"If the Demon Lord wants someone dead, there truly won't be a trace of mercy." Ning Feiyan sighed and said.
Hong Zhuang could not understand why the usually cautious and self-preserving Ning Feiyan would have offended the Monarch of the Demon World so deeply, leaving herself no way out.
This enormous peach tree had grown to its limit, its massive branches reaching into the great, glowing moon, casting a silvery brilliant light all around.
Hong Zhuang stopped Ning Feiyan as she moved towards the palace in the moon, urgently saying, "Are you mad? That's a great Divine General, a true Heavenly God, with unfathomable power, having reached the Secondary Saint Realm the day his divine body was forged. The Immortal of Colossal Spirit is an ancient true god serving the Venerable Immortal. Even if you possess the power of Mohe, you absolutely can't be a match for such a great divine spirit."
