The Empress had mobilized all her strength. With the black-robed person from the Asura Hall around, she did not think that Xue Fanxin could survive. Even if Ye Jiushang came, it was impossible for him to save her.
Hence, Xue Fanxin was definitely dead this time.
But before that, she had to obtain the antidote.
"Xue Fanxin, quickly hand over the antidote to me, or I have ways to deal with you."
"You're really ridiculous. Initially, I wanted to settle scores with you after dealing with the plague poison, but now it looks like I have to do it early," Xue Fanxin said with a cold smile. Then, she summoned a spirit butterfly and played with it on her finger. The aura on her body became stronger and stronger, making her look like a queen. The people around her couldn't help feeling a little afraid.
