The frail counselor you said, you fight against three heroes alone?

"Reincarnation..." The true body of the Drama Mother emerged from the golden and black light. Her voice was shrill and desperate, as if she was telling a fate that could not be changed.

"No! The container shouldn't be..." Her words stopped abruptly, her eyes revealed unconcealable pain, and double golden and black flames suddenly burst out from her body, tearing a rift in time and space.

In an instant, a strong wave came from the crack, and the surrounding scene became blurred.

Cai Wenshuang only felt an indescribable force tightly wrapping her and Xi Yu, as if it was going to take them into another world.

"No——" Ximu's scream was like the horn of doom, echoing in every corner.

Her figure gradually blurred, turning into flowing light and shadows, and finally disappeared into the endless darkness.

The golden and black flames became more and more violent in the cracks, as if they were going to tear the entire world into pieces.

Cai Wenshuang and Xi Yu's bodies were pulled by this force and gradually moved towards the center of the crack.

"Little girl..." A vague outline vaguely emerged in the depths of the crack, as if a long-lost soul was calling.

The space-time rift was like a wound torn by a giant beast. Chaos was surging, and golden and black flames were dancing wildly in it, like two giant pythons choosing their prey.

A sharp sword light cut through the chaos and headed straight for the dual flame core.

The sword light was pure and sharp, as if it could cut off all the shackles in the world.

Xuannv, the guardian of the ancient gods, has a stern face and a look of determination as cold as ice that has been there for thousands of years.

"You stole it three hundred years ago..." Her words were as loud as an ice cone, but were interrupted in mid-air by a sudden change.

A blood dragon rushed out from the rolling chaos and rolled up Cai Wenshuang at an astonishing speed.

The blood dragon was not a physical entity, but was composed of pure energy, carrying the anger and unwillingness of Xi Yu's remaining soul.

"Don't trust any gods!" His voice was hoarse and desperate, like the last roar of a trapped beast.

Cai Wenshuang was drawn into the arms of the blood dragon, feeling the familiar body temperature at her fingertips. She was in a trance for a moment and almost forgot where she was.

"Brother..." She murmured to herself, her voice was weak and faint, but it was clearly audible in the chaotic cracks of time and space.

The remaining soul of the deputy commander of the secret guards had been watching all this in silence, but at this moment he suddenly drew his sword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at his own throat.

His "real container is..." Before he could finish his words, the sword had already sunk into his throat, blood gushed out, and turned into a scarlet blood mist in the air.

In the blood mist, the phantom of a baby slowly emerged. It was the appearance of Cai Wenshuang as a baby, pure and flawless, yet with a hint of strange prophecy.

"You should have been three hundred years ago..." The baby's voice was ethereal and vague, as if it was an echo from another time and space.

Seeing this, the remaining soul of Xi Yu in the blood dragon roared in anger and turned into a ray of blood light to tear the phantom into pieces.

“Sister, your soul shouldn’t…” His voice was filled with pain and reluctance, yet with a hint of determination, as if he was protecting something precious.

At this moment, the residual soul of Venerable Bei Ming suddenly appeared, holding a beating heart in his hand. The heart emitted a golden and black light. It was the real heart of Xi Mu.

With lightning speed, he pressed the heart into Cai Wenshuang's chest.

"The God-killing Bureau has finally..." His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of crazy joy.

Cai Wenshuang's pupils began to rotate in the opposite direction, and the golden and black lines were like a whirlpool, swallowing up the surrounding light.

"Enough! My blood is..." Her voice was filled with a hint of pain, yet full of strength, as if she was trying to break free from some restraints.

The residual soul of Xi Yu suddenly appeared and interlocked his fingers with hers. The golden and black light flowed between the two of them, reflecting each other.

"Let the twin bloodlines merge..." His voice was firm and gentle, with a hint of decisive courage.

The two forces collided and merged inside Cai Wenshuang's body, and time and space began to twist and collapse, as if to swallow up everything... "Stop--" Xuannu's voice echoed in the collapsing time and space, with a hint of unbelievable horror.

