Pengxi has four places to mourn.

"God wants to kill me?" the king asked in surprise.

Pei Suqin nodded tearfully, "Yes, Your Majesty, this is fate ordained by Heaven. Your Majesty, let us resent the gods."

The king stared blankly at the sea of ​​flames engulfing him. He had always revered and worshipped the gods. Now, however, he claimed that the gods wanted to kill him. All his previous actions had been in vain.

Mo Heng and Cang Lun tried to break in from outside the fire, but Pei Suqin set up an obstacle, preventing them from getting close easily. Shi Yuluo and Rong Yun also revealed their true forms, and the four of them worked together to remove the obstacle.

Just as they broke through Pei Suqin's barrier and stormed in, they witnessed the King's true dragon aura begin to dissipate. Once completely released, it threatened the King's destruction. Pei Suqin, by absorbing this dragon aura in this way, could strengthen himself; given time to cultivate, it wouldn't be surprising if he became a Ghost King!

The harm must not be allowed to increase any further!

The position of priest is hard-won and must not be lost!

Shi Yulu's eyes gradually turned cold, filled with anger and resentment. She grabbed Mo Heng's sword and rushed forward, intending to tear Pei Suqin from the concubine's body. But Shi Yulu forgot that she too had once been possessed by Pei Suqin.

Pei Suqin turned around and easily captured Shi Yuluo, grabbing her by the neck and beginning to devour her. Cang Lun and the others quickly stepped forward, and Pei Suqin, with one hand holding Shi Yuluo and the other carrying the king, moved him aside.

Seeing Shi Yuluo's face turn from white to red to purple, Cang Lun grew increasingly anxious. The surrounding green ghosts were screaming, and the living were screaming too. The sound of running water could be heard, but no water came to extinguish the fire.

The situation was chaotic, and Cang Lun knew that things could not continue like this. He drew his sword and stepped forward: "Pei Suqin, prepare to die!"

Upon hearing this, Pei Suqin laughed: "Alright, I'll give you my life."

As he spoke, Pei Suqin straightened up and went out, smiling as he met Cang Lun's sword.

"Ah—!" Cang Lun cried out, "Take your life—"

"No—" Rong Yun cried out in panic, "She also—"

Blood seeped from the man's chest, staining his clothes red. Cang Lun lowered his head, gritting his teeth. He gasped for breath, then looked up to see the sword piercing Mo Heng's body. He froze, then his face contorted with rage, veins bulging: "Why did you block this sword!"

Mo Heng knelt on the ground: "I—I thought you were going to kill her, but she's possessed by someone else..."

Cang Lun's eyes reddened. Before he could speak, he saw Mo Heng's soul begin to detach from his body. Only then did everyone realize that Cang Lun's sword strike was not meant to kill Pei Suqin, but to extract Pei Suqin from the nobleman's body.

This technique of separating the body from the soul is so powerful that not only ghosts cannot withstand it, but even gods would find it difficult to resist.

Mo Heng's body began to weaken. Cang Lun was terrified and filled with regret. He shouted and pointed his sword at Pei Suqin again, this time forcing Pei Suqin to retreat and release Shi Yulu. However, the true dragon aura of the monarch had long since dissipated and was absorbed into Pei Suqin.

"boom--"

A raging fire engulfed the entire palace. Ashes littered everywhere, and the survivors began to flee in panic. The king was dead, and the kingdom was doomed. But surrounded by flames, where could they possibly escape to?

Pei Suqin sensed the true dragon energy within her body; though unstable, it was still under control. She laughed heartily, which aroused resentment and anger in the four broken figures on the ground.

"God is killing people!"

Pei Suqin loudly proclaimed: "God is killing people!"

Rong Yun couldn't stand it and rushed over to beat her up, but Pei Suqin was no longer in a good mood. While dealing with Rong Yun, she took advantage of the situation and used the true dragon energy to strike Rong Yun.

With just one strike, Rong Yun died instantly in mid-air.

