Bie Tianxin had died in a scheme of the Great Western Continent.
Whether it was the Imperial Uncle from the Great Western Continent or Mu Jiushi, their actions had clearly been approved by Madam Mu, or perhaps tacitly approved.
It was very normal for Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi to come to White Emperor City to avenge their son, but Chen Changsheng had not expected that after leaving Holy Maiden Peak, Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi would completely disregard their unhealed wounds and immediately embark on a journey of vengeance.
The black clouds and seals separated the two shores of the Red River from the rest of the world. When the battle between the Divine had shaken all of White Emperor City and set the Red River ablaze for an entire night, Chen Changsheng had been bathed in starlight on the back of the White Crane, pondering how to make the South Stream Temple sword array his own. Thus, he still did not know of this matter. On the other hand, the capital had received definite news last night.
Luoluo softly and quickly recounted what had happened before and after the Heavenly Selection ceremony, such as the divine blood and fire that had descended from the sky. Finally, she mentioned that Xuanyuan Po had been heavily injured and was still unconscious in order to prevent the Demon Lord from obtaining victory in the Heavenly Selection ceremony.
Only then did Chen Changsheng realize that so many things had happened in the few short days since he had left the Prince of Luling's estate.
He was very worried about Xuanyuan Po's safety, but even more worried about Bie Yanghong. From Madam Mu's tone, Bie Yanghong was probably already dead.
When he had left Mount Han, he had sat in South Stream Temple's carriage and occasionally seen that smear of red in the distant wilderness. Later on, he had seen Bie Yanghong in front of the Mausoleum of Books, but he had never seriously spoken to him. Only a few days ago, when they met in South Stream Temple had they met as enemies.
Chen Changsheng was truly not familiar with Bie Yanghong, and he loathed his wife, Wuqiong Bi, but he very much liked Bie Yanghong.
Just like the Tianhai Divine Empress, Wang Zhice, Wang Po, and everyone else who had interacted with Bie Yanghong.
Bie Yanghong was a gentleman, a good person. In stark contrast to Su Li, he had always held an indelible kindness to the world. Even though the long path of cultivation and the Dao companion at his side were so difficult and so easy to depress.
On Holy Maiden Peak, Chen Changsheng had clearly sensed Bie Yanghong's kindness, because even though all the evidence pointed to him, Bie Yanghong was still willing to give him a chance to explain. This trust was very heavy, and he deeply respected it.
The senior he respected had just lost his only son, and now he was going to die in a foreign country?
Chen Chang Sheng's hand that was holding the sword trembled slightly.
The hundreds of swords in the sky also began to tremble and emit a low hum, as if a storm was about to fall.
The awe-inspiring sword will shrouded the observation deck, appearing incomparably sharp. The target was very clear.
It was the Madam Mu that Chen Changsheng was looking at.
"So the demons have already made preparations for war."
The observation deck was in an uproar after hearing the seemingly calm but extremely strong fighting spirit.
But no one could persuade Chen Chang Sheng, not even the leaders of the Bear Tribe and Shi Clan, not even the Prime Minister.
This was because the sequence of events was too clear. Even if he wanted to explain it, he wouldn't be able to.
The Great Western Continent's Imperial Uncle Mu and Mu Jiushi had killed Bie Tianxin precisely so that they could frame Chen Changsheng. After their plan failed, Mu Jiushi fled back to White Emperor City. In order to protect her, Madam Mu plotted to kill Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi in White Emperor City, brazenly breaking off all relations with the Human race and allying with the demons.
This was the truth. Even if there were some discrepancies in the details, this was the general situation.
Chen Chang Sheng said, "The demon elite you invited? Black Robe or the Demon Commander? "
Madam Mu did not answer his question, calmly saying, "I did not do anything."
Chen Changsheng replied, "But you activated the seal to prevent them from sending a message for reinforcements."
"I originally didn't want to answer your question, because I felt that it was as laughable as a child bickering, but I suddenly felt that you should know a little more."
Madam Mu sneered, "Even if I didn't activate the seal, did you think that someone would come? Then did you ever wonder why no one has appeared even after the news of my decision to ally with Xuelao City spread last night? "
Chen Changsheng said nothing.
