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

“What you engraved into the Tianji Wheel twenty years ago was…” The young face projected on Xi Wujiang’s heart moved its lips as if to reveal a shocking secret, but then stopped abruptly, as if its throat was forcibly strangled by an invisible force.

This sudden scene stunned everyone present!

Cai Wenshuang stared at the familiar yet strange face, her mind was blank. She could never have imagined that the father she missed day and night would appear in front of her in this way, and on... Xi Wujiang's heart? !
Xi Mu's face turned pale instantly, and her body began to tremble violently, as if she had seen something extremely terrifying. She staggered back a few steps, muttering to herself: "Impossible... This is impossible..."

At this critical moment, a cold light flashed!
"Pfft!"

A warm jade pendant, with decisive force, pierced into Cai Wenshuang's back!
The jade pendant was engraved with lifelike dragon patterns, emitting a faint golden light. This light, intertwined with the blood flowing in Cai Wenshuang's body, instantly burst into a dazzling light!

"Ugh..." Cai Wenshuang groaned, feeling a sharp pain coming from his back and instantly spreading to his whole body.

She turned her head in disbelief and saw Shen Qingwu's cold and indifferent face.

"Use the royal bloodline to cut off the secrets of heaven!" Shen Qingwu's voice was cold and resolute, as if it came from the verdict of the Nine Nether Hell.

"You...you..." Cai Wenshuang wanted to question, but he felt like something was blocking his throat and he couldn't utter a word.

She could feel that her vitality was rapidly dissipating as her blood flowed away.

Shen Qingwu's
At the same time, something strange happened again!
The group of bronze puppets that were originally controlled by Bai Li to protect Xi Wujiang's heart suddenly seemed to lose control, changed direction, and rushed towards Xi Wujiang's heart frantically!
"Crack! Click!"

The bronze puppet's hard body hit Xi Wujiang's heart, making a teeth-grinding sound.

Those puppets were like mad beasts, their sharp claws and pointed weapons mercilessly tearing at the flesh and blood on the heart.

"What the God-killing Bureau needs is not a container, but..." Bai Li's voice came from the mouth of a bronze puppet, cold and mechanical, with a hint of madness.

Her eyes were empty and confused, as if she had lost her independent consciousness and was completely controlled by some force.

"Bai Li! Are you crazy! What are you doing?!" Xi Mu screamed miserably. She wanted to stop Bai Li, but was restrained in place by an invisible force and could not move.

Xi Wujiang's heart was beating violently under the crazy attack of the bronze puppet, as if he was making his last struggle.

The flesh on its surface was torn apart, revealing the pulsating blood vessels and tissues inside. Blood gushed out, dyeing the entire space red.

At this critical moment, a faint soul suddenly emerged from the eyes of a bronze puppet!

The soul was incomplete and extremely weak, but it exuded a familiar breath.

"It's Xi Yu!" Cai Wenshuang's eyes lit up instantly, and she recognized that it was the residual soul of Xi Yu!
"Use my soul!" Xi Yu's residual soul made a weak voice, but his tone was extremely firm.

He seemed to have made up his mind to stop this catastrophe at all costs.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Ming, who had been silent all the time, suddenly raised the judge's pen in his hand. The tip of the pen flashed with a dark light and pierced into the core of the earth vein fiercely!
"Boom!"

The entire space began to shake violently, as if something was about to break out from deep underground.

Cracks spread across the earth veins, emitting suffocating energy fluctuations.

"The twin bloodlines must be integrated before..." Xuan Ming's voice was low and majestic, with a hint of an unquestionable command.

His body was enveloped by the energy surging from the earth veins, as if it had merged into one with the entire space.

However, before Xuan Ming could finish his words, another surprising change occurred!
Xi Mu's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and her hands turned into sharp blood claws, which pierced Cai Wenshuang's heart with lightning speed!

Blood gushed out, staining Cai Wenshuang's clothes red.

She stared at the mother with eyes wide open in disbelief.

"You...why..." Cai Wenshuang's voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

A strange smile appeared on Xi Mu's face, and her voice was hoarse and crazy: "Your father chose me!"

She suddenly pulled her hand out of Cai Wenshuang's chest, bringing out a stream of blood.

Cai Wenshuang's body fell backwards weakly.

She stared at Xi Mu intently, the light in her eyes gradually extinguished. There seemed to be a hint of unspoken words at the corner of her mouth. The resentment and doubt gradually dissipated as her body fell, until her sight fixed on Xi Mu's weird smile.

A crazy and twisted smile appeared on Xi Mu's blood-stained face. She slowly raised her head, looked up at the sky, and said in an almost insane voice: "Now, everything is over..."

Suddenly, Ximu's voice stopped abruptly, as if something was stuck in her throat.

Her eyes suddenly widened and a look of horror appeared on her face.

Because she saw a blood-red butterfly fly out from Cai Wenshuang's body. The butterfly slowly flew towards.
There were not just one blood-red butterflies, but hundreds and thousands of them, like a surging wave of blood, surging out from Cai Wenshuang's gradually cooling body.

They flapped their wings as thin as cicada wings and pounced towards Xi Wujiang's beating heart with a shrill scream.

