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"Wen Sheng will take you to a place tomorrow."

"Where."

"Ancient Dragon Ruins."

Lu Zhaozhao opened his mouth wide, not knowing what to say for a moment.

After a while, he said, "What kind of place is that? Why should I go there?"

Wei Zhanjie's eyes were deep. He stood up and looked at Lu Zhaozhao, his tone calm: "I thought you had guessed it all."

Lu Zhaozhao also looked at him. In fact, both of them understood it in their hearts, but they just didn't point it out.

But today, the time seems to have come.

"Nan Yuan once said that you peeped into the secrets of heaven and discovered that I am a variable in this world. This kind of variable is probably not the first time you have seen it, right?"

Lu Zhaozhao looked at Wei Zhanjie seriously and asked the question that had been buried in his heart for a long time: "Was the last variable the Tiangang Immortal?"

She asked tentatively, and Wei Zhanjie lowered his eyes and said nothing, apparently agreeing.

Lu Zhaozhao continued, "Your plan was thwarted by him a thousand years ago. On the day you died, he successfully ascended to heaven. So you think you are the one punished by the heavens. You are unwilling to accept this and want to prove yourself right. But the Tiangang Immortal has already ascended to heaven, so you want to find someone similar to him. This person is me, right?"

As she spoke, Wei Zhanjie moved closer, and the moment she finished speaking, Wei Zhanjie's hand covered her neck.

As the air tightened, it suddenly became thinner. Lu Zhaozhao was forced to look up and look at him. Naturally, she saw the anger and emotions hidden in his eyes.

"Why, I said it so clearly, you broke down?"

She spoke it out in a halting manner, her face flushed red.

The force on her neck intensified, and she completely lost her breath. Just before she passed out, her hands loosened.

Having lost her support, Lu Zhaozhao fell to the ground. She breathed in the long-lost air and gasped for breath in retaliation. Her trachea was sore from the tossing.

"You're quite good at guessing. So, what should I do next?"

Wei Zhanjie squatted on one knee with his hands on his side. His eyes were indifferent, as if he would strangle Lu Zhaozhao immediately if she said anything wrong.

Lu Zhaozhao was not afraid either. She looked him straight in the eyes and said clearly: "You want me to follow the same path as the immortal, make me the second immortal, and then kill me, right?"

Wei Zhanjie looked at her and smiled, a smile that was dangerous and cruel. He nodded and said, "And then?"

"I was wondering why you went through so much trouble before. Now I understand. The Immortal had experienced a thousand years of rampant demons and trained there, so you let me experience that as well. When the Immortal won the Golden Palace Banquet and took the stage, you deliberately had Nan Yuan lure my master to the Demon Dragon Tomb, letting the demon army entangle the other disciples so that I could obtain the items inside. You also had Cheng Sangjie pretend to be a casual cultivator to ensure that nothing could go wrong. Most importantly, the Immortal had broken bones and lost his life, and his mind was even worse after he started training again. So, when you knew Nan Yuan wanted to kill me, not only did you not stop him, I'm afraid you were also fanning the flames."

Wei Zhanjie nodded and motioned for her to continue.

Lu Zhaozhao took a breath and continued with a stiff upper lip: "The ancient dragon ruins you mentioned..."

She paused and said, "The book doesn't record any such deeds of the immortals, but over the millennia, and with some things deliberately destroyed, it's not surprising that there are omissions. So, you came here today, probably to tell me something, right?"

This was the third time she asked this question today. She said it all in one breath, staring blankly at Wei Zhanjie.

This time, he finally said a few more words.

"Yes, and no, but you don't need to know too much. I'm only here to tell you one thing today: there's an ancient dragon spirit hovering in the ruins. Although it's not a physical entity, it's incredibly powerful. I want you to slay it."

"You also said it's powerful. What if I can't do it?"

"Then you go die."

Lu Zhaozhao immediately grabbed his arm, looked at him angrily, and said: "Who gives you the right to decide my life or death?"

"Your life is in my hands now."

He said it sinisterly, with a threatening tone in his voice.

Lu Zhaozhao was furious. He stared at him and gritted his teeth, saying, "Shipwrecks have been going on since ancient times. If you keep raising poison today and it backfires in the future, you won't be able to complain."

Wei Zhanjie raised his eyebrows, his disdain evident in his words. He laughed out loud, glanced at her, and pushed the door open to leave.

