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

"Then let us destroy this lie together!" Her voice was like a cold current bursting out from a crack in a glacier. It was bone-chillingly cold, yet contained a heat that could burn everything.

The golden blood seemed to have life, flowing down along the corners of Xiyu's lips, complementing the patterns on the jade pendant on his chest.

The jade pendant made a buzzing sound and its light suddenly increased. The originally warm jade now looked like a red-hot iron, emitting a scorching heat wave.

The golden blood, like tiny golden snakes, swam along the patterns on the jade pendant, and eventually intertwined into a huge blood-colored barrier, enveloping Xi Yu and Cai Wenshuang.

Within the barrier, golden light flows and runes flash, as if it is an independent world, isolated from all the noise and disturbance of the outside world.

The ground of the underground palace suddenly shook violently, like a dragon turning over, making a deafening roar.

Huge cracks spread out like a spider web, tearing the entire underground palace into countless pieces.

Thick black fog gushed out from the cracks, carrying a suffocating stench, like a cold wind from hell, sweeping across the entire underground palace.

In the center of the black fog, a huge vortex slowly formed, like a huge mouth of the abyss, swallowing everything around it.

The shadow of Zhulong let out a shrill roar, and under the pull of the whirlpool, it kept twisting and deforming, and was eventually completely swallowed up, disappearing without a trace.

Xi Yu's body, like a deflated ball, collapsed within the blood-colored barrier.

He coughed violently, and black blood gushed out of his mouth. Strange golden runes flashed in the blood, like a curse from the underworld, carrying a chilling breath of death.

"Tell...Tell Wen Shuang..." His voice was as faint as the buzzing of a mosquito, and every word seemed to be spoken with all his strength.

However, before he could finish his words, his body began to gradually dissipate, turning into golden dots of light that floated towards Cai Wenshuang's brows like fireflies.

Cai Wenshuang stood there blankly, allowing the golden light to blend into her brows. Her eyes were filled with confusion and helplessness, like a child who had lost his way and didn't know where to go.

At the same time, deep in the foundation of the imperial city, in a long-sealed secret room, the face of a young woman slowly emerged.

She had eyebrows and eyes very similar to Xi Yu's, but her eyes were colder, more sinister, and had a hint of creepy weirdness that made people feel creepy.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a heart-pounding arc.

"My child... you are finally back..." Her voice, like a whisper from the Netherworld, carried with it endless malice and madness, echoing in the empty secret room.

"Who... are you?" A childish voice came from Cai Wenshuang's mouth, carrying a hint of doubt, a hint of fear, and a hint of... curiosity.

“Now, the true container is finally complete.”

The voice was cold and teasing, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, or like ice exploding, and it exploded directly in the depths of Cai Wenshuang's mind!

Not Xi Yu!

This voice... this voice belongs to Xiyu's mother!

The legendary master of Tianji Pavilion who had died long ago!

Cai Wenshuang suddenly opened his eyes wide, bloodshot eyes seemed to be dripping out.

She clutched her throat tightly, her nails digging deeply into her flesh. Blood instantly gushed out, staining her fair neck red.

This sudden change almost suffocated her, but what made her even more suffocated was that the golden light that flowed into her brows actually condensed into chains as thin as hair!
The chains shone with golden light, carrying an ancient and mysterious aura, as if they came from ancient times, exuding a heart-pounding sense of oppression.

They seemed to have life, entwining around them rapidly, and their target was, surprisingly, Xi Yu's ghostly shadow that was about to dissipate!
"No!!" Cai Wenshuang roared, his voice hoarse and broken, like a wounded beast.

She struggled desperately, trying to stop the golden chains, but the chains seemed to ignore her struggles, becoming tighter and tighter, firmly imprisoning Xi Yu's remaining soul.

She could clearly feel the trembling of Xi Yu's remaining soul. It was a fear and despair that penetrated deep into her bones. She was like a moth trapped in a spider web, struggling in vain but unable to escape the shackles of fate.

