Chapter 167: The Drawing is Revealed

zing.The sound echoed around Qingyang Town, dense, short, and continuous.There was a chill in the air.A dense frost gathered from all directions, from countless corners, converging towards the front.O...“Prime Minister,” Zhuang Gao sighed thoughtfully, looking at Du Ruhui and saying, “Whether true or false doesn't matter. To avoid offending the powerful, we hide things from those who are gone. There are some matters I do not wish to speak of again.”

"Yes," Du Ruhui said earnestly. "Heaven has ill-fated us, bringing about such tribulations in the world. The late Emperor's sudden demise caused many things to be left unsaid and untold. Otherwise, these matters would have remained unknown to me, but Your Majesty must surely be aware of them."

Zhuang Gaoxian stated that past history should be left in the past, and he is unwilling to tear down the fig leaf of his grandfather. This is also a way to maintain his own legitimacy.

While Du Ruhui agreed with this, he analyzed the truth and sought to recover history. As a sovereign, one could choose to face, conceal, or deny the truth, but they could not afford to be ignorant of it.

Zhuang Gaoxian looked up at the sky, directly at the scorching sun: "I ascended to the throne by Heaven's will. To promote literature and martial arts is to expand our borders. My eyes see, my heart yearns for. My ambition knows no bounds!"

Du Ruhui knew that Zhuang Gaoxian still cared about the aquatic bloodline in his body.

Therefore, he bowed deeply and replied, "Your Majesty is undoubtedly a rightful and deserving ruler. You surpass Emperor Yongming and even Emperor Taizu! My heart is filled with awe, and I am eager to strive and make progress."

Upon seeing this, Zhuang Gao Xian turned back and stretched out his hands to help him up: “The Grand Tutor is loyal, which I know well. Otherwise, I wouldn't have entrusted you with national affairs."

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He pondered for a moment, then asked, "I have already investigated, and the murderer of Minister Dong is not in Qingjiang. Does Minister Du still want to continue investigating"

Du Ruhui shook his head and smiled wryly: "I went to the Qingjiang Water Department earlier because it was the only place nearby that could conceal my investigation. Now it seems that the murderer should have blocked my methods. The Heavenly Breath Decision is ultimately incomplete, with many shortcomings. It's I who was blindly confident and recklessly entered the Qingjiang Water Department. It was indeed reckless."

"If not for Duke Du's rash actions this time, how could I have known about the demonic lair It truly is a case of unintentional planting leading to shade." Zhuang Gao sighed with sympathy and continued, "Since Minister Dong has met such misfortune, and the culprit remains unknown, how should we handle this matter, Duke Du You must come up with a plan."

Du Ruhui replied, "Your Majesty, please rest assured, your old minister has a plan to deal with it."

This encounter, a chance meeting under the boundless sky.

At this point in life, one is at their most vibrant and full of vigor.

Thousands of clouds drift around me, and mountains stretch for miles beneath my feet.

Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui have already left this ancient demon's den.

Song Hengjiang quietly stood still, slowly leaning down, and sat alone on the stone steps for a while.

After 218 years of secrecy, the truth has been revealed today. His feelings are complex.

But regardless, Zhuang Gaoxian did not show his anger on the spot, and Qingjiang Shui clan did not face its worst outcome. Of course, this should be a good thing.

He leaned against the glazed coffin of his younger sister, twitching his lips as if trying to smile. But somehow, a chill ran down his face, and a few teardrops rolled down.

His kind of being was incapable of tears.

This is the heartache from 218 years ago, continuing to this day.

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The elderly person wiped away a few tears, somewhat at a loss, then stood up again.

It's time to go, he told himself.

No matter how much I miss my sister.

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Over the years, he had never stayed here for long, because the longer he stayed, the more likely he was to be noticed. He cherished the secrets of this place more than anyone else.

He cast one last glance at his sister in the glass coffin, then turned and walked out.

This derelict ancient demonic lair was filled with everything he knew.

