At this moment, a sudden red light, sky-reaching and ground-penetrating, tore through the sky, encasing Zheng Zetian like a cocoon as the mad woman clutched the memorial tablet and wailed in grief!
"Zheng Yu" let out a wolf-like howl of fury, flew up holding a sharp knife, and wildly stabbed at Zheng Zetian's heart and lungs. Yet, blocked by the red light, she couldn't scratch him even a bit! Enraged and desperate, she screamed to the heavens and soared upward, fighting fiercely with her sword!
Zheng Zetian lay on the ritual altar and, through the red cocoon, vaguely saw sword lights chasing each other in the sky, entangled in a deadly struggle for a moment, before a shower of blood rained down, soaking the mourning hall's white banners and turning everything red, almost like a wedding scene.
Then Qin Jiu descended, tossed aside the severed head he was holding, hurriedly rescued Zheng Zetian from the altar, and stuffed half a golden pill under his tongue to prolong his life.
