The sound was filled with endless madness and resentment, as if the evil ghost crawled out of the Nine Nether Hell, making people creepy.

Xi Yu suddenly looked up and saw a twisted black shadow slowly rising from the ground and gradually condensed into a vague human form.

The outline of the human figure could be vaguely seen as a woman, but her face was blurry, as if she was covered by a layer of black mist. Only a pair of scarlet eyes were seen, flashing with bloodthirsty light.

It is the residual soul of the Mother of Mother!

She actually had a trace of residual soul hidden in the imperial city's earth veins!

Xi Yu's heart sank suddenly, and a chill rushed straight from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He never expected that his mother would hide such a terrible secret!

Twin bloodlines, royal blood...what is going on?!

"My son...you did a good job..." The remaining soul of the mother of Xi let out a creepy laugh, and the sound was like countless steel needles piercing Xi Yu's soul. "Only in this way... can the real power be awakened..."

"Then exchange my life!" Xi Yu suddenly roared, and he suddenly pulled off the jade pendant that was inserted into his heart, stabbing it into his throat without hesitation!

Blood gushed out instantly!

He would rather die than become the so-called "container" in his mother's mouth, and he would rather become a victim of this crazy plan!

Xi Yu's actions were beyond everyone's expectations.

The remaining soul of the mother of Xi let out a shrill scream, and the black shadow twisted violently, as if it was about to pounce on him to stop him, but was blocked by an invisible force and could not get close to Xi Yu.

"No! You can't die! If you die, who will complete it..." Xi's mother's voice stopped abruptly, because Xi Yu's blood had dyed the entire dragon vein core red.

"Boom--"

A deafening roar suddenly came from the underground of the imperial city, as if something was waking up.

The ground trembled violently, and deep cracks spread like hideous wounds in the imperial city.

A terrifying aura gushed out from the depths of the ground, instantly covering the entire imperial city.

The breath was filled with destruction, death, and endless darkness, which made people feel suffocated and desperate.

In the crack, a pair of huge scarlet eyes could be seen vaguely opening.

In those eyes, there were flames that destroyed everything, as if they were going to swallow the whole world.

The phantom of the Zhulong appears and disappears!

"You... finally... completed... God Killing Bureau..." A low, hoarse voice came from the depths of the ground, with endless vicissitudes and fatigue.

It was Zi Yang's voice, but it seemed to be mixed with another older and majestic voice. It was... Xi Wujiang's remnant soul?!

The two voices actually overlapped strangely, as if two souls merged into one, telling an ancient and cruel secret together.

"You... are the real... container..." Cai Wenshuang suddenly spoke, his voice cold and decisive.

She shook her hand suddenly, and a few drops of golden blood cut through the air and landed accurately on Xi Yu's heart!

The golden blood, as if there was life, instantly merged into Xi Yu's body and blended with his own blood.

"This is..." Xi Yu felt a powerful force bursting into his body. The force was so violent and so hot, as if it was about to tear his body apart.

"My blood...can...for the time being..." Cai Wenshuang's voice became weaker and weaker, and her body, bound by golden chains, began to become transparent, as if it would dissipate at any time.

Xi Yu stared at Cai Wenshuang with complicated eyes. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to ask something.

“Quick…stop…”

"boom--"

There was a deafening sound, as if the whole earth was trembling.

Xi Yu felt a violent shaking under his feet, almost unsteady standing.

He subconsciously looked down and saw the drops of golden blood dripping on the core of the dragon vein spreading wildly around as if they were given life. Wherever he passed, the ground cracked inch, and deep cracks spread rapidly like spider webs.

"No! Stop! What Zhulong wants to swallow... is the entire underworld!"

A cold and anxious voice broke through the chaotic scene.

Shen Qingwu's figure rushed out like a ghost from the darkness of the underground stairs. Her face was as pale as paper, but she exuded a sense of determination.

Her clothes were fluttering, like the mysterious woman from the Nine Heavens descending to the mortal world, but there was deep worries between her eyebrows.

She stared at the expanding golden blood patterns, and a trace of horror flashed in her beautiful eyes.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

Cai Wenshuang felt a sharp pain in her chest, as if something was about to break out of her body.