He first discovered this place when he was young, during one of his explorations. The right side grotto was Song Wanxi's boudoir. Because she said she liked the mysterious feeling of an underwater cave, she personally transformed it into a sleeping palace and occasionally stayed here.

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Then that thing happened...

He took Song Wanxi away from Zhuang Wang Palace, saying he would bury her in the ancient burial ground of their clan. In reality, he brought her here. While arranging for Song Wanxi to be possessed by a demon, he secretly set up a hidden formation, concealing it from everyone. He captured yin demons from Bianhuang, placing them in a blood-patterned stone coffin. Using the demonic energy of these yin demons, he nourished his younger sister who was being possessed.

He had stood there in silence, hesitating and lost in memories. Those happy times were particularly poignant.

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He didn't have much time left. He thought.

The hunched old man walked alone to the outer grotto, his lingering gaze swept over the blood-veined stone coffins, hesitated for a moment, and finally looked around once.

Then, along the entrance we had come in through, we walked slowly away.

Within the Inner Palace of Qingjiang, in the bedroom of Princess Song Wanxi, former consort.

Jiang Yan's voice was urgent: "Song Hengjiang has left and will be back to the Water Palace soon. Right now!"

Jiang Wang did not hesitate, immediately reversing the hand seal. His entire body was enveloped in a beam of light and instantly returned to the underwater demon's lair.

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This underwater grotto, paved with jade and illuminated by pearls, was roughly the same as Song Wanxi's chamber in the underwater demon lair when she was "alive". It was connected to her room in the Water Palace.

The style is consistent throughout.

"Is it safe now"

Walking on the paving stones carved with fine patterns, Jiang Wang walked towards the outer chamber where blood-veined stone coffins were displayed, while asking in the Tongtian Palace.

Jiang Yan responded seriously: “If Song Hengjiang doesn’t come back, this place will be safe. But before Du Ruhui completely gives up searching, you absolutely cannot leave this…”

His words came to an abrupt end there.

Suddenly, a change occurs within the Heavenly Palace!

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The Soulflower Sea in the Palace of Heavenly Ascension instantly withered. The listless Star-Entwining Python suddenly rose, its eyes turning pitch black. In a single bite, it devoured all the hidden Serpents lurking within the Soulflower Sea.

Jiang Wang's preparations to guard against the demons of his heart were instantly shattered.

And the Entangling Star Python, clearly already controlled by a demonic heart, shot toward Jiang Wang with incredible speed. Its appearance was terrifying, ready to attack him.

By the time Zhuang Gaixian, Du Ruhui, and Song Hengjiang had all left, this abandoned ancient demon's lair was already the safest and most secluded place, with no one to disturb it.

That which had lain dormant, seemingly sealed away, the heart demon, now launched a ferocious attack.

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The picture has reached its final stage, and the dagger is now fully revealed!

The incident happened so suddenly that Jiang Wang had been walking the line between life and death. His mind was also heavily influenced, remaining muddled and unclear for a long time. At that moment, he was listening to Jiang Yan speak, and his scant attention was drawn in as well.

From any angle, it's hard to imagine a different outcome. He shouldn't have been able to react to this attack at all.

But just as the black-eyed star python pounced on Jiang Wang's soul, its blood basin opened.

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Then came a continuous, piercing shriek of explosions!

That violent, sharp sound.

Thousands of black shadowy snakes surged out from Jiang Wang's soul, filling the sky and earth. Their cries were violent, like arrows fired in a volley, like a gale, like a sudden downpour, instantly enveloping this black-eyed star python.

The enormous black-eyed star python was overturned and flung by the wave of divine soul snakes in a single confrontation, crashing to the ground. A dense mass of divine soul snakes swarmed across its body, muffling the sounds of muffled impacts within their ranks.

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On this journey, Jiang Wang had been confused, flustered, and indecisive...

...was prepared all along!

Ps: Being a groomsman is so tiring... Thankfully, there aren't many friends who ask me to be their groomsman anymore.

Here, the story of the red heart continues.

I write slowly, but I try my best.

The climax follows.

Let's accompany Jiang Wang together...

The final battle, the final battle, the final battle!

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