Demon Empress?

Shenlian Yingyue's brow furrowed in concentration. Despite the twisted features of Shen Xian, she could sense the profound sorrow and anguish lurking beneath his demonic facade. Yet, she remained indifferent.

With a flick of her wrist, she unleashed a torrent of attacks toward Shen Xian. They barely skimmed his skin, yet he seemed genuinely taken aback.

"Foolish woman, what do you think you're doing?" Shen Xian gasped, momentarily releasing Tai Hua Lei out of concern for his safety.

Though she lacked strength, she was far from powerless.

Achieving her objective, Shenlian Yingyue let out a quiet sigh when Shen Xian relinquished his grip on Tai Hua Lei. She made a gesture for Tai Hua Lei to hold his tongue.