Yaoguang slowly approached Qionghua's ear.
"Since I was able to escape from the Chaos Sky, you should know that Emperor Xuan can no longer control me."
Her voice was cold, completely confirming what Qionghua was thinking.
Qionghua's whole body instantly felt cold, but a burning sensation suddenly appeared on her neck.
It was Yaoguang. Her nirvana fire flickered faintly around her neck, and the flames danced, as if they could devour her at any time.
Only then did Qionghua feel deeply frightened. The fire of Nirvana could burn the soul. Her soul would be shattered under the fire, and she wouldn't even have the chance to reincarnate and practice again!
Her body began to tremble.
"Yaoguang! I was wrong!"
"If you let me go, I promise you that the Nine Heavens Gods will never hunt you down again. You are free!"
Yaoguang sneered.
"Oh, what? Do you think my freedom requires your grace? I am already free. So what if you chase me? I will kill anyone who comes my way."
"Qionghua, after ten thousand years of suffering and being hunted, and after ten thousand years of being sealed, only your life can relieve the hatred in my heart."
Qionghua felt that the fire of Nirvana was burning her soul, and she became more and more terrified. Her face was pale and her eyes were full of despair.
"No! No! Yaoguang, the prophecy about you was fabricated by the Star God in order to obtain your Nine Phoenix Demon Phoenix bloodline. All of us are tools of his greedy ambitions. You should seek revenge on him for being hunted down!"
She said anxiously, trying to buy herself a chance of survival.
"You have been trapped for ten thousand years. It was the Emperor who took you away personally because you harmed billions of lives. Therefore, your enemy is him, not me!"
Yaoguang gently stroked Qionghua's tense and frightened cheek with the back of her other hand, her movements so gentle as if she was stroking a precious treasure.
However, her eyes were full of mockery.
He sneered, and the laughter was particularly harsh in the silent palace.
"So even the high and mighty Mother Qionghua is afraid of death. Tell me, what would the Star God do if I told him what you said today?"
Yaoguang let go of Qionghua's neck. She had no intention of killing her today. Killing her would be too easy for her.
A hypocritical god fears most that his mask will be peeled off layer by layer, and finally his unrecognizable appearance will be revealed to the world.
She looked at Qionghua lying in a miserable state on the fairy bed, without a trace of pity in her eyes.
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