The mist surged, and the mirage pearl appeared in a dream.

Xuanfeng was in unbearable pain, feeling like he was living a life worse than death. The white tiger had bitten off half of his body at the waist, his intestines and internal organs spilling out of his abdomen, and his spine had been shattered. He lay on the ground like a lump of mud, unable to escape.

Upon seeing the Mirage Demon Pearl Dream, Xuanfeng immediately cried out in heart-wrenching agony, "Mirage Demon, save me! Mirage Demon, please save me!"

Zhu Meng strode over.

"Mirage Demon, kill them and avenge me!!"

"Owner!"

When Xuanfeng saw Zhumeng bowing to Jiang Ling, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

what?

In despair and disbelief, he roared hysterically, "Mirage Demon, you've gone mad! Jiang Ling isn't your master! I am!"

The Mirage Pearl didn't even glance at him, completely ignoring him from beginning to end.

Xuanfeng broke down in agony and despair, cursing wildly: "You wretch! How dare you betray me! I'll kill you! Ahhh!!"

Jiang Ling waved her hand, "Zhu Meng, step down."

"As ordered."

The Mirage Pearl Dream obediently retreated to the side.

Jiang Ling stood in front of Xuan Feng, her amber eyes looking down at him with cold contempt and disgust. "Xuan Feng, I ask you, have you ever seen Yun Jiao? He is a thousand-year-old dragon demon."

Murong Yan pursed his lips, his phoenix eyes fixed intently on Jiang Ling's face.

The sorrow in my heart at this moment is far more painful than the wound itself.

"Pah!" Xuanfeng spat bloody saliva at Jiang Ling.

Murong Yan's eyes turned cold and fierce as he stepped forward and stomped on Xuan Feng's broken spine. Xuan Feng instantly screamed in agony.

Jiang Ling frowned and shouted, "Murong Yan, wait! Don't kill him so quickly!"

"it is good."

Murong Yan was unwilling and reluctantly withdrew his foot.

Xuanfeng's face was contorted in pain, yet even facing imminent death, he dared to threaten and intimidate them. He glared at them with bared teeth and bloodshot eyes, roaring, "I have laid down the Seven Deadly Ghost Killing Formation! Every living person in this hall will be buried with me!"

"Hahahaha! Jiang Ling, your son must die too! I've made a good loss!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ling sneered and said, "Is that so? Xuanfeng, look carefully, is there anyone else in this hall?"

Xuanfeng felt flustered and tried to crane his neck to look around.

“Zhu Meng, let him see it.”

"Yes."

With a flick of her sleeve, the mirage mist that enveloped the Purple Gold Palace dissipated by more than half.

The hall was in complete disarray, with most of the festive wedding decorations destroyed. Only a few scattered ghosts drifted aimlessly, searching for their target.

suddenly!

As if attracted by something, they lunged at the back door with bared teeth and claws.

After several loud bangs, the evil spirit was reduced to ashes!

Xuanfeng saw a woman dressed in black and wearing a mask, and another woman in a wedding gown, guarding the back gate of the palace, fishing for ghosts to enforce the law. They would kill one ghost they attracted, and two ghosts they would kill together!

Apart from that, there was no other living person in sight!

What about people?

Where have all the officials, civil and military officials, and thousands of imperial relatives gone?

Where has the Emperor of Yan gone?!

"Mirage Demon!!" Xuanfeng was driven to madness and despair, staring intently at the Mirage Demon Pearl Dream, his teeth itching with hatred.

It must have been Zhu Meng's betrayal that allowed Jiang Ling and Murong Yan to prepare in advance and take everyone away! But Xuan Feng never understood how so many people had obediently left.

"Xuanfeng, if you don't want to suffer, answer my questions honestly. Where is Ajiao?"

Jiang Ling recalled her dream and asked again, "What is the Thousand-Eyed Eye?"

Xuanfeng glared at her fiercely, "Hmph! Jiang Ling, you won't get a single answer from me!"

"Are you talking back?"

Jiang Ling glanced at him with cold, sharp eyes, and then placed a talisman on Xuan Feng's forehead.

"Ah—ah—" Xuanfeng screamed in agony.

He seemed to have endured a torment far more painful and terrible than being cut in half or having his spine fractured!

Unable to survive!

I can't die!

The excessively shrill screams were enough to send chills down one's spine and fill one with fear and dread.

Jiang Ling clasped her hands together. "Tell me, or not?"

