Impossible, I Watched Him Die With My Own Eyes

"You're the one protecting Zhao Wuji from the shadows, aren't you?"

A young figure appeared.

Qian Tang's expression changed when he saw the figure.

"Who are you? Where's Gong Jiulong?"

"I am Di Juetian, the Divine Son of the Di Lineage."

Qian Tang's expression changed when he heard that!

Could it be that something had happened to his hall master because of this Divine Son of the Di Lineage?

"May I ask what you want with me, Divine Son of the Di Lineage?"

"Nothing much. I just want to make use of you."

Di Juetian made no attempt to hide his intentions.

At those words, the ancestor hidden in the shadows fell silent, as did Qian Tang.

Only Di Juetian seemed unconcerned.

Di Juetian's eyes suddenly grew unfathomable.

At the same time, interwoven rings of gold and red light appeared in his eyes.

When the rings of light vanished,

Di Juetian's face was pale.

He hadn't expected that forming a Devil Seed to control a Saint would nearly drain the energy from his body. Even so, almost all of it was gone now.

"Master."

The ancestor drew a sharp breath at the sight.

He looked at Di Juetian in disbelief.

He hadn't expected the Chaos Devil Physique to possess such a foundation.

He had never heard of this before.

Now that Di Juetian could do such a thing,

the ancestor wondered whether the experts controlled by the Chaos Devil Physique in the previous life were still around.

"Tian'er."

"Are there any drawbacks to forming a Devil Seed and controlling someone?"

"Yes."

The ancestor's expression changed, and he grew tense.

"Don't worry, ancestor. You could say there are no drawbacks."

"It's just that if I die, the people controlled by the Devil Seed will die with me."

"Once they're controlled by a Devil Seed, they can't free themselves unless I release them."

The ancestor's eyes filled with shock. The more he learned about this physique, the more terrifying he found it.

Fortunately, the person with this Demon Body belonged to his own Lineage.

At that moment, the ancestor actually felt relieved.

"Tell me about what happened before."

"About Zhao Wuji."

"Yes, Master."

Zhao Wuji's original name had also been Zhao Wuji.

"It's just that he was formerly the hall master of the Limitless Divine Temple in Wuji Province."

"He was an expert on the verge of reaching the Half-step Great Emperor Realm."

"When he was about to break through, something happened. No one knows what, but he fell."

"Afterward, the hall master's wife took his position."

"I couldn't stand that woman, so I left."

"How did you find Zhao Wuji?"

"This old man ran into him while seeking flowers and willows."

When I first saw that figure, I sensed a familiar presence.

To my surprise, when Zhao Wuji saw me, he called out my name.

What I hadn't expected was that

he was the hall master who had died.

The hall master had been dead for thirty thousand years. I never expected him to come back to life.

Then I asked Zhao Wuji where he wanted to go.

Zhao Wuji only said the Gong Family, and told him to establish a relationship with Gong Xin.

Young Master should know what happened after that.

"Do you know how Zhao Wuji fell?"

"No. He went into seclusion, saying he was going to break through, and then there was no word from him."

"When he was found again, he was already dead. Zhao Wuji's wife was the one who found him."

"Although we all had our suspicions, we didn't voice them."

"Even those who were suspicious put their doubts aside. After all, the lady gave them far too much!"

"It's just that I felt the atmosphere in the Limitless Hall had changed. The hall master's wife displayed formidable strength, as well as ambition."

"And Zhao Wuji's former brother seemed to have some indefinable relationship with Zhao Wuji's wife."

"This old man wanted nothing to do with their sordid affairs, so I left."

"The Limitless Hall, then. Good, I understand. You may leave for now. Zhao Wuji will contact you if he needs anything later."

"Don't let him discover you. And if anything happens, you should know what to do."

After watching Qian Tang leave,

Di Juetian thought for a moment.

"Ancestor, let's go. Let's see what sort of existence the Limitless Hall is."

The ancestor nodded and left with Di Juetian.

At that moment, in the harem hall of the Limitless Hall,

Di Juetian appeared.

He looked at the scene behind the beaded curtain without disturbing them.

He found a place and sat down.

He drank tea as he watched.

Murong Hongyan and Li Shaoyun suddenly sensed something strange.

They couldn't shake the feeling that a pair of eyes was watching them.

Then the two turned around.

They saw an absurdly handsome young man drinking tea and watching them.

But there was contempt in his eyes.

Li Shaoyun's expression changed.

Then a mist appeared, concealing the two of them.

When they appeared before Di Juetian again,

both were furious.

"Kneel."

Di Juetian spoke softly.

A terrifying pressure descended like Mount Tai bearing down on them.

Both spat out a mouthful of blood.

Their eyes filled with horror.

Then they dropped to their knees in unison before Di Juetian.

Di Juetian looked at the two of them without the slightest interest.

"You're Zhao Wuji's wife, and you're his brother."

Their faces turned pale at those words, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

They looked at Di Juetian and opened their mouths, but didn't know what to say.

"You two were quite skilled just now, swallowing clouds and spitting out mist. Have you forgotten how to speak already?"

Hearing Di Juetian's words, they both drew a deep breath.

They finally came to their senses.

"May we ask who you are, Senior?"

Now that they had been easily suppressed, they only knew that Di Juetian was stronger than her.

"I am Di Juetian, the Divine Son of the Di Lineage. I'm no senior."

The two exchanged a glance and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

The Limitless Divine Temple was far beneath a force like the Di Lineage.

"May we ask what instructions you have for us, Divine Son, coming here?"

"Nothing much."

"Kill him. I don't like the sight of him."

Di Juetian spoke to Murong Hongyan.

Li Shaoyun's pupils contracted when he heard that.

"Spare my life, Divine Son! I don't know how I offended you, but please forgive me."

Murong Hongyan's expression also changed, but immediately afterward, she took out a sword and stabbed it toward Li Shaoyun.

"Wait."

Just as the tip of the sword was about to touch Li Shaoyun's heart,

it stopped. Li Shaoyun looked at Di Juetian, gratitude in his eyes.

"Ancestor, lend me some strength."

Di Juetian secretly sent a voice transmission to the ancestor.

The ancestor nodded.

Interwoven golden and red light appeared in Di Juetian's eyes.

Both of their bodies trembled.

"Master."

"Good."

Who knew what had come to mind,

but Di Juetian spoke.

"I have something for you two to do. Do it well, and you'll be rewarded. Fail, and you die."

The two bowed their heads to the ground without speaking.

"Zhao Wuji is still alive."

Di Juetian's next words exploded in their hearts like a heavy hammer.

"Zhao Wuji? Impossible! I watched him die with my own eyes!"

Murong Hongyan spoke.

Li Shaoyun nodded as well.