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

"No! You can't do this!" Zi Yang controlled Xi Yu's residual soul and let out a terrified roar.

He tried to stop Cai Wenshuang, but was entangled by the golden chains and could not move at all.

As the golden blood flowed, Cai Wenshuang's body quickly became shriveled, like a dried corpse that had lost all its water.

But her eyes became brighter and brighter, as if burning with the last fire of life.

The golden chains wrapped around Ximu tighter and tighter, pulling her huge body little by little towards the Candle Dragon core in the center of the underground palace.

That core, like a huge black hole, exudes a terrifying aura that devours everything.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart.

A huge crack was torn open in the dome of the underground palace, revealing the deep starry sky outside.

The bright starlight poured down through the cracks and fell into the underground palace, illuminating everything in great detail.

Under the shining starlight, Ximu's originally hideous face began to change rapidly, gradually losing its blood color, revealing the face of a young woman.

It was a beautiful face, with picturesque features and skin whiter than snow. It carried a hint of sadness, yet also revealed an inviolable majesty.

"The real container belongs to you and Xiyu..."

The young face of the opera mother was looming in the starlight. She opened her mouth and seemed to want to say something, but her voice was weak and vague, as if suppressed by some force.

At this critical moment, a dazzling light suddenly flew out from between Cai Wenshuang's eyebrows, like a meteor, with a resolute momentum, and hit the young face of Xi Mu fiercely!
That is... the remaining soul of Cai's father!

"No! You can't..." The young face of the drama mother's voice became distorted.

It's like fingernails scratching on a blackboard, it's creepy.

The remaining soul of Mr. Cai, like a moth to a flame, rushed towards that beautiful face without hesitation.

In an instant, the light was shining everywhere, and the underground palace seemed to be illuminated by a small sun. The dazzling light made it impossible for people to open their eyes.

The light faded, and the young face of the opera mother was like a broken porcelain doll, covered with cracks, and finally disintegrated into tiny starlight and dissipated into nothingness.

Just when everyone thought everything was over, something strange happened!

A skinny hand, holding a whisk, stretched out from the void and pointed directly at Cai Wenshuang's eyebrows.

The hand was as dry as a stick, the skin and flesh were tightly attached to the bones, and the nails were black and sharp, like eagle claws.

The dust from the whisk flickered with a strange light, spitting out its tongue like a poisonous snake.

The owner of the hand was none other than the elusive and unpredictable Chisongzi.

"What the God-killing Bureau needs is not a container, but..." Chi Songzi's voice was hoarse and low, as if it came from the depths of hell, and every word carried a heart-pounding chill.

He didn't finish his words and stopped abruptly, but it made people feel even more terrified, as if something terrible was about to happen.

At this moment, a shrill scream resounded throughout the underground palace.

Countless blood-colored butterflies swarmed from all directions like a violent storm, instantly devouring Ximu's remaining soul.

The blood butterflies fluttered like messengers from hell, circling and dancing in the air, making creepy "hissing" sounds.

"Sister, you stole my life, but used the twin bloodlines to..." Su Li's voice came from the group of blood butterflies, with strong resentment and unwillingness.

Her voice was sometimes sharp, sometimes low, as if it came from the Netherworld, making people shudder.

Xi Yu's remaining soul was quietly suspended in the air, watching all this with a complex and indistinguishable expression in his eyes.

He slowly raised his hand, holding a crystal clear jade pendant.

That jade pendant was the relic left to him by his mother, and it was also the only connection between him and Su Li.

"Use my blood!" Xi Yu's voice was low and firm, with a hint of determination.

He suddenly stabbed the jade pendant into his heart, and blood gushed out like a blooming blood-red lotus, sad, beautiful and heroic.

At this moment, there was another loud noise, and the foundation of the entire imperial city began to shake violently.

The dome of the underground palace collapsed completely, revealing the dark night sky outside.