The heart, which was originally lively and strong, now seemed to have been drained of its vitality, beating slower and weaker.

“Sister, you stole my life, but used my twin blood to…” An ethereal voice, as if coming from the netherworld of hell, echoed among the group of blood butterflies.

This voice, filled with endless resentment and unwillingness, is creepy.

The swarm of blood butterflies were like maggots on the tarsal bones, densely covering Xi Wujiang's heart, gnawing and devouring it madly.

The heart, which originally emitted a golden light, was now dyed scarlet, like a rotten fruit, emitting a disgusting stench.

At the same time, the golden blood flowing from Cai Wenshuang's body did not dissipate with her death. Instead, it condensed into golden chains in the air as if it had been summoned by something.

These chains, as if they had life, flew towards Ximu and wrapped around her tightly.

"Then I will exchange my soul for the truth!" Cai Wenshuang's voice seemed to come from the sky, with a hint of determination and tragedy.

Although her figure had disappeared, her voice was like a thunder, echoing throughout the underground palace.

The golden chain dragged Ximu and flew towards the direction where Chisongzi was.

Ximu struggled desperately but could not break free from the chains.

Her face was filled with fear and despair, and her eyes revealed endless regret.

At this moment, the ground of the underground palace suddenly cracked, revealing a stone tablet.

The stone tablet is engraved with dense words, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a marriage certificate, with the names of Cai's father and Xi's mother clearly written on it.

When Chi Songzi saw the stone tablet, his face turned pale instantly and his body began to tremble violently, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

He opened his mouth and tried to say something, but only a scream came out.

“The real God-killing game is…” Before Chi Songzi could finish his words, his body suddenly exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist, filling the entire underground palace.

The blood mist dissipated, and an illusory figure appeared next to Cai Wenshuang's body.

That figure was Xi Yu's remaining soul.

There was a strange smile on his face and a frightening light flashing in his eyes.

He slowly stretched out his hand, which turned into a ball of black mist and wrapped around Cai Wenshuang's throat.

"Don't believe it..." The voice of Xi Yu's remaining soul, like a whisper from hell, echoed in the underground palace with a hint of coldness and warning.

"Don't believe it! The real container is..." The voice of Xi Yu's remnant soul was as hoarse as a broken bellows, and the black mist was like a greedy tentacle, tightly wrapping around Cai Wenshuang's slender throat.

The black fog was icy cold and brought a suffocating feeling of oppression, as if it was going to swallow her whole.

Cai Wenshuang's face was as pale as paper, his lips trembled slightly, but he stubbornly refused to utter a word to beg for mercy.

She could feel the shadow of death looming over her, the cold fear climbing up her spine to the top of her head.

But the light in her eyes grew brighter, like a flame that was about to burn out, emitting its last rays of light.

"Then let me be the last piece of the puzzle!" Cai Wenshuang raised her hand suddenly, her slender fingers were as hard as steel, and she pinched her forehead fiercely. The fingertips felt like bones were breaking, and the intense pain made her eyes go dark, and she almost fainted.

But she gritted her teeth and endured the severe pain. A strange smile bloomed on her pale face, like a blooming mandala, beautiful but deadly.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, a tiny crack appeared between Cai Wenshuang's eyebrows, and golden blood gushed out like magma, drawing a dazzling arc in the air.

At the same time, the black mist of Xi Yu's remaining soul began to roll violently, and black blood dripped like ink, intertwining with the golden blood, forming a strange picture.

Golden and black blood intertwined above the imperial city, like two giant dragons entangled with each other, making a deafening roar.

The blood gradually spread, forming a huge rune in the air, flashing a strange light.

The runes were ancient and mysterious, carrying a heart-pounding aura, as if they came from ancient gods, telling a forgotten history.

"The twin bloodlines must merge!" A deep voice echoed in the air, carrying with it endless majesty and oppression, as if it was a judgment from heaven.

At this moment, Xi Yu's remaining soul suddenly trembled violently, and the black mist rolled like boiling water, making a shrill scream.

Zi Yang's soul broke out from Xi Yu's remaining soul like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon and took over his body.

"Brother, do you finally understand the price?" Zi Yang's voice was full of sarcasm and complacency. There was a strange smile on his face, like a poisonous snake that had been dormant for a long time and finally showed its fangs.

Cai Wenshuang's body was crumbling, but she still held on to her last breath, bit her fingertips, and dripped blood onto Xi Yu's lips.

The golden blood flowed down Xi Yu's lips like a burning flame and seeped into his body.

"Then let us destroy this lie together!" Cai Wenshuang's voice was weak but firm, with a hint of determination and madness, as determined as a moth to a flame.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
The mother of drama, who was originally bound by chains, suddenly let out a shrill roar. Her body swelled violently and turned into a huge blood dragon, rising into the sky.

Blood Dragon's Double

"No! The God-killing Bureau has not been completed yet..." The blood dragon suddenly opened its bloody mouth and let out an earth-shaking roar. The huge dragon claws fiercely tore the blood-colored runes in the air, as easily as tearing a piece of thin paper.

