When the Son of Heaven is enraged, corpses pile up by the millions.
Tang Muxi didn’t have the deep cunning of someone who’d held power for long, but right now, with white hair and blue eyes blazing with fury, a phantom divine blade flashing in her hand, and ruins behind her, even Wen Dai—usually calm in the face of danger—couldn’t help but feel her heart tremble when she met those cold eyes.
This was the Divine Emperor.
Even if her strength hadn’t fully recovered and she was only at the Nascent Soul stage, she was not someone mortals could...
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