As she said this, her expression was very calm and indifferent, yet it also seemed incomparably confident and powerful.
She was the Princess of the Great Western Continent, the Empress of the Demi-human race. She had become a Saint many years ago.
Tianhai had died at the peak of the Mausoleum of Books, Yin had returned to the sea of stars, and the Holy Maiden of the south had followed Su Li to the Sacred Light Continent. Of the Five Saints, only she and the White Emperor remained.
There was no question that she and the White Emperor could be considered some of the strongest experts of the present age.
Even if the White Emperor were in seclusion and she alone fought Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi, she was not certain to lose.
And this was not even considering the fact that this was the shore of the Red River. There were still countless demi-human experts in White Emperor City. With a single order from her, they would surge forward like a tide.
"Empress, you misunderstand."
Bie Yanghong said, "We husband and wife have never had the extravagant hope of killing you today. We only want to take Mu Jiushi away and ask her a few questions."
Mu Jiushi's small face paled at these words, not daring to respond.
Madam Mu smiled. "You want to take my younger sister away and ask her a few questions about Young Master Bie's last words, and then what?"
Wuqiong Bi finally could not restrain her emotions and harshly said, "If she cannot give an explanation, this old woman will naturally tear her to pieces!"
Madam Mu's smile faded as she looked at Bie Yanghong and asked, "Do you think I will agree?"
Bie Yanghong replied, "You should be well aware that I have the ability to delay you for a while, enough time for my lowly wife to finish what she wants to do."
Madam Mu calmly stared at him for a very long time, then suddenly laughed.
Her laughter echoed between the cliffs and the sea of clouds. There was no joy in it, only toughness and indifference.
"I believe that Sir Bie has also misunderstood."
Madam Mu's smile faded as she looked at him and said, "I have never thought about protecting Little Shi."
Bie Yanghong's gaze froze as he asked, "What does Empress mean?"
"Everyone says that I was expelled from the Great Western Continent by Imperial Uncle. Over the past several centuries, countless people have felt injustice for me, like Tianhai and Elder Yin. But in truth, none of them knew that I left of my own volition, and all my abilities were actually taught by Imperial Uncle. To me, Imperial Uncle was both teacher and father, the person I respected the most."
Madam Mu expressionlessly said, "You killed him, so I naturally had to avenge him and kill all of you. Other than that, I did not consider any other possibility."
Bie Yanghong fell silent.
With his and Wuqiong Bi's strength, it was very difficult for them to directly kill Madam Mu, perhaps even detain her, but the reverse was also true.
Unless the other party had helpers.
The question was, who would help her?
With the blue-clothed visitor dead, the Great Western Continent's scheme had been exposed.
He and Wuqiong Bi, as the Storms of the Human race, had come to avenge their son. Not even Shang Xingzhou would appear in this sort of situation.
Moreover, they had come so quickly that White Emperor City probably had no time to lay down any traps.
The sea breeze came from outside the sky and never stopped. The two layers of clouds in the sky and outside the cliff kept twisting and twisting, but did not disperse.
The hole in the clouds that Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi had torn open was gradually covered up. The light was retracted, leaving the cliff gloomy.
There was a tree on the edge of the cliff. Compared to the massive tree on the cliff where the little Black Dragon was imprisoned, this tree seemed particularly tiny.
The tree has a shadow.
In such a dim environment, the reflection of the tree should have been extremely faint, but it gradually grew thicker.
The little red flower on his pinky seemed to have sensed something. It whistled through the air and pointed at the distant tree, appearing especially vigilant.
Bie Yanghong looked at Madam Mu and said, "The Empress's ambition and daring are truly frightening."
"Imperial Uncle insists on killing Chen Changsheng and inciting internal strife in the Zhou Dynasty, but I know that this is no easy task and that there is a high chance of failure."
Madam Mu calmly said, "This being the case, I will naturally prepare a few backup plans."
Bie Yanghong sighed.
He had made countless preparations and used the will of the heavens to calculate for many hours, but he had not expected that he would still fail.
He said to Wuqiong Bi, "In a little while, if I can find a chance to cut open a path, you can leave. I will follow."
Wuqiong Bi couldn't help but be alarmed at these words, thinking, just what has happened?
No matter how strong Madam Mu is, if we work together, we can still fight. Is there a need to be so pessimistic, declaring defeat before the battle has even begun?
If this really was the case, why had they broken through the clouds and come to White Emperor City?
Wuqiong Bi had a ruthless and coarse personality, but she was still an expert of the Divine Domain. With just a thought, she understood what had happened and turned to the tree at the edge of the cliff.
The shadow cast by the tree grew thicker and thicker, gradually turning the color of ink, becoming a black cloth.
The wind from the Western Sea rustled the leaves of the tree, rustling the shadow on the ground, like a corner of a robe being lifted.
It was a real corner of a robe.
This robe was black.
It trembled in the wind.
A person appeared beneath the tree, his entire body shrouded in a black robe.
Wuqiong Bi's face was somewhat pale.
Bie Yanghong's expression was abnormally solemn, unprecedentedly solemn.
He knew that the two of them were facing the most dangerous situation in their lives.
Because they were about to face the most terrifying opponent besides the Tianhai Divine Empress.
The cliff was deathly still. There was no sound, not even the sound of the wind.
The black robe swayed in the wind, giving off an abnormally sinister feeling.
Seeing this legendary Demon Military Advisor, even Mu Jiushi felt a deep fear and hid far away.
Bie Yanghong looked at Madam Mu and said, "You're actually colluding with the demons! Does the White Emperor know? Do the demi-human elders know?"
Madam Mu calmly replied, "You are the first person to see it with your own eyes."
Bie Yanghong asked, "Have you ever thought, if this matter were to be known, how would you continue to be Empress?"
Madam Mu replied, "There's no need for you to worry about White Emperor City."
Bie Yanghong asked, "Or are you saying that you're confident that no one else will know of this matter?"
It was already very difficult for him and Wuqiong Bi to kill, or even defeat, Madam Mu. Similarly, it was also very difficult for her to kill the two of them.
Even if Madam Mu was a Saint, even if the helper she had invited today could be said to be the most mysterious and terrifying Demon Military Advisor on the continent.
It was not so easy to kill an expert of the Divine Domain.
On the plateau of South Stream Temple, the blue-clothed visitor had died because the situation had abruptly reversed. He had gone from the person who had set the trap to the person involved, and his preparations had been severely lacking.
But even in these circumstances, Bie Yanghong and Wang Po had paid an extremely heavy price in order to kill this person.
Madam Mu was truly powerful, and Black Robe was naturally terrifying, but Bie Yanghong had comprehended more after the coup of the Mausoleum of Books, his cultivation level rising once more.
He was confident that he could hold off his opponent for a few moments.
He only needed a few moments, or the slightest gap, to send a warning to the outside world.
The possibility that the demi-humans were colluding with the demons was assuredly a major event that would alarm the entire world.
No matter how tense the standoff between the Great Zhou Imperial Court and the Orthodoxy, no matter how intense their struggle, there would only be one attitude towards this matter: resolute suppression.
All the experts would rush over, whether it was the heads of the noble clans, the Sect Master of the Mount Li Sword Sect, or Wang Po.
Even the venerable Daoist Shang Xingzhou might personally act.
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