The blood-colored rune fragments fell like broken butterflies, disappearing into the night sky with a trace of sadness and despair... Ximu turned into a blood dragon, staring at the remaining soul of Xiyu occupied by Ziyang with her scarlet eyes, and slowly raised her huge dragon claws...

The dome of the underground palace exploded with a loud bang, and rubble poured down like a rainstorm.

Amidst the dust, a huge golden disc slowly emerged, engraved with intricate and ancient runes, exuding a heart-pounding sacred aura.

This is the core of the ancient divine pattern, which is said to be the key to the fusion of twin bloodlines.

The air around the core twisted and deformed, as if being torn by an invisible force, emitting bursts of low humming sounds.

"The fusion of twin bloodlines requires..." An ancient and majestic voice came from the depths of the core of the divine pattern, with a hint of vicissitudes and helplessness, but it stopped abruptly, as if it was interrupted by a powerful force.

At this moment, Cai Wenshuang suddenly raised her head, her eyes flashing with determination, like a star that was about to burn out.

Without hesitation, she grabbed the beating heart of Xi Yu's remaining soul and pressed it hard into her own chest.

A piercing pain instantly spread throughout her body, but she didn't even frown. Instead, she showed a strange smile.

"I will use my life to exchange for the end of reincarnation!" Cai Wenshuang's voice was hoarse and firm, with a hint of madness and relief, as if he wanted to pour out all the pain and despair.

Golden blood gushed out from Cai Wenshuang's chest, blending with the black blood flowing in Xi Yu's residual soul's heart, and a strange blood lotus bloomed on the core of the divine pattern.

The lotus quickly expanded, emitting dazzling light, illuminating the entire underground palace like daylight.

"boom!"

A deafening explosion sounded, and the core of the divine pattern trembled violently, making a sharp buzzing sound.

A powerful energy wave swept over, destroying everything around it.

The walls of the underground palace collapsed, the ground cracked, and the entire space seemed to be collapsing.

The screams of Ximu and the sighs of Chisongzi sounded at the same time, interweaving together to form a sad and desperate elegy.

The blood dragon transformed by Xi Mu rolled in pain in the air, uttering sharp wails, as if wailing for its impending fate.

Chisongzi's sigh was full of helplessness and compassion, as if he was sighing for all the helplessness in this world.

In the ruins of the imperial city, Xi Yu’s remaining soul turned into countless points of light, slowly floating towards Cai Wenshuang’s heart.

Cai Wenshuang's body gradually became transparent, as if it would disappear at any time.

There was a peaceful smile on her face, as if she had completed her mission and could leave with peace of mind.

At this moment, Xi Wujiang's heart, the heart that should have stopped beating, suddenly opened its eyes in the blood mist.

Those eyes were as black as ink, deep and cold, as if containing endless darkness and evil.

He slowly raised his head, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a hoarse voice: "The game... has just begun..."

"Brother, your sacrifice... is ridiculous."

Xi Wujiang's voice sounded like an evil ghost crawling out of the Netherworld. Every word was pierced with icy particles that made people tremble.

The heart that should have been dead suddenly seemed to come alive and opened its eyes!
Those eyes were as dark as two bottomless pits, seeming to absorb all the light in the world.

This sudden change caught everyone off guard.

The black fog that had originally dissipated gathered together madly as if it was summoned by some mysterious force.

In the blink of an eye, the black fog condensed into a vague human figure, like a hungry beast, and pounced on the light spots that were transformed from Xi Yu's residual soul and were floating towards Cai Wenshuang!

"Do not--!"

The shrill roar seemed to tear the world apart.

But it was all too late. Wherever the black fog passed, spots of light were annihilated, like fireflies blown away by strong winds, disappearing into nothingness.

Xi Wujiang, the black hand who had been hiding behind the scenes from the very beginning, finally revealed his hideous face.

He wanted to devour Xi Yu's remaining soul and completely cut off Xi Yu's hope of resurrection!
In the ruins of the imperial city, Cai Wenshuang's body had become almost transparent, as if it would disappear with the wind at any time.

But at the moment when Xi Wujiang devoured Xi Yu's remaining soul, she suddenly spat out a large mouthful of black blood!

"puff--!"

The black blood spilled on the broken bricks and stones, making a "hissing" sound, as if it had a strong corrosive effect.

What was strange was that there was actually a smile on Cai Wenshuang's face, and that smile contained both relief and madness.

"The last gift he left for me..."

Cai Wenshuang's voice was hoarse as if it had been polished by sandpaper, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

Her eyes were empty and confused, as if they had lost focus.

"Girl! Girl, what's wrong with you!"

Just then, an anxious voice broke the weird atmosphere.

Lao Cai, a simple mountain man, stumbled into the ruins carrying a basket full of herbs.

He ran all the way, his face covered with sweat and dirt, and his clothes were torn by thorns in several places, but he didn't care at all, and only had his daughter in his eyes.

When he saw Cai Wenshuang spitting out black blood and staggering, his heart instantly rose to his throat.

He threw down the medicine basket, rushed to Cai Wenshuang, and tried to support her with trembling hands.

"Girl, you...your eyes...!" (End of this chapter)