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"Disappeared? How could it be?" Mo Yuan's expression suddenly changed, his eyes full of surprise and confusion, and he asked anxiously. He leaned forward slightly, as if he could hardly accept this sudden news.

"Yes, when I first met Master, she was only a wisp of spirit left, like a candle in the wind, swaying and about to go out. During the difficult process of me achieving the six-tailed beast, Master consumed too much of her spirit and soul in order to protect me. At that time, her face became paler and her breath became weaker. I could truly feel that her existence was disappearing bit by bit between this world, so..." Jiaojiao's voice trembled slightly. When she said this, a trace of grief flashed in her eyes, and the rest of the words were finally choked in her throat, making it difficult for her to continue.

Mo Yuan looked up at the sky for a long time before he sighed, "What a trick of fate." The past came back to his mind like a tide. Back then, they practiced together in the sect, and the friendship between the brothers and sisters was sincere and deep. Zi Ning's smiles and every move were clearly engraved in his memory. At that time, they never thought that they would be in such a situation today. Zi Ning disappeared silently, and they were kept in the dark and had no idea. Mo Yuan's heart was full of bitterness and helplessness. The ruthlessness of time and the impermanence of fate were fully revealed at this moment.

Donghua stood straight, his purple eyes were as deep as the night sea, revealing endless mystery. He raised his face slightly, his eyebrows slightly raised, as if stars were twinkling in his eyes, his voice was cold and magnetic, just like an ice spring flowing on jade: "Then the concealment technique you have was also taught by Zi Ning? Why do you want to hide your identity?" This question was like a gust of wind, quietly passing through the quiet palace.

Jiaojiao, who was standing next to her, looked a little thin. She bit her lower lip, which was as pink as a flower petal, and turned slightly white under the light pressure of her teeth. She slowly raised her head, and there seemed to be a ripple in her eyes, but they were shrouded in a layer of hazy mist, and hesitation and uneasiness followed her like a shadow. She looked like a mortal girl who had strayed into the fairy palace, weak and helpless. Her voice was trembling, like the faint light of a candle in the wind: "This is a long story, but I don't know if the emperor and the gods are willing to believe me?"

Mo Yuan stood aside, his eyes moving between the two of them. He frowned slightly, as if thinking about something. The atmosphere in the hall became solemn for a moment. Only the curling smoke was still silently telling the length of time.

"Go ahead." Mo Yuan looked solemn, staring at Jiaojiao firmly with his eyes. His tone was steady and low, like a towering mountain, giving people a sense of reliability, motioning her to tell the truth.

"Master was harmed by Bai Zhi. Although I have no substantial evidence, Senior Brother Zi Tong and the Purple Fox Clan have been persecuted by Bai Zhi. Although the Purple Fox Clan is in seclusion, they are just some old, weak, women and children who are struggling to survive in the secret realm. Those with stronger abilities were tricked out of the secret realm by Bai Zhi and brutally killed." Jiaojiao's eyes were red, and her voice was choked with grief and indignation. Her thin body was trembling slightly with excitement, like a fallen leaf swaying in the wind and rain.

"Bai Zhi? He really has that ambition." Emperor Donghua narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, like the stars in the cold night, cold and sharp. As his thin lips opened slightly, his words were full of insight and disdain for the evil deeds.

“Yes, there is a pool of blood in a cave in Qingqiu. Senior Brother Zi Tong said that it was condensed from the blood of the Purple Fox clan. Bai Zhi relied on this to conceal the secret and deceived you.” Jiaojiao took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. Her words were loud and clear, as if she wanted to announce this shocking secret to the world and break the long-standing evil conspiracy.

"It seems that you have found a lot of information." Emperor Donghua stood straight, like a deep abyss and a towering mountain. His gorgeous purple robe fluttered gently in the wind, which made him look even more extraordinary. He raised his chin slightly, and a faint light flashed in his narrow eyes, as if he could see through all illusions. Although his tone was calm, he exuded a kind of aura of majesty without anger, which made people dare not slack off.

"Actually, I didn't find out. Senior Brother Zi Tong told me. The blood of the purple fox clan can be used to conceal the secrets of heaven after being refined. I think Bai Zhi must have spent a lot of effort to find out this secret. The purple fox clan is born with a mysterious and noble aura, especially purple is the noble color. The next fox ancestor must be a descendant of the purple fox lineage. Bai Zhi is probably afraid of this, so he wants to catch the purple fox bloodline in one fell swoop to prevent future troubles." Jiaojiao stood aside, her posture slightly weak. She lowered her head slightly, her eyes fell on the marble under her feet, her hands unconsciously clasped in front of her, as if she was trying to suppress the waves in her heart.

