The light of the blood jade is more dazzling and weirder than the star map.

It seemed to have life, pulsating and breathing, echoing the jade pendant on Sima Zhao's neck.

No, it is not so much a jade pendant, but rather a blood jade pendant, a crystal clear but faintly bloody jade pendant.

This is exactly what Xi Yu is, that unique symbol!

Xiaohong's heart shrank suddenly, and an inexplicable premonition surged into her heart, making her almost unable to breathe.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand and wanted to touch the blood jade, but stopped in the air again.

At the same time, the blood-colored patterns on the secret book began to flow and spread, and eventually gathered into a strange pattern.

The pattern is exactly the same as the pattern on the blood jade!

"Oh my God..." Guang Lingzi exclaimed, and his beard trembled, "This is... blood resonance!"

The golden lines climbed up Sima Zhao's neck like a spider web. He roared in pain, but could not break free.

The terror in his eyes was clearly visible, as if he had seen something terrible.

At this moment, a white figure appeared like a ghost, robbing the blood jade from Sima Zhao's hand with lightning speed.

Changes arise suddenly!

The moment the blood jade left the body, the golden lines on Sima Zhao's neck suddenly disappeared.

He gasped heavily and looked at the white figure in shock.

However, before he could react, the blood jade turned into a stream of light and penetrated into Xiaohong's eyebrows with a "swoosh" sound!

Xiaohong felt a burning heat in her eyebrows, and then a powerful force poured into her body, making her almost unbearable.

She staggered back a few steps, and there were stars dancing in front of her.

At the same time, a long roar like a dragon came from the depths of the city lord's mansion, deafening and heart-pounding.

"roar--"

This sound...is Xi Yu!

The iron armored guards covered their ears in pain, and their armor began to disintegrate, turning into pieces and scattered all over the ground.

The secret guard commander was seriously injured, but he struggled to point his hand to the direction of the underground palace of the city lord's mansion, and roared with all his last bit of strength: "Prime Minister... I left a blood letter back then... only the bloodline of the Cai family... can break the secret lock!"

Before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground and died of anger.

In the dungeon of the City Lord's Mansion, Lao Cai suddenly opened his eyes, and a strange tattoo suddenly appeared on his neck, exactly the same as the pattern on the secret book!

The tattoo emitted a strange light, as if responding to something.

Sima Zhao walked to Lao Cai with a grim smile and buckled a huge bronze tripod on his head. His voice was as cold as he came from hell: "Twenty years ago, you stole half of the Tianji Record... Now, use your body to complete the altar!"

Outside the dungeon, a strange altar slowly rose, engraved with mysterious runes, exuding a suffocating pressure.

"No..." Xiaohong struggled to stand up, but felt weak all over and could only watch all this happen.

Sima Zhao raised the dagger in his hand, and the cold light shone straight at Lao Cai's heart.

"Stop!" A delicate shout echoed through the sky, but it was not from Xiaohong...

The wind whistled, rolling up the dust at the entrance of the dungeon, blurring everyone's eyes.

A figure, as light as a swallow, fell from the sky.

Not a fairy, but she is better than a fairy.

Cai Wenshuang, she is back.

It was not the weak mountain woman, but the goddess of vengeance with great anger and determination.

What she waved in her hand was not a sword, but a colorful flag with strange patterns embroidered on it, and the edges were covered with fine bells, making a crisp sound as her movements.

This is the "soul-guiding banner" unique to the mountain people. It is usually used to summon souls and pray for blessings, but at this moment, it has become her weapon to fight against fate.

The soul-guiding banner flew out like a spirit snake, wrapping around the huge bronze tripod, making a low "buzzing" sound, as if it was crying in a tragedy, or as if it was fighting.

When Cai Wenshuang landed on the ground, his feet were down on the ground, an invisible wave of air spread around, making everyone's clothes rush.

