Hearing this sentence, Xi Yu's heart sank. He knew that the final battle had finally come.

He looked down at Cai Wenshuang in his arms.

"Wen Shuang, are you afraid?"

Cai Wenshuang raised his head and looked at Xi Yu, with no fear in his eyes, only firmness.

She suddenly bit her fingertips and dripped a drop of red blood on Xi Yu's lips.

"Then let's destroy this lie together!"

The fishy sweet smell of blood spread between the two people's lips and teeth.

At that moment, Xi Yu felt a strange force pouring into Cai Wenshuang's blood into his body and fusing with his own blood.

His body began to undergo drastic changes.

His eyes turned into a strange purple color, with a strange light.

His hair also turned into a red red like flames, dancing wildly in the air.

A powerful and terrifying aura emanated from his body, as if it was from ancient gods and demons.

He looked down at his hands,

"This...this is..."

"Brother Yu, why... you... don't love me..." Su Li's voice sounded again, with endless resentment and sadness.

However, this time, Xi Yu ignored her.

He raised his head and looked at the Mother of the Mother of the Dome.

“It’s time to end…”

Xi Yu slowly raised his right hand, and a dazzling light condensed from his palm.

The light, like a small sun, exudes the power to destroy everything.

"elder brother……"

"This...this is..." Xi Yu's voice trembled, as if it was an evil ghost crawling out of the depths of hell, hoarse and deep.

The purple light in his eyes became increasingly strong, almost completely swallowing his originally clear pupils.

Suddenly, the purple pupils suddenly split, and another face emerged from it, evil and crazy.

"Brother, do you finally understand the price of twin blood?" The voice was sharp and harsh, like glass passing through the metal, with a creepy pleasure.

That was Zi Yang, Xi Yu's twin brother, the demon sealed deep in his soul.

Cai Wenshuang's heart sank suddenly, and a chill rushed straight from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

She recognized that face, the face full of resentment and madness.

She had seen it in nightmare countless times, smiling hideously and roaring, trying to drag her and Xi Yu into hell together.

"No! Brother Yu!" Cai Wenshuang screamed, and the golden blood on his fingertips suddenly surged, like tiny golden snakes, flying and hovering in the air.

The next moment, the golden snakes quickly condensed and turned into chains flashing with golden light, tied Xi Yu firmly to the ground.

"Don't listen to him!" Cai Wenshuang's voice was a little crying, but it was full of determination, "Brother Yu, you must hold on!"

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded: "Only the real bloodline inheritor can..."

A white light flashed, and Shen Qingwu's figure appeared in front of everyone.

She held a long sword shining with cold light in her hand, and her sword body was snow-white, like solidified moonlight.

The sword was transformed by the royal jade pendant she wore.

Shen Qingwu stabbed the long sword into Xi Yu's heart without hesitation.

"Ah!" Xi Yu let out a painful roar and his body trembled violently.

The purple light in his eyes suddenly contracted, and then expanded rapidly, like a star about to explode.

"Why did you save me back then?" Xi Yu suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter filled with mockery and despair.

Zi Yang's soul completely occupied Xi Yu's body.

He suddenly pulled out the long sword that was inserted into his heart, and scarlet blood gushed out, dyeing his clothes red.

He turned his head and looked at Cai Wenshuang. He slowly raised the long sword in his hand and pointed it at Cai Wenshuang.

The tip of the sword stopped only an inch away from Cai Wenshuang's hair.

"Her eyes... are the same as you." Zi Yang's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of imperceptible tremor.

Cai Wenshuang's heart hopped suddenly, and an inexplicable feeling surged into his heart.

She looked at Zi Yang's eyes, and those eyes full of resentment and madness, at this moment she revealed an indescribable sadness.

Suddenly, Cai Wenshuang stretched out his hand and threw the golden blood from his fingertips towards the old wounds in Xi Yu's heart.

"You still have his memory in your body!" Cai Wenshuang's voice was firm and powerful, as if it was carrying some magic.

The golden blood fell on Xi Yu's wound, emitting a dazzling light.

Xi Yu's body trembled violently again, and the purple light in his eyes began to flash, as if it would go out at any time.