"You...what did you do to him?!" Cai Wenshuang stared at the center of his brows, as if he wanted to see through that layer of skin and see the secret hidden within.

Her voice trembled with anger and fear, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.

"What? Haha..." Ximu's cold laughter once again echoed in Cai Wenshuang's mind, with a hint of pride and cruelty, "Of course, we should return the property to its original owner and let him return to where he belongs."

"You're talking bullshit!" Cai Wenshuang roared, almost biting his silver teeth to pieces.

The blood in her body seemed to be boiling, surging wildly, and gathering into golden liquid along her fingertips.

These golden liquids, carrying her anger, her unwillingness, and her determination, turned into sharp arrows and shot at the golden chains that imprisoned Xi Yu's remaining soul.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
A twisted figure suddenly emerged from Xi Yu’s residual soul that was tightly wrapped in golden chains!

The figure was ethereal, yet it exuded a heart-wrenching resentment and madness.

"Do you think he is dead? He is just..." The figure made a sharp and piercing sound, like the cry of a night owl, or the roar of a ghost.

It was Ziyang! Xiyu's twin brother, the soul devoured by hatred and madness!

Cai Wenshuang's pupils suddenly contracted, and she could hardly believe her eyes.

She never imagined that Zi Yang's soul had been hidden in Xi Yu's residual soul!
"What you stole twenty years ago was Xi Yu's consciousness!"

Cai Wenshuang's voice was cold and resolute, with an unquestionable firmness.

The golden blood in her body seemed to sense her anger and instantly burst out with a powerful force.

These golden bloods turned into countless sharp nails, nailing Zi Yang's soul to the ground with lightning speed!
Zi Yang's soul let out a shrill scream. He struggled desperately but could not break free from the golden nails.

His body began to twist and deform, as if it would collapse at any moment.

At this moment, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the ground of the underground palace. The crack was deep and dark, like the entrance to hell.

A crystal clear jade pendant slowly rose from the crack.

On the jade pendant, light flowed and the face of a young woman emerged.

The woman had picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and was extremely beautiful, but she also had a coldness and cruelty that could not be ignored.

That was the face of the drama mother when she was young!

"The twin bloodlines must use their resentment to feed Zhulong!" Ximu's voice came from the jade pendant, cold and majestic, with an irresistible sense of oppression.

"Then use my hatred!" Cai Wenshuang bit her fingertips fiercely, and blood gushed out. She did not hesitate to throw her blood towards the jade pendant!

The blood, like a flash of red lightning, cut through the darkness and landed precisely on the jade pendant.

The jade pendant emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire underground palace.

In the light, the young face of the opera mother gradually distorted and became hideous and terrifying.

"No! You can't do this..." Xi Mu's voice was filled with a hint of fear and despair.

"Are you afraid?" Cai Wen curled his lips and sneered, his blood-red eyes burning with crazy flames.

"Are you afraid?" Cai Wen curled his lips and sneered, his blood-red eyes burning with crazy flames, like two burning blood-red lotuses, enchanting and dangerous.

At this moment, the shadow of Zhulong, which was originally floating quietly in the air, suddenly trembled violently!

The huge body seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, emitting low roars, shaking the entire underground palace and causing rubble to fall to the ground.

"Roar--!"

A deafening dragon roar erupted from the mouth of the Zhulong phantom, turning into a tangible sound wave that swept around.

Then, the huge shadow began to twist and shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was squeezed into a ball by an invisible giant hand.

"no no!!"

In the jade pendant, Ximu's young face was completely twisted into a ball, and the sharp roar seemed to come from the depths of hell, full of unwillingness and fear. In this chaotic moment, a figure suddenly flashed out from the shadow of the candle dragon!

The figure was slender and graceful, wearing a plain white long skirt, with waterfall-like black hair draped behind her, dancing lightly in the wind.

She turned around slowly, revealing a beautiful face.

