Outside Mount Xianglu, the atmosphere was bleak.
The Empress, clad in an Emperor Robe with her black hair dancing in the wind, still had her stunning face tinted with traces of rosy clouds.
If she had been the supreme goddess before, in control of the fate of Tang Country, at this moment, she had fallen from her divine throne, with an added touch of charm and allure.
It was heart-wrenching!
The hearts of the court officials of Tang Country bled continuously.
It hurt, it hurt so much!
If they had held onto a sliver of hope before, now that hope had been shattered into pieces, completely vanishing without a trace.
The Empress, a figure destined to be immortalized in history, had been defiled by the Demon Head.
The Demon Head was truly outrageous.
Not only was he incredibly powerful, but now he had even taken down the Empress. If things continued this way, wouldn't he become the Supreme Emperor of the entire Tang Country?
