Changsheng: Peak at the Beginning

Chapter 323 Liuli 28

"If there is a place where the secret of Rahu Ketu is kept, the first place that comes to my mind is here."

"Even if that thing is not hidden in the blood pool, it must be around the blood pool, because every Shura, even those born from the union of men and women, have a closeness to the blood pool that is engraved in their blood."

Jiang Xinxin nodded to show that she understood, "Okay, then I'll take a closer look around here."

Now that they are here, Zihu and Wuzhiqi can’t just watch, they have to help as well.

The demonic world was filled with turbid air. Although Jiang Xinxin used the spiritual energy for her cultivation, her nature was different, so the demonic energy did not have such a great inhibitory and repulsive effect on her. She could even check the blood in the blood pool with her bare hands.

Wuzhiqi was shocked when he saw Jiang Xinxin's action and was ready to save her. But when he saw Jiang Xinxin was stirring up blood without causing any harm, he stopped. However, he still said with lingering fear: "When the Shura clan was prosperous in the past, the blood in this blood pool was purple and black, and the vitality was very strong. Now that the Shura clan has been killed by the God of War, the blood in this blood pool has turned light pink. I'm afraid that in another hundred years, the blood pool will no longer exist."

Jiang Xinxin withdrew her hand and stood up to correct Wuzhiqi's statement: "The blood pool is indeed related to the fate of the Shura clan, but in fact, the Shura clan is not so easy to be exterminated. There is still a Luohou Ketu in this world. When he returns to heaven and earth, the remaining fate of the Shura clan will belong to him. At that time, if he is willing, he can use this blood to create a new Shura."

Jiang Xinxin originally thought that besides Shura, there were other races that could become demons in this world. However, after truly understanding them, she found out that before the great war between immortals and demons, King Shura unified the demons first. There were not many other demons left before the great war between immortals and demons. After the great war, there were even fewer left. In the end, they were all destroyed by Luo Hou Jidu, who was transformed into the god of war.

It can be said that the only one who can truly be called a demon in this world today is the soul of Luohou Ketu, who is temporarily imprisoned in the glass cup.

Jiang Xinxin said seriously: "There is a distinction between the pure and the turbid in this world, so there is naturally a distinction between immortals and demons, but no matter whether they are immortals or demons, they cannot exist independently of each other."

"The mission of the gods is to maintain the pure energy, while the mission of the demons is to stabilize the turbid energy. Both are indispensable, so the gods cannot kill all the demons, and the demons cannot kill all the gods."

"If such a day really comes, this world will gradually move towards destruction."

After hearing this, Zihu felt dizzy and uncomfortable, and even forgot what he had just heard the next moment.

Wuzhiqi's situation is only slightly better than Zihu's. After all, he is the left-hand man under the Demon Constellation in the Demon Realm. The only ones with higher status than him are King Shura and his three or five confidants, as well as Rahu Ketu.

Under the current circumstances, what Jiang Xinxin said was tacitly approved by the Heavenly Dao, so he felt it was an eye-opener. If he didn't know that he still had to help Jiang Xinxin, he would have wanted to go back and meditate immediately.

However, what Jiang Xinxin said also gave Wuzhiqi inspiration. He groped around the edge of the blood pool, which had shrunk into the size of a well, and didn't know where he touched when he heard a dull sound coming from the mountain wall next to him. The mountain wall, which had been tightly closed, suddenly cracked open and then separated to both sides. The ground fell down, forming a downward stone staircase that was only wide enough for one person to pass through.

Wuzhiqi walked down in front, Zihu hurriedly followed, and Jiang Xinxin had to follow behind. After she stepped onto the stone steps, the mountain wall behind her automatically closed and turned into an ordinary stone again.

Wuzhiqi walked in front holding the night-shining pearl that Zihu had kindly provided. After walking for a while, they came to a spacious secret room. Judging from the furnishings inside, it looked like a bedroom, except that there was something wrong with the screen in front of the bed.

There were four screens in total. The first one depicted Luo Hou Jidu and Emperor Bai Lin toasting each other in the White Jade Pavilion by the Ruoshui River. The second one depicted Luo Hou Jidu looking at Emperor Bai Lin's back with a face full of affection and shyness. The third one depicted Luo Hou Jidu lying on a jade platform, while Emperor Bai Lin stood in front of him holding a dagger in both hands and stabbing it straight into his heart. The fourth one depicted the newborn god of war kneeling down to Emperor Bai Lin and then sweeping away the demons.

Zihu grew up in Buzhou Mountain since she was a child. She fell in love with Wuzhiqi when she had never seen the world. After she finally transformed, Wuzhiqi had already been imprisoned in Fenru City and suffered. So in these years, apart from practicing and thinking about the spirit key to rescue Wuzhiqi, she was really naive. When she saw these pictures, she immediately felt that Emperor Bai Lin was a good-for-nothing who had taken advantage of Luo Hou Jidu completely and wanted her to destroy the demons with her own hands. This behavior was simply outrageous!

Wuzhiqi is the same as Luohou Jidu, he doesn't have so many twists and turns in his mind, but he is more experienced than Zihu and naturally thinks more.

Jiang Xinxin turned around and asked Wuzhiqi, "Do you know who drew these pictures?"

"Or should I ask this: think carefully, who might know these inside stories and have the ability to leave these drawings in this place?"

Wuzhiqi tried hard to calm down, as faces flashed through his mind one after another. Yuanlang and Luohou Jidu must be ruled out first. The former was punished by the heaven after King Shura surrendered, and later faked his death and escaped to the human world; the latter was the most innocent and pitiful person in the whole incident. Just based on his temperament, it was impossible for him to end up like that.

Therefore, the only person worthy of suspicion is the owner of this secret room, the king of the Shura clan, King Shura.

Wuzhiqi only thought of King Shura, while Jiang Xinxin also thought of the Emperor of Heaven.

From the beginning, Jiang Xinxin suspected that the Emperor of Heaven had done something behind the scenes, but no matter how she inquired, all she got was news that the Emperor of Heaven practiced the way of inaction and did not really manage the affairs of the Three Realms. Even now, the Emperor of Heaven often went to Kunlun to discuss Taoism with those ancient gods who had already retired and no longer cared about worldly affairs.

It seems that the Emperor of Heaven does not care about anything, which is not in line with his status. However, the people who can easily manipulate King Shura, Luohou Ketu, and Emperor Bai Lin, except for the Emperor of Heaven, are only the ancient gods living in seclusion in Kunlun Mountain.

But the news from the Heavenly Dao showed that the future Emperor of Heaven had been unable to return to his position, and it really had nothing to do with those ancient gods who had long since stopped caring about things.

It's so obvious, if Jiang Xinxin still can't think that there's something wrong with the Emperor of Heaven, then she is pure stupidity.