming alone with Liu Qing to the Demon Palace, causing a scene, not trusting him, was her greatest folly.
