“Husband, what are you doing here?”
An Li looked displeased and glared at Lu Ye.
Lu Ye spoke honestly.
“I originally planned to sneak into the Dark Clan to assassinate you, but it’s a shame you weren’t here.”
“Hmph, husband, do you think I’m Shangguan Huanling?”
Lu Ye chuckled.
“Every word I waste on you is a waste of my breath. The next time we meet, it should be your death day.”
With that, Lu Ye’s figure vanished in an instant.
He was simply too lazy to waste more breath with An Li, giving her a serious look before disappearing.
That glance was saturated with murderous intent.
Because being near the Dark Clan, he couldn’t kill An Li. Even if a Great Emperor couldn’t lay a hand on him, they could still instantly bring both into the Dark Clan.
Suddenly, Lu Ye, who had just disappeared, returned. Damn, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got!
He looked at An Ri and said, “Idiot!”
An Ri???
“You think An Li would only betray me and not the Dark Clan? From what I understand about An Li, she’s definitely not loyal to your so-called divine beings. She’s probably behind the scenes scheming against you.”
“You still believe in her? What a fool!”
“And your divine being is also a fool!”
“Your entire Dark Clan is a bunch of fools!”
An Ri’s expression turned terrifying; he initially hadn’t realized Lu Ye was insulting him.
But now.
Fool, what a powerful two-character insult.
Even if the Cowherd and Weaver Girl used those words, they would know it was definitely an insult.
An Ri was a Great Emperor and the Family Head of the Dark Clan.
He had always looked down on others; now he was being called a fool!
An Ri’s internal flames of fury blazed up!
“You, you, you…”
“What? I really think you’re a fool. Not just a fool, but a dimwit. If I had your intelligence, I’d just crash into a wall and end it. A waste of space! The Dark Clan must be blind to let you be the Family Head. You do whatever An Li says like a dog!”
“An Li is a born backstabber. If she could betray me, how could she not betray you? You think her IQ is that high? Since An Li returned to your Dark Clan, how many people have died? Has her plan ever succeeded?”
“Since it’s come to this, you still can’t see An Li for what she is, so that ‘fool’ label fits you perfectly.”
“I’ve lived two lives, and honestly, I’ve never seen anyone this stupid. Even if you just tied a random dog up as the Family Head, it would be better than you.”
Flames burned in An Ri’s eyes.
“With the Dark Clan in your hands, I see it won’t be long before it’s completely wiped out.”
“By then, just watch, every single person in the Dark Clan will call you a fool!”
“Idiot!”
An Ri’s fists clenched tightly.
“Calm down! Don’t make a move! He’s trying to provoke you!” An Li hurriedly said.
“Ha, fool, I’m leaving!”
This time, Lu Ye strolled away leisurely.
Come on, go ahead and hit me!
Too scared, huh?
He turned back three times, his eyes full of disdain.
“Lu Ye, are you childish? Such pathetic taunts really disgrace your title as Celestial Lord!” An Li said angrily.
“You’re a fool too!”
An Li was instantly furious.
How did Lu Ye turn into this?
How could he be cursing?
But how could she do anything about it?
After a good cursing session, Lu Ye felt much more at ease.
Angry?
Fuming?
Of course, right on target; if you weren’t angry, I wouldn’t be cursing you!
Lu Ye comfortably disappeared.
If looks could kill, fine, a Great Emperor’s gaze could indeed kill, but under the eyelids of the Great Sage of the Nine Heavens, that Great Emperor was really no better than a Quasi-Emperor.
“Damn it! He really deserves to die!”
An Ri had never been insulted like this since childhood.
He was so furious his insides felt like they were on fire!
But what could he do?
He couldn’t make a move.
Extremely furious.
No matter what, he was a Great Emperor, being insulted like this…
Huh…
But after all, he was a Great Emperor and forced down that raging anger.
An Li glanced at An Ri, her heart sinking, sensing something was off.
But she still had to continue speaking, “Since Lu Ye has already succeeded, we shouldn’t be angry right now but continue to plunder resources from the Forbidden Land. Otherwise, we won’t be able to sacrifice to summon the divine being.”
“Let’s return to the clan first,” An Ri said.
An Li fell silent.
She knew once they returned to the clan, An Ri would definitely take action against her. Although he wouldn’t kill her, it wouldn’t be pleasant.
“I won’t care about the summoning of the divine being!” An Li was never one to take insults lying down.
Since the Dark Clan didn’t want the divine being to descend, why should she bother planning for it? Let it go!
An Ri’s gaze turned fearsome as he stared at An Li.
The muscles on his face twitched continuously.
He looked positively sinister.
“This matter is not up to you!”
“An Yun, take her back to the Dark Clan!”
With a command from An Ri, a royal figure immediately stepped out and seized An Li.
An Li exploded in rage.
“If you dare treat me this way, I absolutely won’t care about the divine being! Without me, the divine being cannot descend, and you’ll all be the sinners of the Dark Clan!”
An Yun paid no attention to her words, simply obeying the Family Head’s orders to take An Li back.
Once An Ri returned to the Dark Clan, he immediately seized An Li’s head and unleashed soul-searching powers.
However, even though An Li was a Great Emperor and An Ri was also a Great Emperor, soul-searching wasn’t easy, especially against An Li’s desperate resistance.
Unless An Ri put everything on the line, he would have to shatter An Li’s soul.
An Ri was genuinely furious; even as An Li let out heartbreaking screams, he stubbornly continued soul-searching, both sides struggling desperately, An Li’s soul on the verge of shattering.
The screams were deafening.
One could imagine the kind of suffering An Li was undergoing.
But who would feel pity?
The entire Dark Clan, when it came down to it, had abandoned An Li the moment she was chosen to be the Saintess.
Because being a Saintess meant enduring unimaginable pain; the last Saintess of the Dark Clan was An Yue.
Where is An Yue now?
The figure in the sculpture is actually An Yue; she had become the channel for the Dark Clan to borrow divine power, and An Yue was rapidly depleting. An Li’s fate was destined to be the same.
Any Dark Clan member who truly cared for An Li would undoubtedly not want her to become the Saintess.
One could say the only person in this world who genuinely cherished An Li was Lu Ye.
And yet, at the most critical moment of An Li’s deification, she betrayed Lu Ye.
Not merely betrayal, but a complete slash of the Dao, heart, and body.
In the most brutal way possible.