She looked down and saw that the originally hidden natal Gu on her chest appeared uncontrollably, emitting a strange red light.

"Buzz--"

A crisp ringtone suddenly rang, echoing in this chaotic space.

The sound seemed to carry some magic power, making people's soul tremble.

Meng Po, the soul-guiding envoy who had been standing quietly aside, as if he was outside the matter, finally moved at this moment.

Her black robe was windless and fluttered, revealing her pale and gloomy face.

She slowly raised her hand, and the soul-sucking bell in her hand was emitting a faint green light, echoing the natal Gu on Cai Wen's chest.

"Twenty years ago, your mother sealed it with her twin blood... was the key to the crack of the Yellow Spring..." Meng Po's voice was hoarse and low, as if a murmur from hell, and every word had a suffocating chill.

Xi Yu felt a chill that rushed straight from the soles of his feet and looked at Meng Po,

The crack of the Yellow Spring? The key? What's going on?!

Before he could ask, he felt his body as if he was being pulled by an invisible force and he couldn't help but retreat.

He looked down and found in horror that his shadow was actually stretched and twisted by Meng Po's ringtone, and was slowly sliding into the cracks underground.

The crack seemed to connect another world, a world full of death and darkness.

"Brother, you finally... can accompany me... to the underworld!"

A familiar and unfamiliar voice rang in Xi Yu's ears.

Zi Yang's soul turned into a ball of blood mist and wrapped around his throat. In the blood mist, Zi Yang's twisted and hideous face could be vaguely seen.

This sudden change made Xi Yu's breathing difficult.

He struggled desperately, but found that his body was not under control at all.

"Let him go!"

At this critical moment, Cai Wenshuang roared angrily, and a powerful force suddenly burst out from her body.

The golden blood actually condensed into a golden chain in her hand, and wrapped around Xi Yu like lightning.

"Swoosh--"

The golden chains were accurately wrapped around Xi Yu's waist and pulled him backwards.

However, what Cai Wenshuang did not expect was that the other end of the chain was actually connected to Shen Qingwu's wrist!

Shen Qingwu obviously didn't expect such a change. Her body was pulled forward by this huge force and almost fell.

The fates of the three people were actually connected in such a strange way.

"You..." Shen Qingwu looked at Cai Wenshuang,

Cai Wenshuang did not answer, but just stared at the expanding crack, her face getting paler.

"This... is..." Meng Po spoke slowly, with endless confusion and a hint of undetectable fear?

The earth was trembling, like the breath of a giant beast, trembling every person's internal organs one after another.

At the core of the dragon vein, the golden blood dripped from Xi Yu was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, spreading wildly along the ancient patterns. Wherever it passed, the stone walls cracked and the gravel was like rain.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, mixed with a disgusting and decaying smell, which was the smell from the underworld.

Suddenly, a translucent phantom emerged from the rolling candle dragon phantom. It was a graceful and luxurious woman with a phoenix crown and red robe, but with a terrifying and gloomy feeling.

She slowly opened her scarlet lips, her voice like the cold wind from Jiuyou Hell: "I deliberately let Xi Wujiang die in front of you, just to wait for this moment-"

Xi Yu was very familiar with this voice, it was his mother's voice!

But in this voice, there was no trace of mother-son friendship, only bone-broken hatred and creepy plots.

Xi Yu's heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition surged into his heart.

What is his mother planning?

At the same time, Shen Qingwu's face changed drastically. She bit her fingertips and applied blood to the scroll in her hand. Then she threw the scroll towards Cai Wenshuang without hesitation, shouting hurriedly: "Crack it with the royal bloodline!"

The scroll rotates in the air, emitting an ancient and mysterious aura.

Cai Wenshuang subconsciously caught the scroll, and a warm feeling came from the scroll, as if something was about to penetrate her body.

Before she could think about it, the soul-sucking bell in Meng Po's hand suddenly let out a harsh scream, and the ringtone turned into a river of blood, instantly submerging the entire underground palace.

The blood river rolled, with a suffocating smell, as if it was about to devour everything.

Xi Yu felt a sharp pain in his chest, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, and a strange yellow spring rune flashed in the blood.
To be continued...