The young man's voice was warm and clear, with a hint of laziness and hoarseness, which sounded particularly pleasant to the ears, but Xuan Mu only felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart, making him want to tremble uncontrollably.
The fear and submission to this man are deeply rooted in Xuanmu's soul.
Before today, he never thought he would stand up to this man.
However, thinking of the pain and depression that the Shadow Envoy Contract made him feel, and thinking of what Xi Yue was going through at this moment, Xuan Mu slowly clenched his fists, lowered his head and said word by word: "Demon Lord, what on earth did you do to Xi Yue and the Underworld God? Why is Xi Yue in such pain that even we, the Shadow Envoys, are affected."
Perhaps only one ten-thousandth of the emotional leakage of the Shadow Contract was transmitted to the contract holders.
But if one in ten thousand were so painful, how desperate and sad would Xi Yue be at this moment.
And all of this was brought to Xiyue by the man in front of her, his master.
Wei Zixi looked dazed for a moment. Chang Ling handed him the tea, but he did not take it. Instead, he sat there in a daze, silent and without saying a word.
The entire hall fell into an eerie silence. Just when Xuan Mu couldn't help but look up, Wei Zixi finally spoke, "Do you really want to know?"
Xuan Mu raised his head and looked at the man standing tall in front of him. Cold sweat ran down his back, but his gaze towards Wei Zixi was very persistent.
Wei Zixi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a leisurely and hazy smile on his face, and he said slowly: "Thousands or tens of thousands of years ago, I have forgotten how long ago it was, the second priest of the temple, Jun Linxi, predicted the true master of the God Realm, the God Emperor and the Saint Girl will come, and the declining God Realm will usher in new vitality. The whereabouts of the Saint Girl was still unknown at that time, but the true candidate for the God Emperor pointed directly to Ji Mingyu. You said, will I let the true God Emperor be born, so that the God Realm can regain its vitality?"
Xuan Mu was not surprised at all, as the demons and humans were naturally hostile to each other.
Although he is a human, he has no feelings for humans. Even if the divine realm is destroyed, he will never have any regrets.
However, Xiyue is different. Xiyue must not be destroyed.
Xuan Mu gritted his teeth and said, "But these have nothing to do with Xi Yue!"
The smile on Wei Zixi's face faded a little, but he did not answer Xuan Mu's words, but continued: "Ji Mingyu and Jun Linxi, everyone thought that I put Ji Mingyu in the Ice Prison of Flowing Marrow in order to kill him. Haha, they are too naive."
"The Flowing Marrow Ice Prison is just a trigger, just a chess piece, the beginning of a game. What I want is not only the life of the Divine Emperor, but also the future of the Divine Realm from which there will be no return."
Xuan Mu asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
Wei Zixi took the cup that Chang Ling had handed to him a long time ago, and his warm fingertips touched the cold rim of the cup. He slowly turned it and said, "When Jun Linxi was divining the secrets of heaven, I tampered with it and concealed half of the secrets."
"So he only knew that the Divine Emperor and the Saintess were about to appear. He only knew that the Ice Prison of Flowing Marrow could only be solved by the Origin of Wood, and that the Origin of Wood would be born in a woman with a mysterious Yin body and bright purple eyes, and that she would appear in a low-level plane."
"But he didn't know that the woman was not only the carrier of the origin of wood, but also the true saint who was related to the future rise and fall of the entire God's domain. Moreover, the divination also showed that there would be a love relationship between the God Emperor and the saint, and this relationship was also related to the future of the God's domain." (To be continued)