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

In this bloody rain, Bai Li's figure was looming, with a strange smile on her face, and her voice was sharp and piercing: "What you stole twenty years ago was Chi Songzi's soul!"

Chisongzi's face suddenly changed, and the whisk in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

He looked at Bai Li in disbelief.

At the same time, Cai Wenshuang's blood seemed to have been summoned by something and turned into a dazzling golden color, flowing along the lines on the core of the earth veins.

And in the blood rain transformed by those puppets, the faces of the Drama Mothers actually emerged. Their eyes were lifeless, but they resonated with Cai Wenshuang's golden blood, making strange buzzing sounds.

The next moment, Ximu turned into a huge blood dragon and rose into the sky from the blood rain. She opened her bloody mouth, bit Chisongzi's throat and lifted him up high.

"How dare you use twin bloodlines as bait?" Ximu's voice was filled with anger and hatred. Her dragon claws tightly gripped Chisongzi's neck, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Xi Yu looked at this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he finally understood everything.

"So you deliberately let me awaken my bloodline," he murmured, his voice full of pain and despair, "in order to..."

Before he could finish his words, a powerful force suddenly knocked him away. He fell heavily to the ground with his vision blurred.

In a daze, he saw a familiar figure slowly walking towards Cai Wenshuang... That figure was actually...

This sudden change made Xi Yu's mind go blank, and he even forgot to breathe.

That familiar figure...that face I've been thinking about day and night...how could it be him? !

Zi Yang!

The one who occupied Xiyu's body was actually Ziyang's soul!
He walked slowly towards Cai Wenshuang, and every step seemed to be stepping on Xi Yu's heart, making him feel miserable.

There was no emotion in Zi Yang's eyes, they were as cold as a sword drawn from its sheath, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Cai Wenshuang.

"The God-killing Bureau... requires the resentment of twin bloodlines killing each other!" Zi Yang's voice was hoarse and low, as if it came from the depths of hell, and every word was filled with a strong smell of blood and endless despair.

The long sword in his hand flashed with a bloodthirsty cold light, and he swung it towards Cai Wenshuang without hesitation!
"No--!" Xi Yu screamed wildly in his heart. He wanted to stop it, but found that he could not control this body at all.

He could only watch helplessly as the sword got closer and closer to Cai Wenshuang...

At the critical moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out around Cai Wenshuang's body!

The golden blood flowing in the core of the earth veins seemed to be summoned by some mysterious power and instantly condensed into golden chains. With a shrill whistling sound, it suddenly wrapped around Zi Yang's limbs and pulled him away from Cai Wenshuang!

"Ahhh!" Zi Yang let out a painful roar. He struggled desperately, but the golden chains became tighter and tighter, as if they were going to break all his bones!
There was a painful and distorted expression on his face, but in those cold eyes, there flashed a hint of...confusion?
"You... still have his memories... in your body?" Cai Wenshuang's voice trembled. She stared at Zi Yang, her eyes full of disbelief and... a glimmer of hope?
Zi Yang's body was shaking violently. Two completely different souls were tearing at each other madly in his body, causing him unbearable pain.

His face sometimes revealed Zi Yang's coldness and madness, and sometimes flashed with Xi Yu's tenderness and pain.

Two completely different expressions appeared alternately, making his face look particularly weird and hideous.

At this moment, Chisongzi, who had been suppressed by Ximu, suddenly let out a low roar.

His body suddenly swelled, and his original sage-like temperament disappeared, replaced by a kind of heart-pounding madness and brutality.

His originally clear eyes now turned blood red, like two burning blood balls, emitting a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Three thousand years..." Chi Songzi's voice was as hoarse as a broken bellows. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with endless resentment and unwillingness, "We should use... a real container..."

Before he finished speaking, he slammed the whisk in his hand into the core of the earth vein!
"Crack——!"

A crisp cracking sound was heard deep in the core of the earth vein.

Although the sound was not loud, it seemed to have some kind of magic and spread throughout the space in an instant, making everyone feel a little palpitated.

