"Enough!"
Liang Hui's expression gradually became indifferent as he brushed away Su Yao's hand from his robe.
He walked up to the woman in the middle of the stairs, then glanced at Feng Li and Qing Tian.
"All this contention and strife, it tires me."
"Tang Tang, you will be the Empress, tomorrow proclaim to the Nine Realms, to all the endless beings."
The young man was direct, without any further delay.
At that moment, the women fell silent, gazing at the tall figure of the young man, feeling the sublime and supreme aura.
They seemed to see the world collapsing, bodies of Emperors floating, and the Boundary Sea filled with blood.
Merely a hint of his aura was almost enough to crush the entire world.
This was when they remembered, the man before them rose from insignificance, grew through slaughter.
In just five short years, he achieved unprecedented great deeds.