Xuannu's sword, carrying the aura of ten thousand years of ice, went straight to the flashing core of the divine pattern between Cai Wen's eyebrows.

The divine pattern was half golden and half black as ink, like the two poles of yin and yang, rotating and interweaving, emitting a heart-pounding power.

"Stop! You are just a mere mortal, how dare you go against the will of heaven!" Xuannu's voice was like cracking ice, with a hint of condescending contempt and a hint of fear that was hard to conceal.

She felt that this power was enough to shake the God Clan's foundation that had existed for thousands of years!
Cai Wenshuang smiled, and that smile seemed particularly sad and resolute in the chaotic rift of time and space.

She trembled as she raised the beating heart in her hand. The heart emitted the same golden and black light as the divine pattern, as if echoing the divine pattern on her forehead.

This heart belongs to Xiyu, her beloved brother, and also the victim of this shocking conspiracy.

"Then let's destroy this damn lie together!" Cai Wenshuang suddenly pressed her heart against her chest, and a burning force instantly spread throughout her body, as if to burn her to death.

She felt that some terrible changes were taking place in her body. The light of the divine pattern became brighter and brighter, illuminating her pale face and this chaotic space and time.

In the rift between time and space, blood rained down, as if the heaven and earth were crying.

The golden and black flames rolled and twisted in the blood rain, gradually condensing into two human figures, one was Xi Yu and the other was Cai Wenshuang.

They stood side by side, their eyes met, and each other's eyes were filled with deep love and determination.

The residual soul of the deputy commander of the Dark Guards floated in the blood rain. He looked at the scene in front of him and roared in pain: "The end of reincarnation requires... requires..." His voice was intermittent, as if his throat was strangled by some force and he could no longer make a complete sound.

He wanted to stop it all, but he was powerless and could only watch the tragedy happen.

Suddenly, a deafening roar resounded through the heaven and earth, and Ximu's true form, a huge blood dragon, rushed out from the rolling chaos, devouring everything around it.

Her "Good! Finally..." She let out a satisfied sigh, her voice filled with creepy joy.

The mirror images of Cai Wenshuang and Xi Yu embraced each other in the golden and black flames. They leaned on each other, as if they wanted to remember this final warmth forever.

Their bodies gradually became transparent, as if they would disappear into this chaotic space and time at any time.

"Sister, don't be afraid..." Xi Yu's reflection gently caressed Cai Wenshuang's face. His voice was as warm as the spring breeze, but with a hint of unspeakable sadness.

"Brother, let's go together..." Cai Wenshuang tightly grasped Xiyu's hand.
The golden and black flames suddenly erupted, enveloping the two of them. They embraced each other and fell into the endless abyss... "No! The truth about the God-killing Bureau..." Xuannv's desperate cry was swallowed up in the collapsing time and space, and everything returned to silence... Ximu's true body let out a sharp scream, "It's begun..."

The golden and black flames, like falling stars, dragged long tails of flames and slammed fiercely into the bloody abyss.

At the bottom of the abyss, the rolling waves of blood made a sickening gurgling sound, like a giant beast greedily licking the upcoming sacrifice.

"The twin bloodlines have finally merged!" A sharp scream, as harsh as tearing cloth, suddenly exploded from the bottom of the abyss.

A huge blood dragon, its scales flashing a heart-pounding dark red light, rose from the surging sea of ​​blood.

Its huge dragon head was ferocious and terrifying, and its two blood-red vertical pupils stared at the falling twins, with greed and excitement intertwined between them.

The blood dragon was incredibly fast. Almost at the moment the twins landed on the ground, its huge dragon tail wrapped around their ankles like lightning.

The black mist of Xiyu's remaining soul seemed to be burned by fire the moment it touched the dragon's tail. It made a sizzling sound and dissipated in large pieces, revealing the illusory soul within.

The soul was pale and transparent, as if it would shatter at any time.

"Ah——" Xi Yu's remaining soul let out a painful groan. The pain of the soul being torn apart was far more intense and more unbearable than the pain of the body.

At this critical moment, a sudden change occurred.

