A garden in full bloom with roses.
The only color here is red, and corpses hang from the dome.
A white-haired woman in a bright red dress danced gracefully amidst the crimson light, an absolutely stunning sight. The entire sea of roses seemed to be a stage for her to bloom.
But it only lasted a few minutes.
Click~ Click~
A shattering sound rang out, and the glass of the dome began to crack little by little. A man in black robes jumped down from above and knelt precisely on one knee.
The white-haired woman ignored her.
Instead, she continued dancing until, as if she had grown tired, she moved her delicate hand.
Countless petals began to flutter.
A throne made of vines and roses formed, and she lazily sat on it. Her eyes, as bright as the starry Starry Sky, looked at the man kneeling on one knee, and her red lips spoke, "How is it?"
Still haven't found it?
The man, draped in a black robe, lowered his head, avoiding eye contact with the woman before him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Holy Maiden, we've found her... The Child of Destiny is now in this Sinful Pass."
"The Master's prediction was correct."
"But the operation cannot stop here. The Lord is about to descend upon the Sinful Pass to prepare for the grand feast."
"My divine descent cannot afford any mistakes. Please, Your Majesty, behave yourself."
Upon hearing this news, a smile instantly bloomed on the woman's exquisite face, as if the entire world had dimmed in an instant. Her delicate fingers unconsciously plucked a rose from the throne, carefully parting the petals as she murmured, "So you were here..."
I wonder if you still remember me.
"Now, only you can save Shu."
Suddenly, her expression changed. Her gentle smile from just moments before was now chillingly cold as she said, "I don't want this to happen again. Even the Sect Leader hasn't threatened Shu, so what right do you have to threaten her?"
"Has it been kept in a cage for too long? Now that it's out, it's going to bite its owner?"
The man lowered his head further. "I dare not... I dare not..."
The woman snorted coldly and said, "Go, continue to investigate the Child of Destiny."
"When the Master arrives, Shu will naturally meet with him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man vanished, leaving only the crushed roses behind.
The woman's scarlet eyes narrowed slightly as she murmured, "Cang Yue, are you still not awake?"
"Li Chen is right in front of you. If you don't wake up soon, you might never have another chance to see him again."
"Our connection will be completely severed."
"I too will be sacrificed and vanish. Wake up! Sense the Gods, find me, our only chance of survival..."
Meanwhile, Uncle Mu sat guarding his Sloth territory.
Mu Hen was also there; the original plan was indeed for Mu Hen to help Su Xian seize the throne.
But Uncle Mu captured him and took him back to his own territory.
Uncle Mu sat in the ancestral hall, where his ancestors were enshrined, holding a cup of hot tea. In front of him was a bronze coffin that was still trembling.
Every now and then, Mu Hen's voice could be heard. "I need to help them, Dad, let me out!"
"Otherwise, I'll sever our father-son relationship!"
Uncle Mu chuckled coldly, his calm voice echoing from within the coffin. "No need to struggle anymore. The second round of the War of Kings has now begun."
"You don't need to help anyone else. Just stay here quietly and don't cause any trouble."
A questioning voice came from Mu Hen: "Why?"
He didn't understand why his father would do this; just a moment ago, he had agreed on the plan with Su Xian and the others.
He's actually breaking the contract now; Mu Hen would never do something like that.
Uncle Mu sighed, his tone more serious than ever before. "Why?... I'm doing this to save your life!"
"It's not that I don't want you to help them fight for the throne; I've never even cared about the throne myself."
"The so-called royal power you're fighting for is nothing but an illusion."
"This juncture cannot withstand further attacks."
"It's about to break..."
Mu Hen remained silent for a few seconds, then a questioning voice came from inside the coffin.
What does that have to do with me?
"I just wanted to help Su Xian and the others. Do you think those people could take my life?"
"I'm from the Calamity Realm!"
Uncle Mu's tone softened slightly for a moment, but he still didn't release him. Instead, he continued, "It has nothing to do with you, but it is indirectly related to you."
"You know Li Chen, right? He's the one you're looking for. My Mu Family wouldn't dare have anything to do with him now, so naturally you should sever that connection as well."
"Although I know that cause and effect are hard to sever, this is the best solution I can think of. As long as you spend one night in the Soul Coffin, everything that happened before will become a thing of the past."
"No one in my Mu Family has any connection with that evil star."
Mu Hen was completely confused.
What kind of relationship? How come he didn't know?
Did Li Chen get into a fight with his father in the Sinful Pass?
Or did he do something? Why is my dad so afraid?
A series of events were giving him a huge headache.
Moreover, now that he is trapped in the Soul Coffin, his consciousness is gradually fading, and a wave of drowsiness is washing over him.
No! I can't sleep!
Suddenly he jolted awake, biting his tongue hard; the pain jolted him back to his senses.
He knew all too well the power of his father's Soul Coffin.
This is not Forbidden Object, but a treasure passed down through generations of the Mu Family. Each generation refines it with their own original death energy, giving it extremely powerful abilities for the Mu Family.
It can condense the essence of death energy and completely control the death energy of all living beings, but this thing also has a very large side effect, which is that it will seal away all past memories.
Only by sleeping in the Soul Coffin day after day can the seal be gradually broken.
That is precisely why Mu Hen was so unwilling.
The reason his father was in charge of the Soul Coffin back then was because it led to his mother's death. Now, the same situation is happening again. His brothers are still fighting outside, while he is inheriting the family business, and after the inheritance is completed, he will lose his memory.
Nobody wants this!
Mu Hen desperately, humbly pleading, "Father, please let me out!"
"Your son wouldn't do such a thing, otherwise I'd blow up this lousy coffin!"
Uncle Mu snorted coldly and slapped his palm on the coffin, binding it with chains formed from death energy.
His gaze fell upon the rows of lit candles outside. He slowly walked to the main entrance of the ancestral hall, knelt on the ground, straightened his robes, and said firmly, "Fate is hard to defy. I also want you to fight against Fate, but it's too early now. Let's forget all this and wait for the day when the flowers bloom and bear fruit. You will thank your old man then."
"Our Mu Family has never fought or robbed; we have always been law-abiding citizens."
"Although we've robbed quite a few tombs, they were all taken by those outsiders!"
"Now that the entire Mu Family is here, I, Mu Ziliang, kneel and thank all our ancestors, only asking that they fight for a bright Great Dao for my son."
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