A huge shadow of a candle dragon rose into the air from deep underground, making a deafening roar.

"The twin bloodlines must merge!" Zhulong's voice was like rolling thunder, resounding through heaven and earth.

Its huge body hovered in the air, covering the sky and the sun, as if it was going to swallow up the entire world.

The shadow of Zhulong turned into a river of blood, instantly flooding the entire underground palace.

Cai Wenshuang only felt a powerful force enveloping her, and her blood was boiling and rushing through her veins.

Golden blood oozed from her pores, emitting a dazzling light.

The golden blood mixed with the blood gushing out of Xiyu, forming a strange blood rune on Xiyu's chest.

The rune, like a living thing, kept wriggling and changing, emitting a heart-pounding aura.

"Brother..." A weak voice came from Xi Yu's body, with a hint of confusion and doubt...

The underground palace was shaking, crying, and collapsing.

Gravel rained down, dust flew everywhere, and the air was filled with suffocating despair.

Xi Yu's remaining soul, like a dying oil lamp, flickers and may disappear between heaven and earth at any time.

At this moment, a sharp and piercing voice, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, drilled into Cai Wenshuang's eardrum: "Brother, do you finally understand the price?"

This voice is so familiar, yet so strange.

It has the tone of Xi Yu, but is full of coldness and sarcasm.

Cai Wenshuang looked up suddenly and saw a strange purple light flashing in the eyes of Xi Yu's remaining soul.

The purple light, like the fire from hell, burned her soul and made her tremble all over.

Zi Yang!

Cai Wenshuang's heart sank suddenly, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

She never expected that Zi Yang's soul would appear at this time and occupy the body of Xi Yu's remaining soul!

"Zi Yang! What on earth do you want to do!" Cai Wenshuang roared, his voice hoarse and with a hint of despair.

The corner of Xiyu's mouth curled up into a sinister smile. That smile was like an evil spirit from hell, which made people shudder.

"What? To take back everything that belongs to me, of course!"

Xi Yu slowly raised his hand, holding the crystal clear jade pendant.

The jade pendant was flashing with a strange purple light, which complemented the light in his eyes and gave off a heart-pounding aura.

"No!" Cai Wenshuang shouted in despair. He wanted to use this jade pendant to completely devour Xi Yu's remaining soul and take away his power!
At the critical moment, Cai Wenshuang bit his fingertips and dripped blood on Xi Yu's lips.

The blood, like a blooming Lycoris radiata, is enchanting and sad, carrying her last hope and determination.

"Then let us destroy this lie together!"

The ground of the underground palace suddenly cracked, revealing a bottomless abyss.

In the abyss, black mist was surging, like evil spirits from hell, baring fangs and claws, and making creepy roars.

At the bottom of the abyss, there lay a huge body.

That body, like a sleeping giant, exudes an ancient and mysterious aura.

That is... Xi Wujiang's true form!
Cai Wenshuang's pupils suddenly contracted, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

She never imagined that Ximu's real container would actually be Xi Wujiang's real body!
At this moment, Chisongzi's whisk suddenly pointed at Cai Wenshuang's eyebrows.

"The real God-killing Bureau..."

Before Chisongzi could finish his words, Xiyu's remaining soul suddenly turned into countless golden spots of light and merged into Cai Wenshuang's heart.

Ancient and mysterious ancient divine patterns suddenly appeared above the imperial city.

The divine pattern shone with golden light, like a talisman from heaven, emitting a suffocating pressure.

“Hahahaha…” The wild laughter of the opera mother came from all directions, like the evil spirits from hell, sharp and piercing, making people shudder.

"You think..." A cold voice came from Cai Wenshuang's mouth, with a hint of teasing and sarcasm.

"Do you think……"

This cold voice, filled with teasing and sarcasm, came out of Cai Wenshuang's mouth, but it was obviously not hers.