Immediately afterwards, the jade pendant that Xiyu had been wearing on his chest suddenly burst into dazzling light!

Ancient and mysterious lines emerged from the jade pendant. Those lines exuded a powerful pressure, as if they came from ancient times, carrying a suffocating ancient breath.

These patterns actually completely overlap with the scale patterns that appeared on Zhulong's body before!
The divine patterns on the jade pendant and the scales of the Candle Dragon complement each other, emitting bursts of buzzing sounds, as if they were performing some kind of mysterious resonance.

The entire space began to shake violently, as if something terrible was about to break out of the ground.

"This... this is..." Cai Wenshuang widened her eyes. She could feel an unprecedented powerful force surging from the jade pendant and the Zhulong scales.

This force was so strong that it frightened her and even made it difficult for her to breathe.

Xiyu, or Ziyang, also showed a look of shock. He seemed to remember something.
In this chaotic situation, a deep voice suddenly sounded, as if coming from the depths of the underworld, with endless chill: "I found you..."

"Crack!" A crisp shattering sound rang out deep in the core of the earth veins. Although the sound was not loud, it seemed to have some kind of magic. It spread throughout the space in an instant, making everyone feel a palpitation.

Immediately afterwards, the jade pendant that Xiyu had been wearing on his chest suddenly burst into dazzling light!

Ancient and mysterious lines emerged from the jade pendant. Those lines exuded a powerful pressure, as if they came from ancient times, carrying a suffocating ancient breath.

These patterns actually completely overlap with the scale patterns that appeared on Zhulong's body before!
The divine patterns on the jade pendant and the scales of the Candle Dragon complement each other, emitting bursts of buzzing sounds, as if they were performing some kind of mysterious resonance.

The entire space began to shake violently, as if something terrible was about to break out of the ground.

"This... this is..." Cai Wenshuang widened her eyes. She could feel an unprecedented powerful force surging from the jade pendant and the Zhulong scales.

This force was so strong that it frightened her and even made it difficult for her to breathe.

Xi Yu, or rather, Zi Yang, also showed a look of shock.

He seemed to remember something, his brows furrowed.

In this chaotic situation, a deep voice suddenly sounded, as if coming from the underworld, with endless chill: "Found you..." This voice was like ice piercing into the bone marrow, causing everyone present to shiver unconsciously.

A sharp light flashed in Xiyu's eyes. He quickly protected Cai Wenshuang behind him and looked around vigilantly.

However, things didn't end there.

The Yellow Springs Blood River suddenly rolled back, forming a huge whirlpool. The blood-red river water was surging like a boiling pot, hiding endless resentment and evil.

Right in the center of the vortex, a figure slowly emerged. It was a woman in a blood-red dress. The group of blood butterflies around her were like a black vortex, surrounding her.

Women's

"Brother, use my resentment to..." Su Li's voice was low and hoarse, like a call from the depths of hell.

Her group of blood butterflies gathered behind her, forming a huge wing that enveloped Xi Yu.

Those blood butterflies carried a devouring hatred, as if they wanted to devour Xi Yu.

At this moment, Cai Wenshuang felt a warm power surging from her body. It was a strange feeling she had never experienced before.

Her golden blood suddenly resonated with Su Li's group of blood butterflies, forming a golden shield that wrapped her tightly.

"You are actually..." Xi Yu's tone was filled with shock. He realized that Cai Wenshuang was not an ordinary mountain girl. There was some powerful power hidden in her body.

Cai Wenshuang felt Xi Yu's gaze and her heart warmed, but she still frowned and her fingers trembled slightly.

At this moment, a majestic and compassionate voice came from underground: "After three thousand years of reincarnation, it is time to restart with twin bloodlines..." A black shadow emerged from the core of the earth veins. It was the judge of the underworld, Xuanming, who exuded a majestic aura.

