บท 936: The Wind Blows the Shadow of the Tree into the Shape of a Black Robe

When Madam Mu spoke, her visage was serene and indifferent, making her seem incomparably confident and powerful.

She was a Princess of the Great Western Continent, the Empress of the Demi-humans, and she had been a Saint for many years.

Tianhai had died on the peak of the Mausoleum of Books, Yin had returned to the sea of stars, and the Holy Maiden of the south had followed Su Li to the distant Sacred Light Continent. Of the Five Saints, only she and the White Emperor remained.

She and the White Emperor were unquestionably two of the strongest people in the world.

Even though the White Emperor was in secluded cultivation and she had to fight Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi alone, her loss was not guaranteed.

And this wasn't even considering that this place was along the Red River, with countless demi-human experts residing in White Emperor City. With an order from her, they would come sweeping over like a tide.

"Empress, you have misunderstood."