Those years when I hunted demons in Dali Temple

Chapter 941 Sacrifice
Wu Xiang paused, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Wang Xuanzhi with an extremely dangerous gaze.

"Young Master Wang, do you intend to go to the Yellow Springs before them?"

Wang Xuanzhi turned his head away, afraid that he would be reluctant to part with everything in the mirror. He raised the bone flute, and with Wuxiang's puzzled expression, he snapped a small piece off the bone flute. He put away the broken piece, and the broken end looked like a sharp dagger.

Meanwhile, in another time and space, in desolate mountain areas and bustling cities, people looked up at the same sky, facing the same direction, and sobbed, "It's finally here."

In the backyard of the Wang family, Old Madam Wang clutched her chest and murmured, "It's finally here...?"

"Wang family brat, what tricks are you playing now? Do you really think I wouldn't dare to touch you?" Wu Xiang had a feeling that he was up to something. He glanced at the bone flute and felt that it looked somewhat familiar. "Give me the flute in your hand."

Wang Xuanzhi shook his head, not giving the other party a chance to examine him closely, "Sir, your power is immense. The lives of all people are in your hands. I am merely one of the masses, and I will not harbor any illusions. However..."

Changing the subject, Wang Xuanzhi used the sharp end of the bone flute to cut open his left palm, and blood gushed out instantly.

The array's core, which Wang Xuanzhi had been unable to locate, automatically materialized at this moment, its bottomless maw gaping wide as it sucked Wang Xuanzhi's blood, like a hungry infant eagerly nursing.

Within the Nine Stars Alignment Formation, another upheaval occurred. The chaotic spiritual energy became even more disordered, like headless flies running around the formation for a while before suddenly receding like a tide, even taking away the original spiritual energy within the formation.

Seeing this, Wang Xuanzhi became even more certain of his choice. Although he believed that Dao Yi and the others could defeat several Venerables, the people of the Imperial City could not wait, and he did not want to watch Dao Yi and the others suffer more injuries.

As blood was lost, Wang Xuanzhi's lips gradually lost their color, becoming as white as the whitest paper on the market.

The array's core relentlessly devoured the blood. Wang Xuanzhi discovered that the blood flowed out along the bone flute. Because the flow rate was too fast, the bone flute could only absorb a little bit. He thought that perhaps this was the bit of life that his master, Ling Xuzi, had mentioned.

At Dao Yi's coming-of-age banquet, Ling Xuzi noticed that his bloodline was different. At that time, the matter of the "Five Characters" had not yet been investigated. Ling Xuzi only vaguely told him that in a critical moment, he might be able to save his life by using the bone flute.

Ling Xuzi could see that his bloodline was different, so he could naturally tell that the bone flute on his body was also problematic.

The bone flute was a gift from his grandfather, but he never specified what kind of bone it was made of, only instructing him to keep it close to his body.

“I’m afraid you’ll never need it in your life!” Ling Xuzi’s expression at the time was extremely complicated, and he still remembers it now.

It turns out that Master had foreseen this day.

Wang Xuanzhi wanted to laugh, but found that he no longer had the power to smile. The scene in front of him gradually became blurry, and all he could see was Wuxiang's smug face.

"Young Wang, you've fallen for my trick after all." Wu Xiang was waiting for the Nine Stars Linked Array to be fully formed. He was about to return to the cultivation world, and his excited heart had nowhere to settle. So he sought out Wang Xuanzhi, the only one who was still alive, and said something to him.

Wang Xuanzhi opened his mouth forcefully, his voice barely audible, "You fear the will of Heaven, yet you still dare to let your men harm others, while I know you dare not harm the King of Qin, but you dare not gamble even the slightest bit."

The Great Zhou now only has the King of Qin left. If the King of Qin is harmed, the world will fall into chaos again.

Dao Yi came from a prestigious family, and even he risked getting lost during times of war. How much more so for the millions of ordinary people who would not survive under the rule of an unenlightened sage? He did not want anyone else to suffer the same fate as Dao Yi.

"Oh, how can you be so sure that I wouldn't dare to harm the King of Qin?" Wu Xiang's hearing was excellent, and he clearly heard Wang Xuanzhi's words. Wang Xuanzhi: "Dao Yi once said that the King of Qin is blessed with great fortune and has a purple aura. I think such a person is favored by heaven and earth. Going back to the Zi Ying head incident is enough to prove your sinister intentions."

Seeing that he was about to die, Wu Xiang readily admitted, "So what? Sacrificing the fortune of a small dynasty to pave the way for my return home is their blessing. I just didn't expect that the King of Qin is favored by Heaven. Hmph, if it weren't for Heaven's favor, I would have succeeded long ago!"

"Hmph, it's all thanks to Heaven's favor that I was able to succeed today." As he said this, Wuxiang's face twisted slightly. "Just a sliver of luck is enough to make people so covetous. Heaven is truly unjust!"

The truth about the King of Qin finding a severed head has finally come to light.

It was an unorthodox method used by Wuxiang to steal the Qin King's fortune in order to diminish his fortune.

"That's good," Wang Xuanzhi murmured, finally relieved.

If Wu Xiang has any reservations, then the King of Qin is safe. Now that the bloodline has been used to pave the way home, the King of Qin and his entourage should also be safe.

Just a small one
At this moment, he really did miss her.

I wonder if the chance of survival Master spoke of truly exists.
"Sigh, Xiao Yi," Wang Xuanzhi sighed softly and gently closed his eyes.

A blinding white light appeared at the center of the formation, shooting straight into the sky. Wuxiang burst into laughter, "I can finally go home! Hahahaha!"

Wuxiang leaped into the white light and vanished in an instant. At this moment, both sides at the base of the formation arrived. The other Venerables, except for Chihu, also jumped into the white light despite their injuries, only to be instantly reduced to dust.

Before Dao Yi and the others could even be surprised, they saw the white light forcefully lift up Wang Xuanzhi, who was on the ground and whose life or death was unknown, and then sweep him in as well.

"An Dao!" Dao Yi and the others exclaimed in unison. Before Chen Yizhi and the others could react, another figure rushed into the white light. "Bi Fang, Bi Fang!" Little Bi Fang raised its head and flew in as well.

"Dao Yi!" Chen Yizhi, Chen Shuguang, Lin Erbai, and the other demons and half-demons, including Ji Niang, also planned to chase after the two, but were stopped by Wang Zhang and Ling Xuzi. "No!"

Chen Yizhi roared, "Let me go!"

He had already lost a brother; Wang Xuanzhi could not afford to have anything happen to him, and Yun'er could not afford to lose her sister.

Ling Xuzi advised, "If you go in now, you'll only end up like those monsters. Not only will you fail to save them, but you'll all be dragged down with you."

"Enough!" Wang Zhang waved his hand. "Come back to the Wang family with me. You will understand once you meet someone."

As soon as Wang Zhang finished speaking, the white light disappeared before their eyes.

The entire East Palace looked as if it had been burned by a great fire. Just moments ago, they had felt the vastness of the world from within the formation, but now all that remained before them was a pile of bones made of some unknown material and some dusty stones.

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