Her eyes were red, and tears were circling in her eyes, but she stubbornly did not fall.

She stared at Sima Zhao tightly, then suddenly turned her head to look towards the altar. There, Xi Yu's breath became clearer and clearer, making her feel strange and fearful.

"Xi Yu!" she roared, her voice hoarse, but with the power that penetrated people's hearts. "You held me hostage and my father to seek medicine back then, it turned out that it was all for today! In order to borrow his bloodline, we can break this secret lock!"

Her voice echoed in the empty dungeon, hitting the walls and everyone's hearts.

Sima Zhao was stunned. He didn't expect Cai Wenshuang to appear suddenly, let alone she would know all this.

He opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but found that any explanation seemed pale and powerless.

At this moment, the seriously injured secret guard commander used his last bit of strength to stab the broken sword into his heart.

Blood gushed out and fell on the cold ground, like a charming blood-colored flower blooming.

What's even more strange is that the blood did not flow at will, but outlined a broken formation pattern on the ground along a certain trajectory.

With the last sigh of the secret guard, the formation pattern suddenly lit up and emitted a dazzling red light.

"Click, click..."

A sound of gear rotation came from the direction of the bell tower, dull and regular, like a death knell ringing by the god of death.

The puppet generals who were originally facing the city gate suddenly turned to the city lord's mansion in unison, with red light flashing in their eyes and murderous aura.

Sima Zhao's face changed drastically. He looked in horror toward the bell tower, and then looked at the body of the secret guard commander on the ground, as if he understood something, but it was too late.

"You...you..." He pointed at Cai Wenshuang and the dead secret guard commander, his lips trembling, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

Cai Wenshuang ignored Sima Zhao. She stared at the direction of the altar. There, Xi Yu's breath became stronger and stronger, and it made her feel more and more chilled.

"Xi Yu," she murmured to herself, her voice low and sad, "Who are you? What do you want?"

She reached out her hand and wanted to grab something, but she hung down weakly.

"Is it all..."

On the altar, the green flames in the bronze tripod were pounding, reflecting Cai’s father’s weathered face.

Suddenly, his gray hair seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force, and it stood up one by one, and in an instant it turned into dazzling silvery white.

The turbid old eyes suddenly contracted, and the terrifying double-star totem appeared - it was the iconic symbol of Tianji Pavilion!

He opened his mouth, his chapped lips squirming, emitting hoarse and weird syllables, which were not any known language, but more like some ancient spell with a creepy rhythm.

Even Xi Yu has never heard of such a secret word.

An ominous premonition entangled his heart like a poisonous snake.

Xi Yu's pupils suddenly shrank, and the alarm in his heart was made.

Before he could think about it, he waved his sleeves and three "soul-locking nails" flashing with cold light broke out into the air, piercing Cai's father's sky spirit cover.

This soul-locking nail is a hidden weapon he has been holding onto the bottom of his box. He will never be used easily unless he has to. Today, he has to deal with this innocent Yamano Village man.

"Dad!" Cai Wenshuang exclaimed, and without thinking, he pounced on him and blocked his father with his body.

"Puchi--" With a muffled sound, a soul-locking nail pierced Cai Wenshuang's left shoulder, and blood gushed out and dripped on the altar.

What is shocking is that the bright red blood did not flow at will, but instead gathered together strangely, forming a miniature array of heaven!

The map flashed with faint light, wriggling like a living creature, emitting a heart-wrenching breath.

"Wen Shuang!" Xi Yu's eyes were so bloody that he didn't expect Cai Wen Shuang to rush out desperately.

He wanted to step forward, but was blocked by an invisible force, and could only watch as the blood soaked her clothes.

All this happened too quickly. Before everyone could react, they saw Guanglingzi, who had been lurking in the dark, flashing to the altar like a ghost.

With a cold smile on his face, he pressed the strange dark spot on his arm on the altar without hesitation.

"Buzz--"
Chapter completed!