"Su Li..." A faint voice came from Xi Yu's mouth, with a hint of pain and confusion.

"No..." Zi Yang roared, and the long sword in his hand fell weakly.

The purple light in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a daze and hollowness.

"Brother Yu..." Cai Wenshuang stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Xi Yu's face, but stopped in the air again.

"do you remember me?"

Deep in the earth's veins, a dark blue light pulsates, like the heart of a giant beast.

Xuan Ming, the judge of the underworld, had a cold face, but his eyes were filled with a ray of compassion.

The judge's pen in his hand is not used to record life and death at this moment, but exudes a heart-wrenching power.

He suddenly stabbed the judge's pen into the core of the earth's vein, and the dark blue light suddenly surged, like an angry giant beast roaring silently.

"It's been three thousand years, and it's time to end this cycle..." His voice was low and firm, as if it had crossed time and space, carrying endless vicissitudes.

At the same time, the phantom of the candle dragon hovering in the air made a shrill roar, and the originally solid dragon scales began to peel off, revealing the scarlet flesh and blood below.

The residual soul of the Mother of the Mother was like drifting smoke, condensed into a ball of blood mist, and with deep hatred, it suddenly surged into Zhulong's eyes.

The originally empty longan eyes instantly ignited two balls of green flames.

"Do their blood connection first!" Her voice was sharp and harsh, like a ghost from hell, full of despair and madness.

Xi Yu was now bound by Cai Wenshuang's golden blood chains. The purple light in his eyes had dissipated, and was replaced by a clear light.

He looked at everything that was happening in front of him, and an indescribable sadness surged in his heart.

He knew that all this arose because of him, because of his twin bloodlines.

He pulled off the jade pendant from his neck and stabbed it into his throat without hesitation.

"Take my life for it!" His voice was hoarse and decisive, with a kind of tragic feeling of looking at death.

Blood gushed out, dyeing the collars on her chest red, and dyeing Cai Wenshuang's frightened eyes red.

"No! Brother Yu!" Cai Wenshuang cried heart-wrenchingly, and the golden blood on his fingertips rushed towards Xi Yu's wounds like a flood that broke through the dam.

Just as the jade pendant touched Xi Yu's blood, a powerful force burst out. The ancient runes on the jade pendant flashed with dazzling light, which complemented Cai Wenshuang's golden blood, forming a complex, blood-colored rune on Xi Yu's chest.

The underground palace trembled violently, and huge gaps were cracked on the ground, like a huge mouth of an abyss, trying to swallow everything.

The phantom of the candle dragon hovering in the air let out a desperate wail, swallowed by the cracks on the ground, and disappeared without a trace.

The dust settled, and a huge face appeared on the ground. It was the face of a young woman, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, gentle and quiet, and it was the appearance of the opera mother when she was young.

Her eyes were closed, as if she was in a deep sleep, but there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she had seen something beautiful in her dream.

"Mother..." Xi Yu's voice was so weak that it was almost impossible to hear. He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the familiar face, but he fell weakly.

Cai Wenshuang knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face. She looked at the bloody rune on Xi Yu's chest, and her heart was filled with grief and despair.

"This is..." Shen Qingwu looked at everything that was happening in front of her. She held the sword in her hand tightly and looked around vigilantly. A feeling of anxiety spread in her heart.

Deep in the underground palace, a low dragon roar came...

Deep in the underground palace, a dragon roar came from the sound of the mother's true body appeared - it was an ancient divine beast with the same appearance as Chi Songzi!

Cai Wenshuang suddenly discovered that Xi Yu's jade pendant pattern and the candle dragon scales completely coincide: "You are..."

Before he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred!

Boom-

It was as if the thunder in the nine heavens exploded, and the entire underground palace was shaking violently. The gravel above the head fell like rain, hitting the ground, stirring up dust in the sky.

The dust choked and almost breathless. Everyone subconsciously covered their mouths and noses, squinted their eyes, trying to see everything in front of them in the chaos.

A low and long dragon roar came from the depths of the underground palace and echoed in every corner.
To be continued...