Ayimulan and Shan Cheng also entered the secret passage.
"Princess Consort, be careful."
Shan Cheng held up a torch, leading Ayimulan from the front.
As Ayimulan walked, she asked, "How long have you been setting up this sche?"
Shan Cheng replied, "I've never really questioned my father's matters."
Ayimulan interrupted him, "Was approaching also part of the plan?"
Shan Cheng sighed deeply, "Princess Consort, rest assured. I am loyal to you because I admire your abilities and wish to help you conquer the world."
Ayimulan sharply comnted, "You're just like your master, both striving to prove you're more powerful than Zhongli Yuan, the Great Witch, aren't you?"
Shan Cheng fell silent.
Ayimulan: "It doesn't matter. I only want what I desire. As for your intentions, they are unimportant. But, there is one thing I don't understand."
Shan Cheng quickly said, "Please, Princess Consort, speak."
Ayimulan: "The king of the Western Regions predicted by Zhongli Yuan years ago, was it Chen Long or Shang Jue?"
Shan Cheng remained silent once more.
Ayimulan scrutinized his expression: "Neither?"
Shan Cheng's eyes flickered with complexity: "Yes."
Ayimulan weakly gasped for air: "It was her, wasn't it?"
Shan Cheng hesitated: "Princess Consort..."
Ayimulan scoffed mockingly: "I thought my opponent was Zhongli Yuan. Little did I expect it would be a young, inexperienced girl!"
Shan Cheng understood that Ayimulan couldn't accept the reality for a mont.
Even he, upon hearing the truth from the dicine King, was severely shocked.
"Princess Consort, it doesn't matter. She will certainly die today."
Ayimulan: "I want to kill her with my own hands."
Shan Cheng: "Alright."
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The High Priest had been plotting for this day for a long ti; the secret passage was directly dug into the back garden of the Saintess Hall where they trained.
"Is this the place?"
Ayimulan asked.
The place seed ordinary, just a simple small yard, "Where is the door?"
"Behind you,"
said the dicine King.
Ayimulan turned around; behind her was clearly a rundown firewood shed.
The dicine King trembled his single arm, unleashing a gale. With a loud rumble, the shed collapsed, revealing a hidden world inside.
After entering the shed, Ayimulan saw a secret chamber.
And before the chamber, two stone coffins were prominently displayed, ng Qianqian lay on the left, and Tan'er on the right.
Below the stone coffins were two winding, peculiar totems, stretching all the way to the eastern wall.
"Infuse it with blood,"
Shan Cheng explained.
"I'll do it,"
Ayimulan said.
Shan Cheng gave a pleading look to the High Priest.
The High Priest did not oppose.
Ayimulan went to ng Qianqian's stone coffin, drew a dagger, and fiercely stabbed ng Qianqian's heart.
Puff—
The blade pierced the body, blood splattered, splashing all over Ayimulan's face.
At this mont, an unimaginable event occurred.
Ayimulan suddenly covered her face, the dagger in her hand fell to the ground.
Shan Cheng's expression changed: "Princess Consort!"
Ayimulan looked at the black blood on her fingertips, felt her burned face, her eyes widened in disbelief.
"Move aside quickly!"
The dicine King yelled.
The High Priest lunged, grabbing Shan Cheng with one hand and Ayimulan with the other, swiftly retreating ten steps away.
Almost simultaneously, countless poison darts shot from the stone coffins, like a shower of arrows, flying towards them densely.
Even the dicine King was caught off guard by this sudden change, almost getting hit.
When the chanism within the coffins was fully exhausted, he waved his sleeve, uncovering the human skin masks on ng Qianqian and Tan'er's faces.
But where were the Twin Flowers?
They were simply two Holy Temple disciples!
"They both... escaped using the golden cicada shell!"
The dicine King frowned.
Shan Cheng looked at Ayimulan, whose face was ruined by the toxic blood, gritting his teeth and questioned, "dicine King, what the hell is going on? How could decent people suddenly disappear? Didn't you say no one could counter your dicine?"
The dicine King replied irritably, "Shouldn't you ask your father? They disappeared under his watch!"
"Well, well, keep arguing."
Accompanied by a leisurely voice, Yun Xiyao strolled in.
The High Priest's old eyes sank.
Yun Xiyao smiled calmly, "Shan family, do you really think I, the Young Master, lost to you?"
The High Priest glanced over, seeing Yun Xiyao with a group of people behind her who should have been unconscious, all present.
Even Chen Long, who had been stabbed through the heart, was standing there upright.
Shan Cheng said coldly, "Your dicine really has no effect."
The dicine King replied, "Your father killed them, yet they're still alive!"
At this mont, the Hunting Eagle flapped its wings, flying into the secret chamber.
It carried a tuft of Gyrfalcon feathers in its beak.
Ayimulan imdiately recognized the feathers ca from her Gyrfalcon.
The Hunting Eagle tossed the feathers onto the stone table, then firmly pressed down with one claw!
Ayimulan's pupils contracted, her heart pounded.
ng Qianqian raised her arm.
The Hunting Eagle flew over cooperatively.
She patted its head, feeding it a piece of jerky: "Grandmother knows how to raise you, you've grown heavier."
The Hunting Eagle wasn't captured during its disappearance, but had flown to Witch Mountain.
The Miao King had tasked Ji Feng to go to Witch Mountain to truthfully inform the Goddess of everyone's plans.
The Goddess anticipated the dicine King would take action, so she brewed Antidote Pills, carried by the Hunting Eagle.
Early on, when they regrouped with Ji Li, they had already taken the Antidote Pills.
Shan Cheng frowned: "Impossible... How could you have foreseen all this?"
Ji Li chuckled: "Think this Commander Guard is just for show?"
Lu Yuan's lips curled into a cold smile: "Need we foretell? So many people suddenly appeared on the island, it's obvious that the news was leaked by you from Liuli Island."
Liuli Island, isolated from the world, if not deliberately leaked, wouldn't simply allow so many to board the island.
The confrontation at Ancient Phoenix Town with Xu Dog further confird Lu Yuan's suspicion.
Ancient Phoenix Town, a place where survival is slim, only few can make it through.
Yun Xiyao said to the High Priest, "Cease your actions. I've announced your false news across the island. Leaving aside your violation of teachings, the islanders won't spare you; you have no chance."
The dicine King slyly said: "This is your affair, I won't involve myself. High Priest, deal with your troubles before cooperating further with ."
The High Priest stated expressionlessly: "Today, no one leaves!"
The dicine King curiously furrowed his brow: "What are you planning?"
The High Priest scoffed coldly: "When I secretly built this passage, I prepared for the worst, today I will open the Gate of Qiankun no matter what."
Yun Xiyao furrowed her Liu i brows: "Shan Yang, don't be obstinate!"
The High Priest suddenly knelt on one knee, slamming his palm onto the ground.
A quake ensued, and the stone door of the secret chamber fell heavily.
The High Priest spoke madly: "Today, unless the Gate of Qiankun opens, no one leaves!"
The dicine King furiously exclaid: "Shan family, have you lost your mind! You want everyone to die together?"
The High Priest contested: "The Holy Daughter escaped from here before, proving it's not a dead end!"
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