Eight golden characters, like chains of gold, bound Anhou where she stood as her nine tails extended. Her eyes turned crimson, tears cascaded down uncontrollably, and without her noticing, blood mingled with the streaming tears.
Amid the blurred flow of blood, she gazed at the Heavenly Altar before her, where blades and swords intertwined. She felt her Three Souls and Seven Spirits fraying and convulsing in agonizing struggle.
She saw someone fighting desperately.
Who was that?
That was… Chen Yi?
The Chen Family of Jin Country… that… Chen boy?!
He was being surrounded and attacked…
Anhou's head throbbed as if it were being split open. Her voice rasped as though she was desperately screaming out in anguish.
"It's him, he must die, he should have died long ago, he has to die! I must personally destroy the Chen Family of Jin Country, he must suffer beyond endurance!"
Anhou writhed in torment, her nine tails trembling with her agony.