"What about Bai Zhi's purpose?" Mo Yuan looked solemn, his eyebrows were tightly knitted, and his deep eyes were full of doubt and contemplation. He folded his hands in front of his chest, and his strong arms seemed to be able to bear all the unknown weight. His tall figure looked even more resolute in the mist, as if he was secretly struggling with this complicated mystery.

"Senior Brother Zi Tong and I think that Bai Zhi used his innate skills to deduce the future of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, so we planned all this." Jiaojiao slowly raised her head, her beautiful eyes showing a bit of determination at this moment, and her eyes were like starlight penetrating the clouds, bright and firm. Her voice was crisp and pleasant, but it echoed a steady power in this empty fairyland, as if telling an unknown tragic epic.

"It's possible." Emperor Donghua nodded slightly, the immortal seal on his forehead looming, emitting a faint halo. His face was solemn, as if he was worried about the huge conspiracy hidden behind Qingqiu. "Zheyan, the blind old phoenix, was plotted against." After saying that, he gently waved his sleeves, and the wide sleeves brought a breeze, blowing away the light smoke around, but it couldn't blow away the solemn atmosphere. The air seemed to be filled with the breath of conspiracy and crisis, making people worry about the waves that were about to be set off between heaven and earth.

"How did Zheyan get tricked?" Mo Yuan's eyes flashed with curiosity. He tilted his head slightly, his sword-like eyebrows raised slightly. His inquiring look was like a child seeking answers, but he still had the majesty and bearing of a god.

“The old phoenix’s evil spirit could no longer be suppressed a few years ago, and I was the one who helped him suppress it. Later I learned that his merits had been stolen, and were directed towards Qingqiu.” Emperor Donghua had his hands behind his back, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, his face was as gloomy as water, and a cold light flashed in his purple eyes as he spoke, like a cold star falling into a deep pool. His whole body exuded an awe-inspiring aura, and his low voice seemed to carry endless secrets and vicissitudes.

"So he has been in seclusion all these years just to accumulate merit?" Mo Yuan stroked his chin thoughtfully, his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes revealing a hint of concern and confusion. His expression was focused and solemn, as if he wanted to make some sense of this complicated incident.

"Hmm." Emperor Donghua just responded coldly, pursing his thin lips. There was no ripple on his face, but his eyes were as deep as the endless night sky, making it difficult to guess his true thoughts, as if everything in the world was under his control, and as if everything was separated from him by an invisible veil.

“In fact, it’s not just Lord Zheyan. All of you ancient Lords have been plotted against. Moreover, Bai Zhi’s plot is quite outrageous. The secrets and twists in it are far beyond your imagination.” Jiaojiao slightly raised her delicate chin, her eyes flashing with a mysterious light. That bright look seemed to hide endless secrets, which would bloom like fireworks at the right time, revealing the shocking truth to the public.

"You know it again, tell me about it." Emperor Donghua was calm and composed, his slender and bony fingers gently picked up the teacup, which was like a rare treasure in his hand. He slowly brought it to his lips and took a sip, his movements were graceful and calm, as natural as flowing water. The curling tea fragrance rose up and lingered around him, just like a layer of hazy gauze, adding a bit of otherworldly temperament to him. However, his eyes were like torches and lightning, always locked tightly on Jiaojiao, with undisguised scrutiny and exploration, as if he wanted to see through her soul and consider how much truth and falsehood there was in her words.

"Emperor, I'm hungry. I wonder how the food in Taichen Palace is." Jiaojiao playfully blinked her big, lively eyes, and a smile appeared on her eyes and eyebrows. A pair of shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks, like flowers blooming in spring, sweet and moving. She was completely without the seriousness and solemnity when she was talking about confidential matters just now. Although she was already a supreme immortal, her early experience was full of ups and downs. In the past few years, she lived a very hard life, and even the basic needs of life were difficult to guarantee, let alone fasting like other high-level immortals. Therefore, the three meals a day were not an optional embellishment for her, but a real necessity of life. At this moment, when she mentioned the food in Taichen Palace, her eyes flickered with anticipation, as if an innocent child was looking forward to her favorite candy.

