"You don't love me; you only love the supreme power of the Netherworld Prison!" Situ Mo sneered disdainfully.
"No, it's not like that. I love you. I married the Netherworld Ghost Lord all because of you..." Mei Concubine roared.
"If you really loved me, then why go through all the trouble to climb into the Netherworld Ghost Lord's bed? All these years, you act arrogantly at the Nine Nether Gate, sacrificing other Asura just for cultivation. I haven't seen an ounce of love!" Situ Mo looked at her coldly, his gaze devoid of any emotion.
Is that really the case? Was it truly the supreme power she loved?
Mei Concubine stared wide-eyed in disbelief. Even unwilling as she was, her figure turned into a cloud of black smoke, dissipating in the wind, disappearing without a trace. The Netherworld Prison would have no more Mei Concubine!