That face...

Cai Wenshuang's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip!

She stared at the face and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

That face was exactly the same as the one she remembered of her father Cai when he was young!
No, not similar, exactly the same!

The same eyebrows, the same outline, the same expression...even the tiny teardrop mole at the corner of the eye is exactly the same!

"You...you..." Cai Wenshuang's voice was hoarse and trembling. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat, carrying with it uncontrollable shock and disbelief.

“Are you surprised?” Xi’s mother—no, it should be said that Xi’s mother, who has the appearance of Cai’s father when he was young, spoke slowly, her voice soft but with a chilling chill, “Wenshuang, why do you think your father was willing to carve himself into the Heavenly Secret Wheel? He did it for more than just to resurrect your mother…”

A strange smile appeared on Xi's mother's lips. That smile was completely different from Cai's father's usual honest and simple smile. It was full of conspiracy and calculation.

At this moment, the golden blood in Cai Wenshuang's body suddenly seemed to be stimulated by something and began to surge wildly!

They were no longer docile liquids, but turned into golden chains, sweeping towards the Mother of Drama with endless anger and determination!

"I'll use my life to exchange for the truth about him!" Cai Wenshuang roared, his voice hoarse and resolute, with a madness that wanted to destroy himself and his family.

Her body began to tremble violently, and golden blood gushed out from her seven orifices, dyeing her clothes and the entire underground palace red.

“Wenshuang!”

At this moment, Xi Yu's soul shadow, which was about to dissipate, suddenly turned into a ball of black mist and instantly wrapped around Cai Wenshuang's heart!
"Don't believe it! The real container is..." Xi Yu's voice was anxious and weak, with a deep fear.

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sharp roar!

"Pfft!"

A blood-red claw pierced out from behind Cai Wenshuang without any warning!

The claw, sharp as a knife and carrying a strong smell of blood, directly penetrated Cai Wenshuang's body and grasped her heart firmly in its hand!
Blood gushed out instantly, staining Cai Wenshuang's back and the blood-red claw red.

At the same time, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the dome of the underground palace!

A golden light shone through the gap, illuminating the entire underground palace.

In the light, a huge marriage certificate slowly fell from the crack.

The marriage certificate was simple and solemn, filled with densely written words, recording a long-forgotten past.

At the end of the marriage certificate, two big characters were written:

"Playing mother"!
The handwriting of the signature is as sharp as a dragon and as powerful as iron. It exudes a sense of fierceness and dominance, yet also carries a bit of feminine weirdness.

"Did you see it? This is what I left behind..." Xi's mother, who had the appearance of Cai's father when he was young, spoke slowly, her voice soft and cold.

"Puchi!" The blood-red claws, with a disgusting stench, pierced through Cai Wenshuang's back as easily as tearing a piece of thin paper.

The severe pain came like a tide, Cai Wen's eyes went dark, and a fishy-sweet taste surged in his throat.

She could feel her heart being clenched tightly, and her vitality slipping through her fingers like sand.

At this critical moment, a cold voice cut through the stagnant air: "The twin bloodlines must be purified with royal blood!"

A cold light flashed, and Cai Wenshuang felt a burning pain coming from the wound. Then, a warm current surged through his body, like a ray of sunshine in winter, dispelling the coldness of death.

She turned her head with difficulty and saw Shen Qingwu's stern face. He was holding a crystal clear jade pendant in his hand, and the tip of the jade pendant was inserted into her wound.

The jade pendant emitted a soft white light, forming a sharp contrast with the blood-red claws.

The white light gradually spread, swallowing up the blood bit by bit.

Cai Wenshuang coughed up a mouthful of blood, which actually had traces of golden lines in it, flashing a strange light in the dim underground palace.

"So you have been..." Cai Wenshuang used all his strength, but could only utter a few intermittent words, and his eyes fell into darkness again.

