In the Ancient Devil's Cave, Jiang Wang had also been here, and he had played a crucial role in the battle.
However, the battles he had personally participated in had all occurred at the level of the soul. His physical body had not moved much, and those traces had all been covered by the battle between the White Bone God and the Blood Puppet True Demon.
Therefore, Zhuang Chengqian had not immediately noticed his traces.
"White Bone Evil God? True Demon? "
Song Qingyue's brows furrowed even tighter.
Zhuang Gaoxian's words sounded very unreliable. The White Bone Evil God had been chased back to the Netherworld a long time ago. There was not even a shadow of the White Bone Path in the Zhuang country. The White Bone Emissary that had contacted him had also disappeared. He had probably been killed long ago.
As for the True Demon, it was a legendary existence. It was something from the depths of the desolate border.
Jing Mu had not died yet, so how could a True Demon appear in the West?
He actually suspected that his father's death was related to Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui. It was after they had visited the Water Palace that such a tragedy had occurred.
However, he knew that the current Qingjiang Water Race did not have the power or qualifications to find the truth.
Therefore, he would not express his suspicions.
If there was one thing he had learned from his father's death …
That was to face reality.
"I never knew this place was a devil's cave," Song Qingyue said.
"That is not important, and it will not be in the future."
Zhuang Gaoxian thought for a moment and then looked at the empty blood striped sarcophagus. He turned and asked, "What does Minister Du think?"
Du Ruhui heard and stepped into the cave.
Zhuang Gaoxian did not hide anything. The underwater devil's cave had been broken, so he knew what had happened inside.
The key was the blood striped sarcophagus.
If Song Wanxi had become a True Demon, it was understandable that she had gone through the ancient passage to the Myriad World Desolate Tomb.
However, why was there not a bit of devil energy left in this ancient devil's cave? Did the one hundred and eight Yin Demons have the qualifications to be taken in by the Myriad World Desolate Tomb?
Neither the White Bone Evil God nor the True Demon Song Wanxi had a reason to kill Song Hengjiang.
Song Hengjiang was already waiting for death. With the White Bone Evil God's long life, would he care about this little bit of waiting?
Even if Song Wanxi became a True Demon, did Song Hengjiang not take any precautions before helping Song Wanxi become a True Demon? With his strength, he should have been able to escape in advance.
There were too many suspicious points and many contradictory clues. As an outsider, no one could piece together the whole picture just by guessing.
Perhaps only those who had personally experienced it could say a thing or two about it.
"My condolences, Young Emperor."
Du Ruhui first said to Song Qingyue before replying, "This old subject also finds it hard to judge."
He shook his head, but his brows suddenly furrowed. "There seems to be … a familiar aura."
There was only one Heaven Breath, three Earth Breaths, and infinite Human Breaths.
The heavenly aura was constant, but the human aura was constantly changing.
He tried to use the Heaven Breathing Technique to capture Song Wanxi's aura, but there was no trace of it. Perhaps he was not strong enough, or perhaps Song Wanxi had really gone to the Myriad World Desolate Tomb.
However, the Heaven Breathing Technique did not detect Song Wanxi. Instead, it captured the aura of another person — Dong Ah's murderer!
"Who?" Zhuang Gaoxian asked.
"Dong A!"
Du Ruhui said in a low voice. He turned around and chased after the aura!
Dong Ah was already dead, so it was impossible for her to appear again. Du Ruhui was naturally talking about the murderer he had chased before.
The murderer of Dong Ah had actually been hiding in the underwater demon cave all this time. Had he managed to escape his detection?
What role did this person play in Song Hengjiang's death?
With the power he displayed when killing Dong Ah, it should not have been enough to affect Song Hengjiang.
Was he a member of the White Bone Path, or a puppet of a demon?
These thoughts quickly turned in his mind. Zhuang Gaoxian casually clenched his fist …
Those one hundred and eight blood-patterned stone coffins had been crushed into powder and scattered everywhere!