Emperor Donghua saw Jiaojiao like this, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile, and then summoned the God of Food. Not long after, the God of Food came in with a team of immortal servants, and the spacious dining hall of Taichen Palace was instantly filled with a table full of delicious dishes.

The dishes on the table are delicious and colorful. There is the "Steamed Fairy Mushrooms with Lingyun" which is as gorgeous as fairy clouds, with plump mushroom caps and a warm luster, as if they have absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon; the "Spirit Fish Stewed in Nectar and Jade Liquid", the soup is as thick as milk, and the spirit fish is looming in it, just like a spirit creature swimming in the Milky Way; and the "Emerald Jade Bao" has a crystal clear skin, and you can vaguely see the delicious fillings inside, just like a treasure wrapped in jade.

Jiaojiao looked at the table of delicacies, her eyes shining like the twinkling stars in the night sky, and she almost jumped up with excitement. She first carefully sniffed the tempting aroma, her face full of intoxication, and then she couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, gently picked up a piece of "Spiritual Rhythm Steamed Fairy Mushroom" and put it into her mouth. In an instant, the delicious taste bloomed on the tip of her tongue, and she couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh: "Emperor, the food in Taichen Palace is really well-deserved, it is simply the best in the world... Oh no, it's the best in the heavenly race!"

Emperor Donghua sat aside, watching Jiaojiao's undisguised greed and pure joy, and a long-lost warmth rose in his heart. He waved his hand gently, signaling Jiaojiao to enjoy the meal, and he picked up the teacup and sipped the fragrant tea again, but his eyes never left Jiaojiao, as if he saw a different kind of vitality and energy in this ordinary dining scene, adding a touch of fresh color to the usually cold and lonely Taichen Palace.

"Continue talking when you've had enough." Emperor Donghua sat on the upper throne, his eyes fixed on Jiaojiao. His voice was cold but unquestionable, and seemed to have an invisible deterrent force, causing the air around him to stagnate slightly.

Jiaojiao put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hands contentedly, took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of her mouth. Her playful appearance became even more comfortable under the comfort of the food. However, when she heard Donghua's words, her expression suddenly became solemn, as if she was shrouded in a layer of haze.

"Well, at the end of the blood pool, the scene was really shocking. I saw the emperor's white hair. It was no longer as noble and mysterious as usual, but was entangled with dark light, floating in the air, as if every strand of hair was struggling in pain. There were also the dragon scales of the Supreme God Mo Yuan and Supreme God Yao Guang. Those dragon scales should have been extremely hard and shining with sacred and majestic brilliance, but now they were imprisoned by a strange formation. They were either scattered on the ground or collided with each other, making a creepy cracking sound. The originally bright scales became extremely dim, and were covered with dense cracks like spider webs. A dark aura was constantly seeping out of it, just like a wounded dragon groaning in pain in the darkness. The phoenix feather of the Supreme God Zheyan was even more miserable. The phoenix feather that was originally colorful and seemed to be able to reflect the rosy clouds of the entire world was now like being cursed by a demon. The light was gone, leaving only a dead gray. There were faint black magic patterns crawling on it like a poisonous snake, as if it was swallowing up its former vitality and agility bit by bit. The backlash emanating from the phoenix feather was so strong that it distorted the surrounding space. Just looking at it, one can't help but feel a chill in the heart, as if being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand. "

“Oh, Bai Zhi is really amazing. How did he get my hair, you and Yaoguang’s dragon scales, and Zheyan’s phoenix feathers?” Emperor Donghua curled his thin lips slightly, but that smile was chilling to the bone. A faint light flickered in his purple eyes, as if thunder was brewing in them, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura of oppression.

"I don't know about that. Anyway, this thing exists. I originally wanted to destroy it, but there are too many formations on it, so I dare not act rashly." Jiaojiao shook her head helplessly, her eyes full of worry and fear.

"We really can't move. We need evidence for everything." Donghua nodded slightly, his expression solemn, his words filled with unquestionable determination.

"You haven't told me about Mo Yuan and me. It seems that we haven't been persecuted yet, but it will be soon." Mo Yuan frowned, with a hint of doubt and uneasiness in his eyes. He stared at Jiaojiao, as if he wanted to get an answer from her.