The judge's pen in his hand suddenly burst out with dazzling light and pierced directly into the core of the earth vein, as if to eliminate all resentment and evil thoughts in one fell swoop.

"Twin blood..." Cai Wenshuang murmured, countless images emerging in her mind. In those images, she and Xi Yu seemed to have an inextricable connection.

She felt an invisible force tightly connecting her and Xiyu, as if their fate had already been determined. "Don't believe him!" Xiyu suddenly shouted, and he pulled off the jade pendant on his chest without hesitation, looking at Cai Wenshuang with a firm gaze.

He slowly brought the jade pendant close to Cai Wenshuang's heart and whispered, "This is the only way." Cai Wenshuang felt a warm and powerful force coming from the jade pendant. She closed her eyes, her heart filled with trust and courage.

At this moment, Shen Qingwu's figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

The royal jade pendant in her hand suddenly turned into a long sword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Zhulong's eye socket.

Her voice was cold and firm: "The real container is the one between your eyebrows..." Zhulong

Cai Wenshuang touched the blood mark on her wrist with trembling hands, her heart filled with confusion and shock: "So you have been waiting for me to awaken for twenty years?" Her voice trembled a little, but there was a firm light in her eyes.

She knew that all this might not be accidental, and that there was a deeper bond between her and Xiyu.

"Feed Zhulong with resentment..." A low voice suddenly came from Zhulong's body. It was the residual soul of Ximu. She slowly crawled out of Zhulong's body, her eyes locked on Cai Wenshuang, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Xi Yu's" Cai Wenshuang nodded, and the two stood side by side, facing the upcoming unknown challenges.

"Feed Zhulong with resentment, you can reshape the divine body and reverse the world!" The remaining soul of Ximu screamed, and the sound was like a sharp knife scraping across a stone slab, harsh and unpleasant.

Her figure was elusive, like a wisp of black smoke, twisting and circling in the air, emitting a disgusting stench.

That twisted face was filled with madness and obsession, as if it was an evil ghost crawling out of hell, ready to devour all the beauty in the world.

Xi Yu's pupils suddenly shrank, and his originally clear eyes instantly split, half turning into Zi Yang's cold purple-gold color, and the other half turning into Xi Wujiang's deep inky black.

Two completely different auras intertwined and collided in his body, like two turbulent undercurrents, about to create a huge wave.

"Brother, do you finally understand the price? This price was paid by you with your own hands!" Zi Yang's voice was icy cold, like ten thousand years of ice, without a trace of emotion.

Xi Wujiang's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of sarcasm and mockery, as if he was watching a good show.

Cai Wenshuang felt the strong fluctuations emanating from Xi Yu, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously tightened his hand.

She could feel the struggle and pain in his heart, as if he was being torn in two, but she was powerless to stop it.

She wanted to say something, but found her throat dry and couldn't utter a word.

At this moment, the dome of the underground palace suddenly cracked, revealing the brilliant starry sky.

The starlight sprinkled down, illuminating the dark underground palace and Xi Yu's painful face.

An ethereal voice came from the crack, with a hint of immortality: "The real game of killing gods requires the blood of gods as a guide and the power of stars as a sacrifice, only then can the gate of heaven be opened and the universe be reshaped..." This voice came from Chisongzi who had disappeared for a long time.

The jade pendant on Xiyu's chest suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and the ancient and mysterious divine patterns seemed to come alive, wandering on the surface of the jade pendant, and finally completely overlapping with the stars in the sky.

A vast and boundless force surged out from the jade pendant, filling the entire underground palace, as if it was going to swallow up everything.

Cai Wenshuang was shocked by this force and involuntarily took a few steps back.

She felt her body was light, as if she was about to fly.

She looked up at the starry sky, and the stars seemed to be winking at her. An inexplicable sense of familiarity surged into her heart, making her feel dazed.

"Brother, what are you still hesitating about? Use your blood to open the gate of heaven and achieve the supreme godhood!" Zi Yang's voice sounded again, full of bewitchment and temptation.

