After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

"The Imperial Prince will issue an edict to erase names within three days."

"The Imperial Prince will issue a decree to erase names in seven days."

"The imperial prince made no preparations to erase his name."

The three sentences were delivered by the same voice and the same soul power.

The divine messenger could not determine which sentence the outside world heard; it could only receive three kinds of information stimuli at the same time.

His expression remained unchanged, but the soul fire in his chest contracted inward as the second sentence was uttered.

At the same time, a faint red light appeared on the execution order.

Qin San wrote down the first item on the jade slip.

Seven days.

The divine messenger, realizing the effect of the Soul Fire Mirror, extinguished the outer soul flames, leaving only the core fire.

The next round of true/false questions from Huanyin will immediately change the target.

"The 'Name Erasure Order' will use the unified military register as its coordinate."

"The Name Erasure Order will use the Nine Nether Well as its coordinates."

"There is another causal anchor in the Sixth Heaven."

This time, the divine messenger's soul fire did not fluctuate significantly.

Bloodlust noticed that his right index finger slightly bent as he finished speaking the third sentence.

That hand had worn a white bone glove, and its finger bones held the instinctive reaction of carrying out the Emperor's orders.

She used the tip of her spear to pry open the envoy's sleeve: "You're very good at pretending, but it's a pity that this hand of yours has given too many orders on behalf of the emperor."

When it heard the anchor of cause and effect, it was already ready to form the hand seal.

The divine messenger's fingers were locked by blood and qi.

Zhou Ran instructed Ming Cang to project the Unified Army Register into the black coffin.

The map of the four regions unfolds on top of the coffin, with each city, demon vein, and spatial node divided into an independent area.

"Is the purpose of the causal anchor to locate the Demon Realm, or to locate Earth?"

Huan Yin broke down the two questions into dozens of true and false soul sounds, and mixed in false targets such as White Tower Island, Jiangcheng, and Nine Nether Well.

The core soul fire of the divine messenger remained stable, but the execution order on his chest shifted half an inch toward the crack in Zhou Ran's primordial spirit when the words "Blue Star" appeared.

The answer is clear enough.

Hidden within the Sixth Heaven is a causal anchor capable of locating the Blue Star.

Seven days later, the Emperor's son will issue the name erasure order, which will not only erase the military records of the four regions, but also prepare to use the causal anchor to re-lock onto Blue Star.

Xiao Rou stood guard outside the coffin, sensing this information through the Gu worms, and her face gradually turned pale.

She once thought that if Zhou Ran erased the coordinates of Jiangcheng, the mortal realm would be temporarily safe.

It now appears that the imperial prince laid another path to the demon realm 30,000 years ago.

Who placed the causal anchor?

After writing down this question, Qin San looked at Zhou Ran:

"If all the names are listed directly, the messenger can deliberately react to the wrong options."

We need to narrow down the scope first.

After a moment of silence, Jiuyou sent the records of the Jiuyou Well's array adjustments over the past 30,000 years into the military register.

Only seventeen people were able to access the core array patterns at the bottom of the well. Twelve have already perished, and of the remaining five, Jiuyou, Huanyin, and Shixue are among them. The other two are the old woman from Wuxiang Pavilion and the Grand Duke of Chilin.

Zhou Ran suddenly closed the military register.

"There's no need to investigate further."

Bloodlust turned to the throne projection: "The divine messenger has not yet given a clear response. Excluding anyone now could be exactly what he is trying to mislead."

Zhou Ran looked at the divine messenger nailed into the coffin:

"If Huan Yin had already pledged allegiance to the Emperor's son, she could have directly amplified the hidden nails when she entered my sea of ​​consciousness, without needing to fill the cracks in my primordial spirit."

"Having mastered the Blood Sea Ancestral Pool, if he truly wanted to open the gate, he wouldn't need to hand over the Domain Lord's Seal and then take the third cup of wine."

His gaze finally landed on Jiuyou.

Jiuyou did not evade the question: "Since the divine messenger descended from the Jiuyou Well, I am indeed the most suspicious."

"I also brought the black coffin. If you believe this is a pre-arranged trap, you can now withdraw the Nine Nether Domain Seal."

"If you were a traitor, you wouldn't have used your natal black coffin to block the well opening."

The divine messenger used the split mountain to shift coordinates; you didn't need to come to the Demon Palace with five claw marks as a warning.

Zhou Ran reopened the array diagram, his fingertip pausing on a name that had been overlooked.

Grand Duke of Red Scales.

"All three empresses have personally examined me."

Regardless of their initial intentions, the Emperor's Dark Nails have the opportunity to eliminate them directly.

A true traitor will not risk their life to repeatedly test the rules.

Zhou Ran retrieved nearly a thousand years of maintenance records for the Nine Nether Well.

Each time the Nine Netherworlds fall into slumber, the person responsible for replacing the space array stones at the bottom of the well is Chi Lin.

"The causal anchor needs to avoid the Nine Netherworld's perception and also needs to master the complete array diagram. The only person left who can maintain long-term contact with the bottom of the well without arousing the suspicion of the Nine Netherworld's guards is him."

The core soul fire of the divine messenger suddenly shrank to a single point.

The bronze mirror in Qin San's hand emitted a piercing sound.

This was the strongest reaction the messenger of God had given since the interrogation began.

Huan Yin raised her hand and created two opposing soul sounds.

"Red Scale has betrayed the Emperor's son."

"The Crimson Scales are still serving the Imperial Prince."

As the second soul sound fell, one of the twelve imperial bone tokens on the envoy's chest lit up with crimson scales.

The evidence is closed.

Jiuyou stared at the token, a drop of dark blood seeping from the black lines between his brows.

She reached out and pulled the token from the messenger's breastbone.

My hands trembled violently for the first time.

Even his finger bones were trembling.

"I picked up the Crimson Scale from the Nine Nether Well."

Jiuyou's voice was very soft, yet it stopped the flow of death energy within the black coffin.

"He was barely alive at the time, and he couldn't even remember his own name."

She gripped the token tightly, and deathly energy seeped from between her fingers.

"I taught him the Netherworld Techniques and gave him the Nine Netherworld Twelve Formations. Three thousand years ago, when I entered my eternal slumber, it was he who personally sealed the well."

The divine messenger was unable to speak, but the mockery in his eyes did not disappear.

Outside the black coffin, the Unified Army Register suddenly unfolded on its own.

A crimson light curtain appeared simultaneously above the nine cities of the Nine Netherworld Domain, and then spread to the Blood Sea, the Formless Domain, and the Devouring Heaven Demon Palace.

A full-area projection forcibly covered the military registers of the four domains.

Grand Duke Crimson Scales stood on the seventh-level platform of the Nine Nether Well, his crimson robe now transformed into the black robes of an imperial prince. Kneeling at his feet were thousands of Netherworld Guards and citizens of Nine Nether City, each with a black-gold bone needle embedded between their brows.

The causal anchor slowly rose behind him, its tip entwined with a wisp of tidal energy from the Blue Star.

Chi Lin raised his head and looked at Jiu You through the global projection.

"Master, you've finally found me."

He stepped on the back of the neck of a Netherworld Guard commander, suspending the Black Gold Imperial Decree above thousands of hostages.

"Too late."

The Crimson Scale bowed to the Emperor's son, its voice echoing throughout the six heavens.

"Nine Nether Ancestor, I have pledged allegiance to the true Emperor's Son."