Western Emperor Palace.
Celestial Martial Hall.
"Empress..."
The Imperial Army and Golden Snake Guard stared blankly at the top of the Celestial Martial Hall.
Si Minglan's hands were thrust into Lin Yuan's chest, and Wu Tai's long sword pierced through Lin Yuan's heart from behind.
Lin Yuan spat a mouthful of fresh blood, splattering onto the red phoenix robe, making it appear even more vivid and crimson.
She clutched Si Minglan's hand, her voice hoarse: "I never intended to kill Si Yuanwu..."
Si Minglan sneered coldly: "It doesn't matter anymore, you are about to die."
"Yiren, Zhou..."
Lin Yuan murmured these two names, her eyes suddenly gleaming brightly. The phoenix robe swelled, and spiritual power surged violently, forcing Si Minglan and Wu Tai away.
Si Minglan was already severely injured; now struck by the spiritual power emitted by the phoenix robe, her face turned even paler.
Wu Tai coughed up a mouthful of blood, falling to the ground with a wretched scream.