"Xi Wujiang, are you willing to live under the shadow of others all your life? Only by mastering this power can you control your own destiny!" Xi Wujiang's voice followed, full of ambition and desire.

The two voices appeared alternately, echoing in Xi Yu's mind like the whispers of a devil, constantly eroding his will.

He held his head in pain, his body shaking as if he would collapse at any moment.

Suddenly, he raised his head, slowly raised the jade pendant in his hand, and pointed it at his throat...

"No..." Cai Wenshuang exclaimed, trying to stop him, but it was too late...

The sharp point of the jade pendant did not pierce the throat, but pierced into Xiyu's collarbone. Blood gushed out, dyeing the warm jade red.

"In exchange for my life..." Xi Yu's voice was hoarse, as if it had been rubbed by sandpaper, and every word was filled with tearing pain.

He groaned, and his body swayed as if he would fall down at any moment.

Cai Wenshuang's heart suddenly shrank, and an indescribable fear enveloped her tightly.

She wanted to rush forward, but was restrained by an invisible force. She could only watch the bright red blood, which was like a blooming mandala, enchanting and strange.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The golden bracelets on Cai Wen's wrists suddenly burst out with dazzling light. The light flowed like liquid, spreading along her arms, and finally gathered into a strange rune at her forehead.

At the same time, the blood on her fingertips flew out uncontrollably, drew a golden arc in the air, and landed precisely on the jade pendant on Xiyu's chest.

The jade pendant greedily absorbed the golden blood, making a buzzing sound. The sound became louder and louder, and more and more rapid, as if something was about to break out of its shell.

Then, with the jade pendant as the center, blood-red lines spread out like a spider web, interweaving into a complex rune on Xi Yu's chest, which echoed the rune between Cai Wen's eyebrows and flashed with strange light.

Xi Yu's body was shaking violently, his face was as pale as paper, his lips were bloodless, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, and his whole body was soaked, as if he had been fished out of the water.

He groaned in pain, as if enduring unimaginable torture.

"Brother, you lost in the end!" Zi Yang's voice, with a hint of pride and sarcasm, came out of Xi Yu's mouth.

His eyes also turned into a strange purple, flashing with a heart-pounding light.

Zi Yang took over Xi Yu's body. He slowly stood up and looked at Cai Wenshuang with cold eyes, a cruel smile on his lips.

He drew the long sword from his waist and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Cai Wenshuang. The sword shone coldly and was filled with murderous intent.

"Your blood is the key to open the gate of heaven, and your life is mine!" Zi Yang's voice was like a demon from hell, full of bloodthirsty desire.

He swung his sword violently, and the tip of the sword, with a sharp gust of wind, went straight to Cai Wenshuang's throat.

However, just as the sword was about to touch her hair, it stopped strangely.

A hint of doubt and shock flashed in Zi Yang's eyes.

He looked down at the sword in his hand, then looked at Cai Wenshuang, and muttered to himself: "Her eyes... are the same as yours."

His voice was filled with a hint of confusion, a hint of pain, and a hint of... nostalgia.

At this moment, a giant blood-red dragon rushed out of Xi Yu's body, roaring, and with the momentum of destroying the world, it rushed straight to Cai Wenshuang's heart.

"When the twin bloodlines merged..." a voice full of resentment echoed in the air. It was the residual soul of Xiyu's mother, Zhulong.

At the critical moment, Xi Yu suddenly tore open his clothes, revealing a hideous scar on his chest.

That scar, like an ancient rune, completely overlapped with the pattern of the Tianji Wheel!
"I am the real container!" Xi Yu's voice was weak but firm, with unquestionable power.

Who is he...?
Cai Wenshuang bit his fingertips, and bright red blood gushed out instantly, carrying a hint of the fragrance of a young girl, but also a resolute coldness.

Without hesitation, she pressed her fingertips on Xi Yu's cracked lips. Blood seeped through the cracks of his lips, like a dot of cinnabar, dotting the pale painting. (End of this chapter)