Cai Wenshuang turned around abruptly, and his originally clear eyes were now filled with chilling coldness and determination.

Her slender fingers, like iron clamps, tightly pinched the neck of Xi Yu's remaining soul.

"Why did you let Xi Wujiang live back then?" Her voice was icy cold, like a chilly wind from hell, blowing across Xi Yu's already broken soul.

Xi Yu's remaining soul was strangled to the point where he could hardly breathe. Drops of golden blood oozed from his illusory fingertips, like starlight, which looked particularly dazzling in the blood-red abyss.

"Brother... wants to use my younger brother's... hatred... to maintain... the... balance of my bloodline..." He spoke intermittently, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of pain and helplessness.

This strange scene made the blood dragon stunned. A hint of doubt flashed in its huge vertical pupils, and the dragon tail wrapped around the ankles of the two people also loosened slightly.

At this moment, a sharp sword light, like lightning cutting through the night sky, fell from the sky and pierced the blood dragon's heart fiercely.

"The blood of the gods that you stole three hundred years ago..." A cold voice, with unquestionable majesty, echoed in the abyss. However, before the voice fell, what gushed out of the blood dragon's heart was not blood, but an overwhelming blood rain.

The blood rain had the power to corrode everything, and it instantly devoured the person who spoke, turning him into ashes.

"Don't trust any gods!" Xi Yu's remaining soul suddenly jumped up, using his last bit of strength to protect Cai Wenshuang behind him. His broken soul was like a fragile barrier, standing between Cai Wenshuang and the deadly rain of blood.

"You..." Cai Wenshuang looked at the weak figure in front of him.
At the bottom of the abyss, waves of blood surged, and gurgling sounds were like the whispers of a devil.

In the sickening blood color, ancient lines began to emerge, interweaving into a complex and mysterious pattern, emitting heart-pounding energy fluctuations.

This is the core of the ancient divine pattern, which is said to be the key to controlling the cycle of heaven and earth.

The blood mist rolled, and a figure slowly condensed from it. It was the residual soul of the deputy commander of the Dark Guards.

His face was blurry and his figure was vague, only his eyes, full of resentment, were flashing a disturbing light.

"The real container is..." His hoarse voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, carrying with it endless hatred and unwillingness.

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sudden change.

Cai Wen's eyes were cold and his movements were decisive. He grabbed the illusory body of Xi Yu's remaining soul and pressed him hard against his heart.

The chest of Xi Yu's remnant soul was facing Cai Wenshuang's beating heart. A strange energy wave quickly spread out with the two of them as the center.

"Then let us destroy the lies together!" Cai Wenshuang's voice, with its resolute chill, echoed in the bloody abyss.

Golden light and black mist suddenly exploded where the two met, like a blooming flower of death, engulfing everything around it.

The blood dragon let out a shrill scream, and its huge body trembled violently in the golden and black flames. It eventually turned into ashes and dissipated into the abyss.

"No! Bloodlines should not devour each other..." A voice full of resentment and anger came from the depths of the abyss.

The blood mist rolled, and a blurry figure slowly emerged, which was the true body of Xi Mu.

Her blood-red eyes stared at the remaining souls of Cai Wenshuang and Xi Yu, filled with unwillingness and despair.

Xi Yu's remaining soul turned into a ball of black mist, tightly wrapping around Cai Wenshuang's eyes.

"Don't open your eyes! Those mirror images are..." His voice was anxious and weak, with a hint of fear that was difficult to conceal.

His words came to an abrupt halt, as if forcibly interrupted by some force.

Cai Wenshuang felt a darkness before his eyes, with the last voice of Xi Yu's remaining soul echoing in his ears, and his heart was filled with confusion and uneasiness.

She wanted to open her eyes, but was afraid of seeing something terrible.

Her body trembled slightly, as if she was in a cold void.

At the bottom of the abyss, golden and black flames burned fiercely, illuminating everything around.

In the flames, a vague figure slowly emerged, and his voice was a little devilish and playful: "Sister..."

Blood flames licked the bottom of the abyss, and the air was filled with a strange smell of burning and blood.

