The wind and snow have just settled, and the altar is restored to its place.
Watching the immortals on the stage battling fiercely, the people below dared not linger long and began to gradually disperse.
The Empress of the Central Netherworld is indeed too aggressive, even though she had broken with Tianxi for hundreds of years, the two of them have yet to separate completely.
To openly shield her little lover before her husband so confidently may lead to a fight at any moment.
Just now, Golden Immortal Feng Xu appeared, displaying his divine skills, frightening half of the crowd out of their wits.
Who knows if these two might duel again, implicating innocents.
So everyone left, thinking perhaps it wasn't worth watching this interesting commotion.
"Does Immortal Lord Mu still wish to gossip and watch this scene?" In the golden carriage, a girl's lethargic and indifferent voice sounded.