He looked at Song Qingyue and said, "You can decide on the matters of the Water Race. If anything happens, you can ask the Qinghe County Governor."
This was acknowledging Song Qingyue's succession to the position of Qinghe Water Lord. However, at the same time, Qinghe Water Lord's authority was adjusted to the same level as the Qinghe County Governor. He was even controlled by the Qinghe County Governor.
"Qingyue understands," Song Qingyue lowered his head and said.
He was still unwilling to submit, but he obeyed the order.
Boring and weak pride.
Zhuang Gaoxian laughed in his heart. He stepped forward and chased after Du Ruhui.
Earlier, Du Ruhui had stopped the other important members of the Water Race from entering to hide the secret of the underwater demon cavern. But now that the demon qi had dispersed, and even the blood-patterned stone coffins were gone, there were no more secrets to speak of. As a result, he left without worries.
However, Song Hengjiang's death involved far too many possibilities, which made him slightly worried about Du Ruhui.
After all, the person who killed Dong Ah was also involved in Song Hengjiang's death. He might have some hidden methods.
The current Zhuang kingdom could not do without Du Ruhui.
… …
… …
Jiang Wang hid in the Clear River manor and put on a cloak of concealment. When all the experts of the manor had gone to the underwater demon cavern, he left the manor easily and fled quickly.
His correct choice had bought him some time to escape, but it could also be his last time.
He had established a second inner manor, obtained Zhuang Chengqian's most powerful ability, [Stray], and also obtained Sauvignon Longing that had given birth to a sword spirit. His strength was far greater than before, but it was still impossible for him to withstand the encirclement of the experts of the underwater manor.
It was especially impossible for him to fend off Du Ruhui.
It just so happened that his opponent possessed the peak ability of So Close, Yet Worlds Apart. Perhaps he would arrive at the underwater demon cavern even faster than the experts of the water race.
As a result, he did not have much time left to escape.
Fortunately, the Maplewood Dead Zone was not far from Clear River, so he could fly without any reservations. Once he left the borders of the manor, his chances of safety would greatly increase.
No matter how Du Ruhui travelled a thousand miles with a single step, it was impossible for him to travel through the territories of other organisations without any reservations.
From a certain perspective, leaving the borders of the Zhuang kingdom was equivalent to closing the huge gap in speed. And the world was so vast. Once he dove into the sea of people, it would be very difficult for Du Ruhui to track him down no matter what method he grasped.
He had already left the borders of the manor.
It was the same route as when he left the Zhuang kingdom the first time. He also left from the northeast of the Maplewood region. He was also fleeing.
The Maplewood region that had fallen back then was still trapped in the crevice between the Netherworld and the Modern World.
Back then, he was a teenager at the Wandering Meridian realm. Now, he was already a cultivator with two mansions of abilities. He could not be considered weak anywhere in the world.
Up ahead was the Yun kingdom. Jiang Wang changed directions and circled around the borders of the Yun kingdom.
At this moment, the two routes were different.
This was his choice.
"Where have you been these past few days? An 'an has been looking for you everywhere! "
The floating Ye Lingxiao suddenly descended from the clouds and appeared in front of Jiang Wang's rapidly flying figure.
He did not say that his daughter was accompanying An 'an to look for her brother.
He also did not say that it was Ye Qingyu's pestering that made him, a dignified Daoist Master, reluctantly come out to take a look.
If there were any small problems, he would help out for the sake of Qingyu and An 'an. He thought.
However, Jiang Wang unexpectedly did not stop. He flew far away, leaving only a voice. "I have been rude today. I will apologize again in the future! "
Ye Lingxiao raised his hand and then put it down.
He suddenly remembered the words this teenager said that day —
"There won't be a next time."
"In the future, no matter what danger I encounter, even if I die on the spot, I will not face the Lingxiao Pavilion."
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