He spoke of His Holiness the Pope without the slightest respect, even ridicule and ridicule.
Whether friend or foe, this natural feeling indicated that this young array master's true identity was assuredly extraordinary.
Previously, when Chen Changsheng was preparing to leave, he had attempted to send this person into the Garden of Zhou to preserve his life. In the end, he had been ambushed by an extremely tiny strand of true essence. His Ethereal Palace had been shaken, and his Yeshi Step had been thrown into disorder. Not only had he failed to send the array master into the Garden of Zhou, he had also encountered an enormous danger and almost been killed by Nanke.
Now it seemed that it had been this person's doing.
Chen Changsheng looked at the black dagger in his hand and felt a little cold.
This black dagger was probably of similar origin to his Stainless Sword, both forged from the beard of a true dragon.
His Stainless Sword was the beard of a Golden Dragon, and this black dagger was presumably the beard of that Black Frost Dragon.
But he didn't know whether it was the Demon Lord's harvest from the Garden of Zhou or an even bloodier origin. Either way, he felt a chill in his heart.
Just like the conversation and actions of this father and son before him.
Yes, the Demon Lord was this young array master's father.
From the moment the array master called out 'father', Chen Changsheng knew who he was.
After the rebellion in Xuelao City two years ago, all the sons of the Demon Lord were either dead or imprisoned, with only one exception.
That was the new Demon Lord.
It was also this young array master.
In the entire continent, only he dared to treat Chen Changsheng, the Pope of the Human race, with such contempt.
Chen Changsheng was keenly aware that he might not be able to change anything tonight, but he wanted to say a few words, because he wanted to clarify one matter.
If this matter had nothing to do with him, he naturally would not care, but there were several corpses on both sides of the broken bridge.
These people had come from Mount Song. The mountain path was long and covered in ice and snow, and they also had to carry stretchers. It was very difficult.
Finally, they had arrived. The young array master on the stretcher had opened his eyes, but these people were dead.
Thinking further ahead, the young array master had pretended to be heavily injured and had been rescued from the battlefield. Presumably, quite a few people had also died.
If Zhou Tong were still alive, if Mo Yu were present, she would probably be able to very quickly analyze the entire matter. But even though he could recite the three thousand scriptures of the Daoist Canon backwards, he could not see through this matter, so he wanted to clarify on behalf of these dead people. But just like the young array master said, even if he understood, what else could he do?
Chen Changsheng did not think about these things. He continued to ask, "Even if you had a traitor receiving you in the Mount Song Army headquarters, how could you hide it from so many people?"
"It truly is very troublesome to ensure that someone can find you and carry me here. There are so many wounded in the Mount Song Army headquarters, and the rules you set are too complicated. It truly is very difficult to completely calculate everything. Even if the Military Advisor personally arranged it, it would still be very difficult."
The young Demon Lord smiled. "Fortunately, I don't need to worry about these matters. Someone will naturally handle them for me."
Chen Chang Sheng looked into his eyes and asked, "Who?"
The young Demon Lord asked, "Besides the Tang clan, there are many people in your Imperial Court who have always wanted to find the master of the Cinnabar Pill, right?"
Chen Chang Sheng's expression became a little serious, "What do you want to say?"
"I'm not talking about those trash, I'm talking about your teacher. Even my father and little sister, who were on the run for two years, knew that you were the master of the Cinnabar Pill, so how could he not know? But you truly did hide very well. If not for his lack of experience, if not for his deep understanding of you, he really would not have found you so easily. "
The young Demon Lord arched his brows, a hint of derision and sympathy in his voice. "Now you understand? I didn't even need to think about how to hide it from the people of the Mount Song Army headquarters, how to hide it from the Tang clan, because this was never my plan, but your teacher Shang Xingzhou's. "
Whether it was the Tang clan's thoughts or the thoughts of Zhu Ye, Ning Shiwei, the Tianhai clan, or the Prince of Xiang, none of them could surpass Shang Xingzhou's thoughts. As the undisputed number one person of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he stood at the highest, saw the furthest, and had the most comprehensive and accurate grasp of the situation, which was why he could borrow it at will.
Borrowing power was to kill.
The person Shang Xingzhou wanted to kill was naturally Chen Changsheng.
The mountains were slightly cold, and the lake and garden were in ruins. Chen Changsheng's head was lowered, and he was alone.
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On a cliff in a remote part of the mountains, the Tang Seventeenth Master clutched his throat and slowly collapsed, his face brimming with fear and disbelief.
Corpses and frozen blood were everywhere on the cliff. These people were all killed by him earlier. Now, he had become one of them. Although blood was still flowing out from his fingers, it was almost impossible to tell the difference between him and the others.
The former bishop of the Hall of Illustrious Persons walked up to the Tang Seventeenth Master, the caution, unease, and fear on his face long ago vanishing, replaced by indifference.
"Second Master's meaning is very simple. You also know that killing the Pope is naturally a great merit, but it is also a great crime. Our Wenshui Tang clan cannot bear this, so you killed all these people. But the problem is, you were the one who personally arranged this matter, so how could you possibly live normally? After your death, no one will be able to link the Pope's death to my Wenshui City. On the contrary, our Tang clan can even use this matter to make trouble for the Zhu and Tianhai clans. Perhaps in a few years, the Emotion-Severing Sect in Hanqiu City will have to change its name. "
The priest's robe lightly fluttered in the cold wind, his grizzled hair, and his indifferent voice. The Tang Seventeenth Master was already dead, so he naturally could not speak, but he still very seriously explained, giving off the feeling that after tonight, he would never have another chance to speak. He seemed to cherish this moment, even somewhat avaricious.
"This is what it means to die a worthy death, to die for a purpose. Otherwise, you would just be a piece of trash." The bishop gazed at the terrifying wound on the Tang Seventeenth Master's neck and indifferently said, "Why don't you think, if the Second Master had not let you know, just how could you have possibly found His Holiness?"
After saying this, he gazed down at the lake and garden. Because it was too far away, he could not clearly see what was happening, but he could already see the future. Everyone who had appeared tonight was dead, and no one would know the truth, just who had caused Pope Chen Changsheng's death.
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"You're lying."
Chen Changsheng suddenly raised his head and looked at the young Demon Lord. "The one working with you couldn't have been him, but someone else."
The young Demon Lord was somewhat surprised that Chen Changsheng had so quickly come to this conclusion. "Why? Do you think that your teacher is a righteous gentleman? "
Chen Changsheng replied, "He naturally isn't a righteous gentleman. I don't like many of his methods, but I know that he isn't that sort of person. In order to overthrow the Tianhai Empress, he could form a tacit agreement with Black Robe, but he would never borrow the strength of the demons, much less work with a Demon Lord like you. "
The young Demon Lord asked with interest, "Why?"
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(I know that the title of this chapter is terrible … I thought about it for a long time, but I really can't think of a suitable one. In addition, today is the thirteenth day in a row of updates. What's going on? I'm going to ascend to the heavens!)
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