“Ah!” Yun Yuqing cried out in alarm. Her eyes were full of disbelief as blood gushed out of her mouth. “Ah Zu, what are you doing?”

Zu An didn’t reply to her, but instead stared at the dragon robed individual.

The emperor roared with laughter. “Husbands and wives will abandon each other before the face of true disaster. Unfortunately, it’s already too late, even if you express your loyalty to me by killing her. Die!”

That palm was now already less than a zhang from Zu An’s head. The pressure that descended created a palm imprint where he was standing. However, he still continued to stand proudly in place.

Zu An lowered his head and muttered quietly to himself, “This kind of power and pressure is indeed quite similar to the emperor’s. Looks like he really did leave a deep impression of his power in my mind.”

“However…” He suddenly raised his head, his eyes scorching as he stared at the dragon...