Cough, cough!
Si Xingxuan's breathing was ragged, the fluctuations of his aura rising and falling unstably.
It was hard to imagine that an Eighth Level God King like him could be so weak at this moment.
When Si Xingxuan had seen Jiang Ping An, he had used the power of divination on him, wanting to deduce what Jiang Ping An possessed that had allowed Demon Illusion Fairy to turn the tide.
Yet the result of the divination had greatly shocked him.
In the divination, Jiang Ping An was simply a dead man!
A person who was clearly alive appeared to be dead. It was extremely strange—one could even call it terrifying.
Si Xingxuan believed something had gone wrong with his divination.
Most likely, Jiang Ping An bore immense karma upon him, and those karmic forces had interfered with his deduction.
Si Xingxuan did not dare force the divination any further. Once he deduced the source of that karma, he might very well die on the spot!
Knock, knock!
A knock sounded outside the door.
"National Teacher, the ceremony is about to begin."
Si Xingxuan drew a deep breath, swallowed a bottle of divine medicine, and answered in a strong voice:
"Understood."
He no longer thought about Jiang Ping An. After straightening his robes, he prepared to attend the ceremony.
Jiang Ping An had no idea that Si Xingxuan had divined him.
After the other man left, he continued cultivating and waited for Demon Illusion Fairy to return.
Given Demon Illusion Fairy's current status, finding one or two Seventh Level God King helpers should not have been difficult.
He only hoped the plan would proceed smoothly and that they could rescue the Primordial Body.
This succession ceremony lasted for quite some time.
The successor to the National Teacher of such a