Suddenly, there was a clanging sound of metal colliding in the underground palace, accompanied by a sharp friction sound that made people's teeth ache.

The bronze puppets controlled by Bai Li were originally guarding Xi Mu like loyal guards, but at this moment they all turned around, with a faint blue light flashing in their eyes. The blue light gradually changed, and finally the face of Cai's father when he was young emerged.

"The one you stole twenty years ago was the last emperor of the previous dynasty..." The puppets' voices were hoarse and hollow, like souls from hell, echoing in the underground palace with endless resentment and anger.

Xi Mu's eyes widened in disbelief, the pride and control in her eyes collapsed in an instant, replaced by fear and panic.

She wanted to retract her blood claws, but found that her strength seemed to have been drained away and she was unable to move at all.

At this moment, Xi Yu's weak soul suddenly emerged from a puppet. He stretched out his hand towards Cai Wenshuang as if grabbing a life-saving straw and shouted hoarsely: "Use my blood!" His voice was full of despair and unwillingness, but also with a hint of determination.

On the other side of the underground palace, Xuan Ming held the Judge's Pen in his hand, with the tip of the pen flashing with a faint blue light. His eyes were determined, and he inserted the Judge's Pen into the core of the earth vein without hesitation.

"After three thousand years of reincarnation, it's time to restart with the twin bloodlines..." His voice was low and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty, as if announcing the final judgment of fate.

Xi Mu let out a shrill scream, and her body quickly changed into a huge blood dragon, which wrapped around Cai Wenshuang's neck and almost strangled her.

"Your father chose me!" The blood dragon's voice was sharp and piercing, full of unwillingness and resentment, echoing in the underground palace for a long time.

Cai Wenshuang felt difficulty breathing, her vision was blurred, and her consciousness gradually faded... She seemed to see a blurry figure running towards her. Who was that figure?
Is it the father?

still is……

"No..." Cai Wenshuang used up his last bit of strength and made a weak sound, which was quickly drowned out by the blood dragon's roar.

"The God-killing Bureau needs the resentment of twin bloodlines killing each other!"

The voice was deep and hoarse, with a texture like metallic friction. It was definitely not Xi Yu!
Cai Wenshuang opened his eyes suddenly, only to see that the originally weak remaining soul of Xi Yu was standing up strangely at this moment, with a frightening black aura surrounding him.

On that familiar face, the features were distorted and the eyes were empty, as if something had forcibly occupied the body.

"Zi Yang..." Cai Wenshuang murmured in disbelief. She had seen this aura in her dreams before. It belonged to Master Zi Yang!

This sinister and cunning guy actually left a backup plan in Xi Yu's remaining soul!
Zi Yang controlled Xi Yu's residual soul and approached Cai Wenshuang step by step. He stretched out his dry hand, his nails were as sharp as knives, flashing a cold light: "Little girl, do you think you can escape the arrangement of fate? Twin bloodlines are destined to kill each other, this is the way of heaven!"

His voice, as if coming from the depths of hell, carried with it endless hatred and madness, echoing in the empty underground palace and causing Cai Wen's eardrums to ache.

She could feel that the golden blood in her body began to become restless under the pressure of Zi Yang's evil aura, as if it was about to break out of her body.

"No..." Cai Wenshuang gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist this force.

She cannot give in, she still has a father, friends, and an unfinished mission!
She raised her head with difficulty and looked at Xi Mu who was tightly entangled by the blood dragon.

At this moment, Ximu's body had expanded to the extreme, and the blood-red scales were flashing with a strange light, as if it would explode at any time.

"Then exchange my life for the truth!" Cai Wenshuang suddenly roared, his voice full of determination and madness.

Before she finished her words, the golden blood in her body gushed out like a flood, instantly transforming into countless golden chains, which whizzed towards Ximu with dazzling light.

The golden light intertwined with the blood dragon's blood-red light, making a harsh friction sound, as if two equally powerful forces were tearing and colliding frantically. (End of this chapter)