“Wuquan!!”
The young man Shen Qingzhu was trapped in the Donghuang Bell, his eyes were red. Although he didn't know what was happening outside, Wuquan was alone in the reversed time, and he was afraid that he would be reduced to ashes in a few seconds, not to mention that there was a [Key to the Door] outside!
He tried his best to open the Donghuang Bell, but it was as motionless as a mountain... He took a deep breath, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.
He touched under the wide cloak, and an emblem fell into his palm. With his current ordinary body, he could directly use the "Ghosts and Gods" to forcibly awaken the Forbidden Ruins, and maybe there was a possibility of opening the Donghuang Bell!
No matter what, he couldn't let the child face the [Key to the Gate] alone!
Just as he was about to pierce the "Ghost Guidance" into his body, the huge bronze bell covering him made a buzzing sound, and then a corner of it was forcibly lifted up!
The light coming from outside made Shen Qingzhu, who had adapted to the darkness, squint subconsciously. A figure in a black robe was standing calmly outside the Donghuang Bell, lifting the giant bell with one hand.
Shen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes, unable to clearly see the pair of eyes in the backlight. The young man picked up the straight knife beside him without hesitation and rushed towards the figure in black robe!
The black-robed figure stood there calmly, with no intention of dodging.
The straight knife stopped in front of his neck.
"Who... are you?!" Shen Qingzhu growled.
"What do you think?" The black-robed figure looked at the blade that was so close, "Put the knife down. This level of attack can't kill me."
Shen Qingzhu looked at the pair of gray eyes and was silent for a long time before slowly uttering three words:
"Anqingyu?"
Under the black robe, the tired face did not deny, but did not give a direct answer either.
His eyes looked in a certain direction, Shen Qingzhu frowned, as if he remembered something, and turned his head to look in the same direction, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Next to the Donghuang Bell, a pool of scarlet blood soaked the ground.
“Wuquan!!”
Shen Qingzhu's body shook, and he ran in that direction like crazy. His footsteps trampled out a few drops of blood, and he picked up the dead figure lying in the blood.
However, that figure had already stopped breathing... On the young face, a pale smile hung at the corner of the mouth, as if relieved, as if satisfied.
"Wuquan..." Shen Qingzhu held the cold corpse, his pupils trembling.
He looked in the direction of the blood, and saw a stick figure drawn in blood in a corner of the Donghuang Bell, crooked and childish... It looked like a child's work.
It was a bloody umbrella.
Shen Qingzhu stood there like a sculpture.
The wide crimson cloak fluttered in the wind,
On the boy's face, guilt and sadness seemed to be crushed into tears and buried in the wind.
"I shouldn't have brought him here..." Shen Qingzhu said hoarsely, "... I killed him."
"This is his own dream, and it is also his destiny." A figure in black slowly approached, "From a bad kid in an orphanage who was ignored by everyone, to a hero of Daxia who rang the Donghuang Bell... It was you who made him what he is."
"No, I didn't make him... He made me!" Pain appeared in Shen Qingzhu's eyes. "If it weren't for him, after the fire... there would be no Shen Qingzhu in the world."
Hearing this, An Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly.
"So... you knew about this?"
Shen Qingzhu remained silent.
He sat in the pool of blood like a statue for a long time before he slowly and carefully put the cold body down. The crimson cloak was already stained with blood...
He turned his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on An Qingyu.
"You... better give me an explanation."
"Sorry, I can't." Under the black robe, An Qingyu closed his eyes, "Everything I do and say now will be heard by Him... Although some things have been exposed, there are more important things that have not been completed."
Shen Qingzhu paused for a moment.
"Then let me ask this in a different way... Have you ever betrayed us?"
A ripple appeared in An Qingyu's silent gray eyes. He was like a burden bearer standing alone in the darkness, with his head lowered, and remained silent for a long time...
"No."
Hearing these words, the solemnity and gloom in Shen Qingzhu's eyes suddenly dissipated...
He sighed, smiled bitterly and said,
"If Lin Qiye could hear this answer... he would be very happy."
An Qingyu raised his head, his grey eyes staring into the depths of the sky. "The Donghuang Bell has rung... He will be back soon."
"By the way, where's the [Key to the Door]?"
"I borrowed the power of the Third Covenant and temporarily suppressed Him... But I couldn't hold on for long."
"The Third Covenant?" Shen Qingzhu frowned slightly, and then seemed to have thought of something, "'Returning from the Past'? You are also a part of 'the Past'... So that's how it is, you have already calculated this step?"
"The Key to the Gate wants to use my body to descend into this time and space, and I am assimilating his power... He can see and know everything, and so can I."
"In that case, why don't you just kill Him?"
"The Key to the Gate is immortal. It always stands on the long river of time. Even if you destroy my body, it can immediately create a new 'me' in the past... But at the same time, as long as I am not dead, part of its authority will always be with me, and it will not be possible to create another 'me' to replace the current 'me'...
Anyway, it’s not that easy to kill [Gate Key]… I can’t do it alone.”
Shen Qingzhu listened to this very convoluted explanation and seemed unable to understand it for a moment. He did not intend to ask more questions, but just nodded calmly.
"So, do you need my help?"
"… need."
"How to help?"
An Qingyu stared at the young man Shen Qingzhu, slowly raised his hand, a cloud of gray mist floated behind him, and then, the huge Gate of Truth appeared out of thin air!
An Qingyu, dressed in a black robe, stood in front of the towering door, as if he was the master in charge of everything, and an ancient sense of oppression emanated from him!
There was a complex flash in his eyes.
"Do you believe me?"
"Believe it." Shen Qingzhu answered without hesitation.
"Okay." An Qingyu nodded slightly, "Now, I'm going to kill you."
Hearing this answer, Shen Qingzhu was stunned. Then, as if he remembered something, a gleam of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Like, the way you killed Cao Yuan?"
"Um."
Shen Qingzhu glanced at the Gate of Truth standing in the mist, and after a moment, the corners of his mouth slightly raised... He opened his arms, and his wide crimson cloak gradually disappeared into the surging gray mist!
"Okay." Shen Qingzhu closed his eyes and answered calmly.
"I leave my life in your hands... Lieutenant Captain."