Poof—
A second later, Nie Suyuan's body slightly trembled, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Hehehe—" The woman in black suddenly laughed, "So, the Nine Netherworld Queen has made up her mind to meddle in other people's business."
"As far as I know, you violated the rules of the Immortal Realm, abandoned half of your Immortal Physique, and were exiled to the Nine Netherworld! Why persist in your folly?"
Nie Suyuan sneered dismissively, "And you, the Demon Hall Saintess, dare speak of me? Instead of cultivating in the Demon Hall, waiting for the day to offer your body and soul to the Demon God, nurturing the Demon Seed, why have you come here?"
The woman in black laughed even more recklessly.
"You know very well that the Demon God has been missing for years, even the seed is gone, how can there be fruit? So, I came out looking for it myself."
As she said this, she intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Yang Yan, even licking her lips.
