"Bright Pope! Holy War! I, Supreme Emperor, will surely find you!" The long roar echoed continually. Nearby, Taihuang Demon held back tears, staring at the Supreme Emperor who now couldn't recognize herself. Taihuang Demon felt deeply grieved.
The Supreme Emperor's life was inherently tragic. Who would have thought it would end like this? And she? Unable to assist the Sect Hierarch, she could only watch helplessly.
The hatred was directed at the people of the Holy Hall! The blame laid with the Bright Pope! Without these factors, how would the Sect Hierarch have become so eager for success, leading to his present state?
At this moment, Taihuang Demon dared not approach, fearing being killed by the now mindless Supreme Emperor.
She could only watch everything unfold helplessly. If she could, she truly wished to personally kill Lin Zifeng. Without this fellow, none of these things would have happened.
