It had been a few days since the murder of women and children happened on Mount Sky Dragon. This incident had a great impact. It was said that even a few Demigod True Monarchs were paying attention to it. After all, this incident happened on Mount Sky Dragon, in the heart of Zhenxianmeng. To some extent, it was equivalent to slapping the faces of all the people in Zhenxianmeng.
Fortunately, the Devil Cult had basically been defeated, and it was difficult for them to stir up trouble again. In this bloody incident, no one found any clues related to the Devil Cult at the scene. Otherwise, it would probably cause another uproar.
Ten years ago, no, at most five years ago, or even shorter, the only sect in the world that dared to do such a terrible thing to the core of the True Immortal Alliance's sphere of influence was the Devil Cult, the evil sect. And according to the usual practice, after the Devil Cult did such a thing, they must leave a trace to prove their identity. This was equivalent to announcing to Zhenxianmeng and even the whole world that this earth-shattering event was done by them.
Therefore, this time the scene was so "clean", in fact, it also proved that the Devil Cult seemed to have nothing to do with this incident. This also made many people in Fuyunji heave a sigh of relief.
After all, if one were to talk about the motive of the murder, the number one suspect who hated Chen He and his family to the bone would probably be the Devil Cult. As for those enemies in Zhenxianmeng because of the conflict of interests, it was unlikely that they would do such a thing.
But now that the truth was in front of them, Chen He and his family were killed, Zhenxianmeng's face was completely lost, Fuyunji and even True Monarch Tian Lan's faces were slapped, so many people, including the various forces in Zhenxianmeng and the big and small forces in the big Immortal City, paid special attention to the movements of Fuyunji during this period of time.
Was there any movement in Fuyunji?
Of course there was!
After such a big event, if there was no movement, then wouldn't they be no different from a stone man? From Xue Ying to the bottom of the Floating Clouds Division, the entire organization of the Floating Clouds Division seemed to have been mobilized. They started their investigation from the Heavenly Dragon Mountain and continued their pursuit. Their spies were everywhere, tracking down every single suspicious clue and suspicious person. As for whether or not this was of any use, outsiders had no idea.
Everyone only knew that the terrifying murderer had yet to be caught. However, the Fuyun Agency's search efforts were getting stronger and stronger. The entire immortal city seemed to be restless because of them. It was just that the majority of people didn't dare to resist. After all, it was clear that the Fuyun Agency was truly anxious this time around.
Regardless of whether it was the humiliation of being slapped in the face or the threat of the True Monarch, who was at a higher level and had an awe-inspiring aura, they quickly turned into pressure on the people of the Floating Cloud Service. Regardless of whether that murderer was dead or alive, they had to find him!
The whole Immortal City was solemn, it seemed like even the prosperity of the past had lost its color. Perhaps under the pressure of such a strong force, the people had become cautious and cautious.
Since he was very young, He Yi was basically a very cautious person. His parents died when he was young, and he had a younger brother who was even more immature to take care of. Along the way, he had really suffered a lot. When he was young, it was to eat his fill. When he was older, he entered the Kunlun Party to climb up. Everything was for a better life, so that he could be more at ease.
Yes, he had never been at ease. In the depths of his heart, he always felt that he would always be the child who pulled his young and immature younger brother and stood helplessly and hopelessly on the streets.
He had no sense of security. He had nothing. He always felt that everything in his hands could be lost at any time. Everything now was like a child's naïve and exaggerated dream. When he woke up, everything was empty, and he returned to that terrifying, lonely, and hopeless world.
He had never spoken of this feeling to anyone, including his younger brother, He Gang. Originally, everything seemed to be slowly getting better. He had become Dukon Zhenren's disciple, his cultivation had advanced, his reputation had risen, and his future was limitless. Everything would get better. But later, so many things happened one after another.
His younger brother died, and he didn't know who the real killer was. His master also died, and the real killer was himself. Some paths had been taken wrongly, and it turned out that there was really no turning back. Every night, when it was dark and silent, when he was alone, he would think about the past, wondering if there was a second path he could choose.
However, there was no medicine for regret in this world, even if it seemed that the choice he made was completely wrong.
Perfected Lord Tianlan was not someone he could trust at all. Even though he had done so many things for this Perfected Lord, betraying his Master whom he was indebted to and betraying the first half of his life, he was perhaps as insignificant as an ant in Perfected Lord Tianlan's eyes.
He Yi felt that he was about to lose everything.
He was extremely afraid of this. Even if everyone in the world thought that he was strong and powerful, he knew that he was weak and timid inside.
He could never let himself be in a situation where he had no one to rely on again. It was Tian Lan who had betrayed him first. Everything he had done was just to let himself live better, or even just to survive.
He Yi did not believe that after Lu Chen became the master, he would still tolerate him. After all, he had personally thrown him into the Longchuan River. He even felt that with True Lord Tian Lan's ruthlessness, in order to pave the way for his disciple, he would probably die a violent death before Lu Chen became the master.
This must never happen!
Therefore, when the sea of blood hung in the sky, he passed through the underground passage and came to the small building again, He Yi told himself again that everything he had done was not wrong.
It was Lu Chen who was wrong, Tian Lan who was wrong, and the whole world who was wrong …
However, he could not forget the bloody scene that night. The cries and screams in the dark still seemed to echo in his ears.
He Yi shook his head and looked at the door that appeared in front of him in a daze. Then he pushed the door open and walked in.
Just like the last time he came here, this door looked like a very warm and gentle bedroom, as if a young girl was living her best years here.
The beautiful figure was sitting in front of the dressing table. Hearing the sound, she turned around and saw it was him. She immediately smiled sweetly, like a beautiful spring flower blooming. Farther behind her, on the bed, on the edge of the soft red quilt, sat another old man. He had white hair and snow-white eyebrows. Although some age spots could be seen on the exposed skin on his face and hands, he was still intimidating and awe-inspiring.
Although he was not as high and mighty as True Lord Tian Lan, he also had a kind of insufferably powerful aura.
He Yi's eyes lit up and he quickly stepped forward. He first cupped his fists, but after a moment of hesitation, he suddenly knelt down on both knees and kowtowed in front of the old man.
The old man raised his white eyebrows and smiled. He said, "Ah, why do you do this?"
He Yi lowered his head and said in a sincere tone, "Disciple He Yi has been fascinated by Lord True Lord for a long time. Seeing you today, I am even more convinced. All the things in the past were just because I didn't see a wise master. If Lord True Lord doesn't abandon me, disciple is willing to die for Lord True Lord! "
The old man laughed and said, "You call me disciple the moment we meet. I don't remember having a master-disciple relationship with you."
He Yi's body trembled and his eyes turned sharply. Then he said with great joy, "If I have the honor, He Yi is willing to be Lord True Lord's disciple and I will die for you!"
The beautiful woman, Song Wenji, stood at the side and watched this scene. She smiled faintly, but a complicated expression flashed across the depths of her eyes. There was a tinge of coldness and a hint of mockery.
She turned to look out of the window and saw that the sky was oppressive and the sea of blood was surging. She thought to herself that this filthy world would rather the end of the world come sooner.
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