Wen Chanyi's body trembled slightly, and the faint smile that had been on her face instantly turned into an overwhelming tension and trepidation, causing her palms to clench tightly, her knuckles going pale.
The divine fire at her brow flickered uncertainly.
Although she had pushed forward with her schemes without hesitation and had even dragged the Demon Empress of the mountain and sea into the ranks of lascivious women, leading her to become increasingly wanton and on the brink of falling into the abyss,
in truth, her heart was filled with guilt and unease.
After all, no matter how you looked at it, she was the Demon Consort of the mountain and sea. The Demon Lord of the mountain and sea was her husband, yet now she had betrayed him without a second thought, dedicating both body and heart completely to the Demon Lord of the blood rain, her spirit and flesh intermingled with that of the demon.