That voice, with a hint of determination and madness, was like a demon crawling out from the depths of hell, with contempt for everything in the world. The laughter of Ximu came to an abrupt end, as if her throat was strangled by an invisible hand.

She widened her eyes in horror and stared at Cai Wenshuang, as if he wanted to eat her alive.

"You...you actually..." Xi Mu's voice trembled with a hint of disbelief.

At this tense moment, something strange happened!
The whisk in Chisongzi's hand was originally as white as snow, but at this moment it suddenly shone brightly, like a silver poisonous snake, instantly turning into countless cold chains, which tightly wrapped around Cai Wenshuang at lightning speed.

"The ancient divine pattern requires a blood sacrifice of twin bloodlines!" Chisongzi shouted sternly, his voice cold and ruthless, without a trace of human emotion.

There was a crazy gleam in his eyes, like a madman who would do anything to achieve his goal.

Cai Wenshuang only felt that he was bound by a huge force, and all the bones in his body seemed to be broken by the chain.

She struggled desperately, but couldn't move at all.

The chain seemed to have life, tightening tighter and tighter, almost shattering her into pieces.

"Ugh..." Cai Wenshuang groaned in pain and felt a sense of suffocation.

At this critical moment, a shrill roar suddenly came from deep in Cai Wenshuang's heart.

"Hurry! Bite off my lifeline!" That was the voice of Xi Yu's remaining soul, full of despair and determination.

His voice echoed in Cai Wenshuang's heart like the last cry for help from a drowning man.

Cai Wenshuang only felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if something was about to break out of his body.

She endured the severe pain and tried hard to control her body, but found that she could not move at all.

At the same time, deep in the underground palace, the originally calm pool of blood suddenly began to boil.

Countless blood-colored butterflies flew out from the blood pool, like a blood-colored cloud, covering the sky and the sun.

"Sister, you stole my life, but used the blood of my twin to..." A resentful voice came from the group of blood butterflies, carrying endless resentment and unwillingness.

That was Su Li's voice. Her voice was like a curse from hell, making people shudder.

Those blood butterflies frantically flapped their wings, tearing everything around them.

Under the impact of the blood butterfly, cracks began to appear in the core of the earth veins.

Cai Wenshuang looked at this crazy scene and felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

She knew that she had to do something, otherwise, everything would be irreversible.

She gritted her teeth, and the golden blood in her body surged wildly like a flood breaking through a dam.

The golden blood seemed to have life and quickly condensed into a sharp sword blade.

"So... you have been waiting for this situation!" Cai Wenshuang's voice was cold and resolute.

She used all her strength to stab the golden sword in her hand fiercely into Chisongzi's forehead.

This sword blade embodies all of Cai Wenshuang's strength, carrying her indomitable spirit against fate, her hatred for Chisongzi, and her promise to Xi Yu.

Chisongzi did not seem to expect that Cai Wenshuang still had the strength to resist. A hint of astonishment finally appeared on his originally indifferent face.

"Puff!" A soft sound.

The golden sword blade pierced into Chisongzi's forehead without any hindrance.

"Crack!"

The strange mask on Chisongzi's face shattered into countless pieces, flying everywhere.

Under the mask, a beautiful face was revealed.

That face is exactly the same as the one her mother had when she was young!
"Back then... what you stole from Xi Yu... was the activation key for the God-killing Bureau!" Chi Songzi, or rather, another "Xi Mu", her voice was intermittent, with a hint of disbelief, a hint of relief, and a hint of unwillingness.

This sudden change shocked everyone.

Xi Mu's face turned pale in an instant.

She looked at the face that looked exactly like her own when she was young, and felt a chill running from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

"No... Impossible..." Xi's mother murmured to herself, her voice trembling, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

At this moment, the blood dragon, which was originally controlled by Ximu, suddenly lost control and roared madly.

It opened its bloody mouth and bit the swarm of blood butterflies in the sky.

"Shut up! You should have joined the royal family of the previous dynasty..." Xi Mu screamed, her voice hoarse, full of anger and madness.