"I heard that Wang Po was heavily injured, so it's understandable that he didn't come, but what of the Prince of Xiang? What of the Mount Li Sword Sect's Sect Master? I'm already very surprised that you could appear. Did no one stop you on the road? More importantly, in such a major event, why did your teacher not appear? "
Madam Mu said with pity and derision, "Your Holiness the Pope, in the end, you are still too young."
Because he was young, he was easily hot-blooded and impulsive, so he was standing here alone?
Was this what she meant?
Chen Changsheng thought of the letter he had received from the Prince of Luling's estate and suddenly felt rather tired.
When he received that letter, he did not think about anything else and rode a crane to the west.
Riding a crane to the west truly was rather sorrowful, wasn't it?
But who asked him to be the Pope of the Human race? Who asked him to be the Pope of the Human race?
This being the case, what right did he have to be tired, what time did he have to be sorrowful?
With a crack, the Stainless Sword separated from the Vault Sheath. The several hundred swords in the sky howled down and returned to the sheath.
This was the first time many demi-human personages had seen this sight with their own eyes, and they couldn't help but feel their minds sway.
Chen Changsheng ignored Madam Mu and directly asked, "Who has a clue?"
Luoluo and the Bear tribe leader shook their heads.
A dispute suddenly arose from Whalefall Platform, and then hurried footsteps.
The archbishop of the Daoist Church of the Western Wastes, several dozen priests, the Great Zhou officials, the Tang clan stewards, and the cultivators of the south walked up the stone steps.
The Red River Beast Guard responsible for guarding the Imperial City had the strength to stop them, but the situation in the Imperial City today was abnormally chaotic. Many Beast Supervisors had disappeared, and the deliberate connivance of those Beast Guards from the Bear tribe and Shi clan had allowed them to charge in.
Upon seeing Chen Changsheng's figure, the archbishop hurriedly led the crowd to kneel, and then they carried the heavily injured Xuanyuan Po to the front.
Chen Changsheng took off Xuanyuan Po's clothes and saw his miserable wounds, but his expression did not change. He took the needles from his fingers and began to treat him.
Time slowly passed, but he did not raise his head, only focused on treating his wounds.
Luoluo crouched at his side, occasionally using a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his face.
The observation platform was quiet, no one daring to make a sound.
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Chang Sheng finally raised his head.
Luoluo's voice trembled as she asked, "How is it?"
She had clearly seen Chen Changsheng use his true essence to forcefully push two pills into Xuanyuan Po's mouth.
From his cautious expression, those two pills were probably the legendary Cinnabar Pills.
But even so, Xuanyuan Po still did not wake up.
Luoluo was somewhat flustered.
"If he can wake up, it'll be fine, but if he can't …"
Chen Changsheng did not finish his sentence. He raised his head and silently gazed at the streets of White Emperor City.
Xuanyuan Po was at his side.
Bie Yanghong was probably hiding somewhere in the city.
He didn't even know if he could survive.
Had she really come too late?
… …
… …
A stray cat walked through the middle of the street, warily watching its surroundings, somewhat at a loss.
Why was the Pine Paths so quiet today?
It did not know that the owner of Hu Ji's Bun Store and the laborers had all gone to the Imperial City today. They wanted to see the excitement of the Heavenly Selection ceremony, and they wanted to personally see the pride of the lower city, Xuanyuan Po, obtain victory.
Why had the sun risen so long ago, so why had the streets suddenly become foggy?
It did not know that the Demon Lord was in the middle of a battle, that the terrifying abyss seemed to have come from the snowy plains of the extreme north.
Suddenly, the stray cat drooped its tail and hurriedly ran away.
A girl appeared in the fog of the street.
The scene was like a dream.
Just like her face.
It was too beautiful, so it was very unreal.
The girl walked into an alley called Three Harmonies Li. Accompanied by the deep ringing of the bell of the temple to the Celestial Tree, she arrived at that small courtyard.
She gazed at the tightly shut wooden door, her nose slightly flaring, her cautiousness rather adorable.
And then she smelled something.
"It stinks."
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