"Heh heh... Soul-burning technique, you! What difference is there between you and this humble Taoist!"

"Xuanfeng, you are not worthy to compare with me. My sect has an ancestral precept: good people are treated with kindness, and evil people? Hmph! No need to show mercy! If you won't tell me, I'll investigate myself!"

Jiang Ling used a soul-searching spell to cover Xuan Feng's head from a distance, capturing his soul.

Amber eyes shimmered with golden light.

Xuanfeng's past and memories were revealed one by one in her eyes...

……

After a while, Jiang Ling finally found the answer she was looking for.

Yun Jiao was imprisoned in the pool, his eyes tightly closed, his face as pale as paper. He was covered in sweat, as if bound by a nightmare and unable to break free.

Xuanfeng stood by the pool, fawningly asking, "Your Majesty, why don't you kill him? He destroyed all my puppets, and I almost died at his hands! He is our enemy!"

"A dragon demon who failed to obtain a title was not killed by lightning tribulation; his life is far more valuable than yours!"

The woman's melodious and alluring voice was so gentle, it felt like she was whispering in your ear, captivating and enchanting.

Her silhouette was graceful and alluring, captivating even women.

Jiang Ling frowned, trying to find the woman's appearance in Xuan Feng's memories.

More information!

But in the next second, countless arms, as white as jade, sprouted from behind the woman. These arms had sharp, pointed nails that pierced the air, as if saying, "Where did this little celestial master come from, daring to spy on me? How dare you!"

Jiang Ling felt dizzy and could not escape.

Just as those arms were about to grab Jiang Ling, she felt a sinking sensation around her waist as a powerful force pulled her backward.

Jiang Ling snapped out of her daze and realized she had bumped into Murong Yan's chest. The sight of his strong, full muscles and burning heat through his clothes slowly brought her back to her senses.

"Ling'er? Are you alright?" Murong Yan's arm was still around Jiang Ling's waist as he looked down at her with concern and anxiety.

She said that while she was searching her soul, her eyes became unfocused and she was sweating profusely; something seemed wrong with her!

That's why Murong Yan reached out and pulled her, interrupting her soul-searching action.

Jiang Ling raised her hand and rubbed her temples vigorously, panting, "It's alright. I acted impulsively. I never expected that Xuan Feng had such a powerful demon hiding behind him!"

Xuanfeng called her Empress.

Could it be!

Is she the Queen of Chu?

Jiang Ling pursed her pale lips and looked down at Xuan Feng, who was already dead.

The soul was shattered, the spirit scattered!

There was no way to gather any more information.

Thinking of Yun Jiao being held by the great demon, Jiang Ling felt a deep sense of worry and concern. "Ah Jiao, wait for me! I will definitely come to save you!"

"Ling'er," Murong Yan called her name in a low, hoarse voice.

His eyes were dark and unfathomable, and he disliked the way Jiang Ling seemed to be thinking about others, as if he were invisible standing there.

He couldn't help but speak up to get Jiang Ling's attention back.

"Ling'er, Xuanfeng is dead, now it's Murong Ze's turn!"

“Yes.” Jiang Ling closed her eyes, focusing on the more important matter at hand.

Then Jiang Ling turned her head and asked the Mirage Demon Pearl Dream where Murong Ze was trapped.

"Master, please come with Zhu Meng!"

The Mirage Pearl Dream turned and led the way. They entered the white mirage mist, crossed the palace in two steps, and arrived at a corner of the Purple Gold Hall.

The fog is thickest and densest here.

Murong Ze huddled in the corner and cursed, "You're all useless! I'm going to chop off your heads!"

Murong Xian and Murong Hai exchanged a glance, their faces pale and mocking.

Murong Xian sneered, "Father, if you cut off our heads, who will come to rescue you?"

"Ye Tianxing! You are my imperial advisor, think of a solution quickly!"

"Your Majesty, please calm down."

Ye Tianxing rolled her eyes at them with her back turned.

suddenly!

The mist swirled before them, and figures could be vaguely seen. Ye Tianxing breathed a sigh of relief and exclaimed excitedly, "They've finally arrived!"

"Who's coming?"

Regardless of who it was, Murong Ze shouted excitedly, "Protect the Emperor! I will reward you handsomely!"

next second.

Jiang Ling and Murong Yan emerged from the mirage, their eyes fixed on him with cold, mocking eyes...

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