Yang Qingqing's revenge went undisturbed by anyone.
Because, when she wielded a knife and charged at the Male Emperor's Minister, Du Yu had already commanded the Emperor's Slave to charge directly into the Cold Beast Army's camp!
"Thunder Peng Thousand Miles! Charge! Charge!" The Emperor's Slave knelt on one knee on the bird's head, his large hands gripping the feathers tightly, relentlessly commanding.
Whispers echoed around the Thundercloud Roc's ears.
As if countless threads of Cold Qi crazily pierced into Thundercloud Roc's mind.
This Demon Saint originally belonged to the West Mountain's Emperor's Minister but was forcibly seized by the Emperor's Slave, transforming it into his mount.
"Screech~~~"
Under the new master's command, Thundercloud Roc constantly accelerated, its body crackling with electricity.
The Female Emperor's Minister's face was cold as she looked icily at the Emperor's Slave frantically fleeing.