Cai Wenshuang felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand and he was almost suffocating.

There was deathly silence all around, with only the crackling sound of the golden and black flames, like some ancient and evil ritual.

Suddenly, in the blood flames, a vague figure slowly solidified.

He was a handsome man with an enchanting appearance, and his eyes and eyebrows were surprisingly similar to Xi Yu.

However, his eyes did not have the gentleness and forbearance of Xi Yu. Instead, there was a creepy madness and coldness.

He raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a cruel smile, and said in a hoarse and low voice: "Sister, you used my life in exchange for wealth and glory, do you still remember?"

Cai Wen's pupils suddenly shrank and his heart sank.

These words exploded in her mind like a thunderbolt.

elder sister?

Prosperity and wealth?

These words were like fragments, spinning rapidly before her eyes, piecing together a picture she had never seen before.

"So... you are the real prime minister?" she asked in a trembling voice, feeling as if her throat was blocked by something.

The black mist of Xi Yu's remaining soul that was entangled in her eyes began to tremble violently, as if shouting something silently.

At the same time, the rolling blood mist condensed into the shape of a woman, who was Nangong Yue.

She stared at Cai Wenshuang with hatred, her voice sharp and piercing: "I want to take back the First Birth Bloodline you stole today!"

However, before she finished her words, Ximu's true body suddenly rushed out from the blood mist and grabbed Nangong Yue's neck. Her blood-red eyes were filled with madness and determination: "Enough! The twins' souls must be united as one!"

The sudden change made Cai Wenshuang's mind go blank.

She felt like a puppet, controlled by an invisible force, and was involuntarily drawn into this crazy vortex.

Just then, she felt a chill in her hand.

That was the sword of Chisongzi's remnant soul, which had fallen into her hands at some point.

Almost instinctively, she thrust the sword into her throat.

The warm liquid gushed out, and the intense pain made her eyes go black and her consciousness began to blur.

At the bottom of the abyss, golden and black flames suddenly burned violently, reflecting a strange picture.

It was a birth scene of a baby, with two babies lying in swaddling clothes, one was quiet and peaceful, while the other was emitting a faint black mist.

"You should have been..." A weak voice sounded in Cai Wenshuang's ears. It was the voice of Xi Yu's remaining soul.

However, before he could finish his words, a cold hand suddenly grabbed Cai Wenshuang's neck.

That was the remnant soul of Xi Wujiang, his eyes were filled with greed and desire: "What the God Killing Bureau needs is the complete you!"

The remaining soul of Xi Yu that was entangled in Cai Wenshuang's eyes suddenly exploded, turned into a black lightning, and slammed into the remaining soul of Xi Wujiang.

He roared, his voice full of despair and anger: "Don't believe any lies!"

The blood mist rolled, the golden and black flames intertwined, and the bottom of the abyss was like a huge furnace, swallowing up everything.

"You..." The voice of Xi Wujiang's remaining soul suddenly stopped.

At the bottom of the abyss, the air was like solidified asphalt, heavy, sticky, and carrying a disgusting smell of blood.

Cai Wenshuang felt as if his body was torn into countless pieces and then forced together, and every inch of his skin felt a pricking pain.

She looked around blankly. The golden and black flames intertwined, reflecting distorted light and shadows, like the entrance to hell.

A man in black suddenly appeared, his face blurry and as if shrouded in a layer of mist.

He moved as swiftly as a ghost, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of Cai Wenshuang. He pressed a jade pendant that was glowing with a faint light on his hand hard on her eyelids.

A bone-chilling chill instantly spread throughout his body, and Cai Wenshuang couldn't help but shiver.

"You stole it three hundred years ago..." The man's hoarse voice was like a whisper from hell. Every word seemed to carry endless resentment and anger, striking at Cai Wenshuang's nerves.

Before she could react, the rolling blood mist suddenly condensed, and a graceful and elegant woman appeared before her.

She was wearing a phoenix crown and a gorgeous bridal gown, but her blood-red eyes were full of madness and paranoia. (End of this chapter)