"Empress!" Emperor Heng knitted his brows which were burning like fire. His strong face was like a handsome ember. On his body was attached a divine garment that always shines, which overpowers his own soul's core energy. "Why are you suddenly angry?"
Empress Sha was still clenching her fists. Now around her body like spears of ice sticking out from under her feet. She was sitting on a divine throne, which now made her like sitting on an ice throne. "Don't you understand, Emperor? This shaking happened because of her!"
"Is that true?" Emperor Heng raised his palm and then focused his focus on bringing out the fire energy in his hand. Suddenly a small fire prison appeared on it, which he threw so that the fire prison turned into a giant.
Inside was Ying Hua's fourth soul, who was now sitting cross-legged like a hermit. Her head that had been tilted and almost touched her shoulder had slightly straightened up, just like her current appearance.