Lu Zhaozhao lowered his eyes, calmed down, and looked at the sword hanging on the wall.

The ancient dragon lineage, inherited from heaven, existed at the dawn of time. After millennia of development, it gradually declined with the rise of humans, demons, and devils. Later, it split into two branches: one remained in its original location, while the other entered the western border and became demonic dragons.

The demon dragon dominated the Western Territory, and the demon and monster tribes had no choice but to unite, which became the basis of the current situation in the Western Territory.

Later, Wei Zhanjie entered the Western Territory, became the Demon King, cut off the head of the evil dragon, and took back the Western Territory.

But what does this matter have to do with Tiangang Immortal?

Could it be that it has something to do with the one that stayed behind?

The matter is settled, and although it is impossible to verify what happened back then, it is now imminent.

Tomorrow she will set off for the ancient dragon ruins. The ancient dragon has long been extinct, and there is only a wisp of ghost inside, but it is unlikely to be too weak.

The dragon clan is already extremely powerful, and it is a pity that they became extinct for no reason. This remnant soul will definitely be difficult to deal with.

"The future is uncertain."

Lu Zhaozhao sighed.

It was quiet outside the window, and occasionally one or two screams could be heard, but I had no idea what was happening.

She sat by the window, waiting for the dawn to break, the crescent moon to set, and the sun to rise.

Wen Sheng arrived very early. He hesitated at the door for a while, encouraged himself, made up his mind and was about to knock on the door.

But before his hand touched the door, it was opened from the inside.

Lu Zhaozhao appeared at the door, and Wen Sheng didn't have time to retract her hand, so she just placed it in front of her.

His expression was a little dazed, and Lu Zhaozhao couldn't help laughing. Wen Sheng immediately reacted, withdrew his hand, smiled sheepishly, and a blush crept onto his cheeks.

Seeing that he hadn't followed up yet, Lu Zhaozhao couldn't help but remind him: "Aren't you taking me with you?"

"Oh, yes." He was a little flustered and at a loss, and immediately took a step forward, but his back looked a little stiff.

Lu Zhaozhao followed him, and after a while, she called out, "Wen Sheng."

"Ok?"

When Wen Sheng heard this, he turned around immediately, his eyes shining like a puppy.

Lu Zhaozhao pondered for a moment and said tactfully: "We have met before and are familiar with each other. Well...but this time you seem too reserved. I want to say that you don't have to be so cautious. It makes both you and me uncomfortable."

Wen Sheng was silent like a puppy caught in the rain, with misty watery eyes, which made Lu Zhaozhao wonder if he had said something too harsh.

Fortunately, he recovered quickly, and the two of them resumed their relationship. However, the nervousness and restraint inadvertently revealed in his words and actions could not be concealed, which caught Lu Zhaozhao's attention.

The journey is not far and we will arrive soon.

The Western Territory is already desolate, and this place is barren and the temperature is higher than other places.

After turning left and right, until the magma appeared in front of him, Lu Zhaozhao finally understood the origin of the heat wave.

"The ancient dragon ruins are right below here."

Wen Sheng said, his eyes unconsciously moving away.

"This is lava. I can't go down."

Lu Zhaozhao said.

Wen Sheng paused and said stiffly, "He won't let me help you."

After saying that, he looked at her for a moment as if burned, and then quickly looked away.

This "he" is most likely Wei Zhanjie.

Lu Zhaozhao also understood the source of Wen Sheng's guilty conscience.

The chances of never returning from this place are too high. Asking Wen Sheng to send her here is no different from asking Wen Sheng to be the executioner.

"I'm sorry..." He whispered, his voice a little timid.

Every wrong has its perpetrator, and Lu Zhaozhao is not someone who cannot distinguish right from wrong. He waved his hand to show that he did not blame him, and then walked to the edge of the magma to study it.

Magma splashes out from time to time, melting the nearby rocks.

After watching for a while, Lu Zhaozhao suddenly laughed out loud.

Wei Zhanjie, ah Wei Zhanjie, he really deserves to be called that.

Lu Zhaozhao sighed in her heart that this place was very similar to the magma she encountered in the Western Territory in the illusion, and it should also be based on this reality.

"Even this has been considered. This plan is truly meticulous."

Lu Zhaozhao muttered softly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Wen Sheng looked at her in confusion. The next second, before he could even scream, Lu Zhaozhao jumped into the lava in front of him without hesitation.