After being exiled for eighteen years, the prince returned to the capital as a veritable immortal.

"His Royal Highness King Yi."

Ji Yu smiled sheepishly and bowed to Zhou Yi.

His head was bowed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He almost cried out in his heart.

He had seen firsthand how good Zhou Yi was to Hu Die.

If someone dares to openly steal her things, it wouldn't be surprising if she slaps him to death.

at this time.

He mentally greeted his ancestors for eighteen generations nineteen times.

Damn it, what kind of Celestial Realm Half-Immortal is this?

He was chased by a Grandmaster-level expert and died in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea?

Ji Yu dared to ask Hu Die for the "Scripture of the Underworld".

It's estimated that Zhou Yi won't be able to get back in such a short time.

"Oh no!" Ji Yu cursed herself inwardly for being an idiot.

Another possibility is that the Imperial Grandson will return soon.

—Unable to catch up with the Underworld Ancestor.

"Your Highness, you didn't catch up?" Si Xuan asked.

Clearly, he had considered this as well.

if not.

How could a grandmaster who has been chasing a celestial being or a half-immortal return so quickly?

"Ok?"

Zhou Yi turned around and gave Si Xuan a strange look. "Kill him."

"killed?"

"killed?"

Ji Yu and Si Xuan were shocked and blurted out the answer instinctively.

Only Hu Die showed no surprise, clutching the "Scripture of the Underworld" and hiding behind Zhou Yi.

"Wan Su Hai's lair has also been exposed," Zhou Yi said.

"The Underworld Ancestor's house was also ransacked?"

"The Underworld Ancestor's house was also ransacked?"

Ji Yu and Si Xuan blurted it out in unison once again.

So little time.

Si Xuan could only go to the Crown Prince's residence and make a round trip.

Zhou Yi pursued the culprit for thousands of miles, killing his way to Wan Su Hai.

They killed a celestial being and destroyed the enemy's main base.

Deeply shocked.

Ji Yu even forgot to be afraid.

"I rushed back, for my lord is worried..."

Zhou Yi glanced at the "Scripture of the Underworld" in Hu Die's hand, then turned his gaze to Ji Yu.

It is clear.

He realized that the Empress might forcibly demand the scriptures, which is why he rushed back.

Ji Yu felt a shiver run down her spine.

Only by using his perfected Golden Core cultivation could he control his legs and stop them from trembling.

because.

He could clearly sense that Zhou Yi's emotions had fluctuated.

A little annoyed.

This prince's emotions were frighteningly stable.

During these days of contact, there has never been the slightest fluctuation.

however.

Now, he's furious.

Si Xuan was equally astonished.

He was even more surprised than when he heard that Zhou Yi had chased after a Celestial Immortal for thousands of miles.

He always thought so.

This imperial grandson cousin is emotionally unstable and will not experience fluctuations.

Don't even mention Ji Yu.

This was also the first time he had ever seen Zhou Yi so happy.

How angry must Your Highness be?

Hu Die raised the corner of her mouth, a smile flashing across her handsome face.

His Highness is furious.

very nice.

It's normal for people to get angry.

Ji Yu felt immense pressure and almost knelt down.

Sudden.

Zhou Yi stepped forward.

She shifted her body and walked behind him.

Reach out, grasp a wisp of air, and feel it briefly.

Covering her high chest with both hands, Ji Yu breathed a long sigh of relief.

It was as if they had survived a catastrophe.

Fortunately, the grandson wasn't angry because he had taken the scriptures.

This psychological pressure.

It's fucking huge.

Just a moment ago, he almost collapsed from exhaustion.

“He… destroyed Lady Jade Hook’s soul,” Zhou Yi said softly.

He was in a hurry to get back, but this was actually what he cared about more.

The scriptures were taken away by Emperor Wu, but they can be taken back.

original.

He plans to use Lady Yu Gou's memories to reconstruct the truth behind the massacre of his family.

Unexpectedly, the Empress Wu destroyed the body and disposed of the evidence first.

Those involved in the case back then have all been killed by Empress Wu over the years.

Of the key figures who have survived to this day, only Jiang Chong, Prime Minister Qu, and Lady Yu Gou remain.

