The former Imperial preceptor received the news and rushed back to see the mountains of corpses in the sky of Yun Meng.
Fresh blood flowed down, as if the scene from the past had been replayed.
“Old Imperial Preceptor!”
“Please stop her!”
“She has the help of the demonic god. None of us are her match.”
One by one, they died.
The former imperial tutor was already old and had a long beard. His white clothes fluttered in the wind, and at first glance, he looked like a celestial being.
Ming Shu’s body was stained with a lot of blood. No one knew whether it was hers or someone else’s. She stood on the cloud dream platform and stared at him with bloodstained eyes.
The former imperial tutor waved his hand, and the surroundings quieted down.
“Eldest princess,”the former imperial tutor called out. “Why are you doing this? The dead are gone...”
“The dead are gone, so I should take revenge for them. Otherwise, who would remember their wrongs?”
”...”
“You came at the right time.”
