Several venomous insects suddenly darted out from nowhere and began ramming the flying ship's defensive barrier, interrupting Song Wen's interrogation.
Song Wen casually disposed of the few blind insects, then guided the flying ship high into the sky.
A few breaths later, the flying ship broke through the poisonous miasma and arrived above Fallen God Abyss.
Song Wen swept the surroundings with his divine sense. Finding no danger nearby, he simply suspended the flying ship amid the mountain ranges rather than leaving.
"Extreme Yin, the victor was king and the defeated were outlaws. I, Qingxuanzi, was inferior in skill, and I have nothing to say. But when did you discover the flaw and begin suspecting that I was plotting against you?" Qingxuanzi, lying on the deck, spoke with unconcealed unwillingness in his voice.
"From the day we left the sect," Song Wen said. "Back then, you often mentioned before me that you wished to travel around, but had nowhere suitable to go. Then You Xiao reported intelligence concerning the Lightning-Avoiding Divine Willow. At the time, I mistakenly believed the two of you were in collusion."
A trace of bitterness suddenly appeared in Qingxuanzi's pain-filled eyes.
"I had thought my plan was foolproof, never imagining that you had seen through it from the very beginning. But when Fu Qing trapped you with her formation, how did you use a clone in place of your true body?"
Song Wen said, "Before you arrived, the one displayed before everyone was already my clone. My true body had long been concealed in the shadows."
"Then how did you remain completely unharmed despite being poisoned by nether poison? Not only that, how did you merge the nether poison with a divine sense attack and use it to injure me?" Qingxuanzi asked again.
Song Wen grinned.