Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

Shortly after, Concubine Hui was enveloped in the dark purple wisp which caused her entire body to glow purple.

The witch never stopped muttering the incantation. The complicated ancient language was very difficult to understand.

After about fifteen minutes, all the dark purple wisp disappeared from Concubine Hui’s entire body.

Concubine Hui’s face slowly cleared up to reveal a face, identical to Liu Rushuang’s!

The witch’s eyes lit up when she saw Concubine Hui, then spoke in her aged, hoarse voice. “Hui’er, I never imagined that that woman would look so good.”

“Hmph! I really don’t understand why God gave that bitch such a beautiful face!” cried Concubine Hui in dissatisfaction.

Then, she grabbed a mirror from the dressing table and checked her new face left and right. The more she looked, the more pleased she was.

With her right hand, tightly wrapped around the mirror, her eyes squinted wickedly. “I’m going to definitely kill that wench. I must have everything she has.”

The witch immediately tried to stop her. “Hui’er, you mustn’t kill that woman. If she’s ever hurt, that pain would be transferred to your body, which goes to say that if that woman dies, so will you! So, all you can do is find a way for the woman to sleep for eternity.”

Concubine Hui tightly clenched her fists. “Well, no matter what it takes, I won’t let that wench continue to live a happy life! That’s the price for stealing the love of my life!” She said viciously.

The witch gritted her crooked teet and flashed an evil smile. “Hui’er, you’re right. How could the Dark Forest witches lose to others? You must take everything that belongs to you!”

Concubine Hui stroked her soft, fair face and smiled with Liu Rushuang’s deeply beautiful face. “That emperor only likes that wench for her looks. If I meet the emperor with this face, he’ll definitely spoil me the same way!”

The witch wore black robes and an ugly smile, then leaned on her staff. “Hui’er, it’s done now. We should get out of here!” She said in a hoarse voice.

Concubine Hui put the mirror down, then put on a red face veil. She turned around and left the inn with the witch.

At that very moment, the Yellow Wolf King, Mountain Sheep King, and Vine King arrived at the tall, cloudy mountaintops of Mount Cliff of Clouds.

There were dozens of sharp, tall mountain peaks all around. The air was humid and densely populated with cotton-like clouds.

The three demon kings flew to the very peak of the mountains.

“Only the Bat King is capable of easily reached these clifftops!” heaved the Mountain Sheep King.

The Yellow Wolf King snarled, then didn’t say a word.

The top half of the Vine King was of an old man and his lower body was made of countless vines. At that very moment, those vines tightly bound around the mountaintop.

The Vine King glanced at the cyan mountaintop and spoke with a deep and ancient voice. “You two, step aside. I plan to crush this mountaintop.”

The Yellow Wolf King looked at the infinitely, strong mountaintop and finally spoke. “Vine King, you’re not young anymore. Do you have the strength to pull it off?” He asked snarkily.

Vine King clenched his incredibly big and thick hands, then scoffed. “Don’t underestimate this old man!”

Then, he rapidly extended the vines of this lower body. Soon enough, the entire mountaintop was enwrapped by densely woven vines.

Crack crackle crack…

The Vine King put more power into tightening his vines, causing endless cracks in the cyan mountaintops.

Yellow Wolf King and Mountain Sheep King felt endless admiration for him.

He was truly old but vigorous!

After half an hour, the mountaintop completely split open.

Vine King swiftly withdrew his long vines.