She tried to regain control of the blood dragon, but found that she was unable to do so.

The blood dragon bit down, and countless blood butterflies were swallowed by it and turned into blood mist.

However, more blood butterflies emerged from the blood pool and pounced on the blood dragon fearlessly.

The blood dragons and blood butterflies fought each other frantically, and the entire underground palace fell into chaos.

Every roar of the blood dragon caused the entire underground palace to shake violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

Countless cracks appeared on the ground, and those cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was nauseating.

In the chaos and fighting, no one noticed that where the foundation of the imperial city collapsed, a huge bronze door rose silently. The door was carved with ancient and mysterious patterns and emitted a faint cold light. The huge door slowly opened, making a dull friction sound, as if it was a sigh from ancient times.

"Shuang'er..." A faint voice came from the depths of Cai Wenshuang's heart, carrying with it endless attachment and reluctance, and seemingly concealing murderous intent.

Where the foundation of the imperial city collapsed, a huge bronze gate slowly rose, making a teeth-grinding friction sound, like a giant beast waking up after sleeping for a thousand years.

Above the giant gate, ancient patterns flickered eerily in the dim light, and the air was filled with a mixed smell of dust and blood, which was suffocating.

"Shuang'er..." The voice of Xiyu's remaining soul was as weak as a candle in the wind, but it carried an unquestionable determination.

A ray of golden light burst out from Cai Wenshuang's chest and rushed straight into her throat.

"Use my consciousness to lure away the Candle Dragon!"

Cai Wenshuang felt his throat tighten, as if being strangled by an invisible hand, and he had difficulty breathing.

She understood that this was Xi Yu's final arrangement and also his only chance of survival.

She suppressed the feeling of suffocation and watched the golden light penetrate her body.

In an instant, an unfamiliar force rampaged through her body, and severe pain surged like a tide, almost tearing her apart.

But she had no time to feel the pain, because a greater crisis was approaching.

Xi Mu stood in the middle of the pool of blood, her face pale and her eyes filled with fear and despair.

She looked at the huge bronze door that was slowly opening, as if she saw the end of her life coming.

Cai Wenshuang suddenly bit his fingertips, and blood gushed out like plum blossoms.

She pounced on Xi Mu and smeared the blood on her face.

"You are the real container!" she roared, her voice full of hatred and determination, as if she wanted to vent all the pain and anger.

Xi Mu was stunned by the sudden attack. She stared at Cai Wenshuang blankly. The bright red blood was particularly glaring on her pale face, like a mark of hell, foreshadowing her fate.

At this moment, countless blood-colored divine chains suddenly descended from the dome of the underground palace, like bloodthirsty giant pythons, bringing with them a terrifying pressure.

The huge bronze door opened completely, and a figure slowly emerged from behind the door.

He was a tall man wearing ancient sacrificial clothes and a strange mask on his face, which covered his features and revealed only a pair of cold eyes.

In his hand he held a blood-red scepter, on the top of which was inlaid a huge red gem that emitted a heart-pounding light.

“After three thousand years of reincarnation, it’s time to restart with the twin bloodlines…” The man’s voice was low and hoarse, like a devilish sound from hell, with endless majesty and oppression.

However, before he could finish his words, something strange happened!

An afterimage suddenly smashed the blood-colored divine chain, making a deafening sound.

The afterimage was so fast that it was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.

The divine chain shattered, revealing a huge heart at the back. The heart was beating, making a dull drum sound, as if it came from an ancient war drum, striking everyone's soul.

That heart turned out to be Xi Wujiang's real body!
"Wujiang..." Xi Mu's voice trembled, with a hint of disbelief, a hint of sadness, and a hint of... fear.

Suddenly, a young man's face was projected onto Xi Wujiang's heart. That face was...

"Old Cai?!" Cai Wenshuang exclaimed. (End of this chapter)