Now, even the last one has been wiped out by Emperor Wu.

To find out the truth, the only way is probably to confront him directly.

With a swift step, Zhou Yi headed towards the Imperial Study.

"Your Highness."

Hu Die stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Yi's sleeve.

She gently shook her head.

……

"Your Highness, I will read this Book of the Underworld to you."

The carriage moved slowly forward, heading towards the Crown Prince's residence.

inside the car.

Hu Die held the "Scripture of the Underworld" in her arms, her heart pounding.

Wu Meng, who was outside the car, could hear her heartbeat clearly.

She had a gut feeling.

This scripture must have something special about it.

Originally, she wanted to recite the Daoist scriptures to Zhou Yi.

She could clearly sense that His Highness was preoccupied.

She knew that Zhou Yi did not want to confront the Martial Emperor face to face.

after all.

That was his imperial grandfather.

If it is ultimately confirmed that Empress Wu was the mastermind behind the extermination of the Crown Prince's family.

so what should I do now?

The father killed his son, and the grandson killed his grandfather to avenge his father?

If that's the case, then it's not so bad.

After all, things are clearly black and white.

Furthermore, if we say that Emperor Wu was merely going with the flow...

Or perhaps it was simply a matter of not firmly believing in the Crown Prince, leading to a wrong decision.

So, what should we do?

Therefore, Hu Die grabbed Zhou Yi.

Stop him from going to the Imperial Study.

When His Highness is slightly unhappy, he can forget himself whenever he cultivates.

and so.

Hu Die then recited the Daoist scriptures to Zhou Yi.

Overwhelmed with fervor, she inexplicably replaced the Daoist scriptures with the scriptures of the underworld.

Zhou Yi nodded.

Their gazes, equally curious, turned to the ancient and simple scriptures of the Underworld.

Not only Hu Die, but he also felt a strange sensation.

This ancient book is sure to lead to some interesting things.

"One spirit, one element, one world."

"Life is the spirit of death."

"Death is the source of life."

……

Hu Die has a melodious voice.

Like a newly emerged swallow's first song, it drifts out of the carriage and spreads across the streets and alleys.

Like a mountain stream, its lingering sound echoes through the dark night sky.

Zhou Yi frowned, almost imperceptibly, and turned his gaze to the ceiling of the carriage.

Hu Die frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then read aloud even softer.

The night sky high above.

The rhythmic melody, like a magic wand, gently stirs the calm surface of the water.

The night sky moved slowly in response.

The barely perceptible death aura dissipating in the air slowly gathered above the palace.

Gathering, gathering...

……

Hu Die pressed her hand to her high chest and stopped reciting.

"Why did you stop?" Zhou Yi asked with a smile.

"I……"

Hu Die slammed the "Scripture of the Underworld" into Zhou Yi's hands, asking anxiously, "Did I... do something wrong?"

Although she didn't know what had happened.

But my intuition tells me that I've done something wrong.

With a slight smile, Zhou Yi placed the scripture back into her hand and said:

No. Keep reading.

“No, I won’t.” Hu Die shook her head like a wave drum.

Holding the Book of the Dead back to her arms, she immediately felt at ease and comfortable.

but.

It seemed as if a voice was telling her something.

There's something wrong with this sense of security and comfort.

"Keep reading."

Zhou Yi patted her shoulder, his eyes full of encouragement, "Trust me."

"Ah."

Hu Die nodded.

She might not believe in herself, but she absolutely believed in Zhou Yi.

His Highness said it was no problem.

Then there's definitely no problem.

"One spirit, one element, one world."

"Life is the spirit of death."

"Death is the source of life."

……

A nightingale-like voice slowly rose into the air.

Above the palace.

The death energy that had stopped gathering slowly began to converge again.

The dark, deathly aura coalesced into a single mass.

At first, it was only the size of a bowl.

Gradually, it grew as large as a prayer mat.

As large as a straw mat.

……

"Snapped!"

The Book of the Underworld was auctioned off to Zhou Yi again.

Hu Die's voice was almost choked with sobs:

"No, I won't read!"