The White Emperor never imagined that his pure and innocent daughter would have consummated her marriage with another man.
It took him a while to come to his senses, and he asked Xuan Fengqian in a low voice, "Little one, you...you really did consummate your marriage with him?"
Just as Xuan Fengqian was about to deny it, her consciousness was inopportunely withdrawn from her body and she unwittingly stepped into the vast, white dreamlike mist.
Raising her hand to dispel the fog of the dream, she realized that she was still trapped in the Hall of Reincarnation.
In her dream, she was driven to desperation by Leng Ye and had no choice but to tell him the truth about the grievances she suffered in the Nine Netherworld.
As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Di angrily started fighting with Leng Ye.
Seeing this, the four Heavenly Emperors all stepped forward to help the White Emperor.
"Someone who overestimates his abilities."
Holding the Xuanyuan Demon Sword, Leng Ye raised his hands and drew a strange arc, slashing straight at Bai Di's brow.
Xuan Fengqian's pupils contracted sharply as she leaped in front of Leng Ye, blocking his path. "Release them. If you're angry, come at me."
"It's too late."
Leng Ye's aura of ferocity intensified, and his crimson eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty glint.
He seemed to have gone mad, throwing Xuan Fengqian heavily to the side and piercing Bai Di's brow with his sword.
In an instant, crimson blood gushed out like a spring from the large hole between Bai Di's eyebrows.
"No!"
Xuan Fengqian's face was splattered with blood, and he screamed hysterically.
Leng Ye showed no mercy. He glanced indifferently at the white emperor, who died with his eyes wide open, and then swung his three-foot-seven-inch Xuanyuan Demon Sword at the green emperor and the others.
"Leng Ye, you heartless and insane demon! Why must you exterminate them all?"
"If it weren't for you, why would I have gone on such a killing spree?"
Leng Ye trampled Xuan Fengqian under his feet, grabbed her cascading black hair with one hand, and forced her to watch as he killed Qing Di and the others one by one.
After the Five Emperors were all slaughtered, the Hall of Reincarnation was submerged in a sea of blood. Xuan Fengqian looked in despair at the Five Emperors lying dead in the pool of blood, their eyes wide open, letting her tears flow freely, washing over her already shattered vision, until everything before her shrank into clusters of bloody light…
After an unknown amount of time, a deafening roar echoed from the clouds. The dreamscape collapsed abruptly with the loud noise, and Xuan Fengqian's consciousness was also pulled out of the dream.
Still shaken, she looked at the White Emperor, whose eyes showed concern. Her eyes welled up with tears, and she threw herself into his arms, crying, "Father..."
"My little one, would you like to go back with your father?"
The White Emperor assumed that Xuan Fengqian had suffered a great deal of injustice and felt extremely distressed.
"Princess, do not be afraid. If you have been wronged, please tell us. The Emperor will surely seek justice for you." Fu Chen saw Xuan Fengqian's fear and comforted her in a deep voice.
Leng Ye's patience ran out. He strode forward and pulled Xuan Fengqian back into his arms. "Today, none of you will be able to take her away."
He lifted half of her sleeve, pointed to her flawless white arm, and said to the White Emperor in a calm and unhurried manner, "Look, the virginity mark is gone. The one who shared the bridal chamber with me is indeed her."
Just as Xuan Fengqian was trying to break free from Leng Ye's grasp, he whispered in her ear, "If you dare to utter a single word, none of you will leave Jiuyou alive today."
Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?
"To be honest, I'm really not afraid." Leng Ye curled his lips into a wicked and enigmatic smile.
"Cold night, don't be too smug."
Xuan Fengqian glared at him resentfully, but in her heart she was carefully investigating whether everything in the dream was real or not.
Although she deeply hated Leng Ye for his brutality and repeated persecution of her, it didn't mean she should believe that Leng Ye would be as insane as he was in her dream, to the point of destroying the world.
In her opinion, if he really wanted to break ties with the Immortal Realm, there was no need for him to be so hesitant, or even to threaten her.
Therefore, she can no longer distinguish whether the mysterious magic bestowed upon her by the power of the gods is a prophecy or a misdirection.
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