Zuo Qianshan looked at Zhao Hong, slumped in his chair. After that sigh, he did not stop.
Since matters had reached this point, some secrets had to be laid bare today.
"I traced the clues all the way here," Zuo Qianshan's voice rang especially clearly through the silent hall.
"Starting from this Commandery Governor Mansion, I investigated one commandery after another."
"And the Prince's Mansion was where the Demonic Qi was thickest."
Zuo Qianshan's gaze deepened.
"I infiltrated the Prince's Mansion and discovered a vast underground palace beneath it.
That underground palace was hidden incredibly deep. If I had not been exceptionally sensitive to Demonic Qi, I could never have found it.
"Inside the underground palace were quite a few monks. Their faces were kindly, and faint Buddhist light flowed around them.
But their bodies were packed thick with centipedes, exactly like those inside the commandery governor.
They were puppets whose bodies had been occupied—living corpses."
"At the deepest part of the underground palace, I found Prince Jing'an. Prince Jing'an was also a puppet.
The one occupying Prince Jing'an's body was Cangwu Old Ancestor. In other words—Monk Cangyuan.
Cangwu Old Ancestor's incarnation was that enlightened monk who had once been famed throughout several provinces."
Li Xiao's fingers tightened slightly.
"Th-this demon monk lay in hiding for so long just to ambush Prince Jing'an?"
Elder Zheng was deeply shocked. Prince Jing'an was no weakling.
"Cangwu Old Ancestor occupied Prince Jing'an's body for the Dragon Qi within him."
Dragon Qi.
At those two words, the pupils of several well-informed old men in the hall suddenly constricted.
"Prince Jing'an is of imperial blood and possesses a Dragon Qi bloodline.
Cangwu Old Ancestor trapped his physical body and devoured the Dragon Qi within him because he wanted to transform into a dragon."
Zuo Qianshan's