Mo Heng screamed heart-wrenchingly on the ground. Shi Yuluo and Cang Lun, their eyes red, wanted to fight back, but were held captive and unable to move. Only Pei Suqin arrogantly declared in the air, "I'll send you all to your deaths!"

Golden light mixed with black mist spread throughout the palace, affecting the entire imperial city!

Outside the palace walls, a faint red light shone, and someone waved goodbye.

The reign of a king came to an end, the people of a palace perished, and a city was destroyed. Only the priest survived the great fire and was rescued.

Later, unable to bear Rong Yun's death, Mo Heng was trapped in his grief. A hundred years later, when a high priest ascended to heaven and moved into Rong Yun's small residence, he suddenly fell seriously ill. Upon learning this, Cang Lun, anxious, used his authority to relocate the newly arrived junior priest elsewhere.

Mo Heng knew about this and kept it a secret. But the truth eventually came out. If it were just a matter of changing the new priest's residence, it wouldn't be a problem. However, since the new priest was staying elsewhere, he would be under the jurisdiction of another high priest.

The newly appointed priests who lived under the same roof as him assumed that this extra person had gotten in through connections and didn't like him. This poor little priest encountered danger during his trials in the lower realms of the gods, but had no companions to save him and ultimately died.

This indirectly led to the death of the minor priest. When the Heavenly Emperor finally punished him, Mo Heng took full responsibility, erased the truth about Cang Lun, and was ultimately exiled to Pengxi by the Heavenly Emperor.

Canglun hated himself for making a mistake while on duty. The Heavenly Emperor, considering it was his first offense, sent him to the mortal realm to relearn. But in the eyes of the other officials, this was exile, only not to Pengxi—a place where he could never rise again.

In just three hundred years, life can change in the blink of an eye.

Huaiwen wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked Canglun, "Where is Pei Suqin? Where is she now?"

Cang Lun shook his head: "I don't know where to go."

Huaiwen fell silent, turning to look at Pengxi Lake. Her heart was heavy; things always seemed to be heading in the wrong direction. Pei Suqin had been a ghost for over a thousand years; such a ghost truly deserved to be called a Ghost King.

If it's the Ghost King, why isn't he coming out?

Looking out at the lake, Huaiwen wondered if Pei Suqin wasn't coming out because her master had already subdued her?

There are too many questions surrounding Fulin.

So many things made Huaiwen suspicious.

In just a few days, Huaiwen seemed to be bombarded with information from three hundred years ago. She missed too much, and caused too many tragedies...

Xuan Ye stood silently to one side, wanting to step forward but hesitating.

Huaiwen gazed at the calm lake surface once more. She walked to the shore and looked down into the lake. She recalled the skull deep within the lake, the unidentified creatures, and the vanished Bai Bumian…

Huaiwen slightly raised her right hand, her brow furrowing as she gripped the Mingjing Sword in her palm. She turned to look at the people in front of her, suddenly chuckled, and leaped into the air.

Flying to the lake, it began to wield the Mingjing Sword. Its swordsmanship was elegant and agile, continuous and uninterrupted. As the sword light flashed, the lake water surged and, after a great display, turned into raindrops.

She looked down from the air, smiled absentmindedly, her eyes suddenly changed, and after soaring into the sky, she suddenly raised her sword and descended. As the sword touched the lake surface, the lake began to freeze over, centered on the sword.

Pengxi Lake is so vast that a single sword can seal off a hundred miles of it.

Huaiwen wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, then stood on the frozen lake, leaning on his sword: "It is my duty to Heaven that all this has happened because of me. I will not let you lose your lives. The black energy mass will only happen again in three hundred years. You must not repeat the same mistake. Now, leave."

"No! Ah-Jun! You can't go alone!" Cang Lun shouted as he ran to the shore.

Shi Yulu said worriedly, "It is my duty as a priest to clear away the black mist. I cannot let you go alone! Besides, very few people who go into that place alive can come out alive. Moreover, you are seriously injured. You cannot go alone rashly."

Huaiwen chuckled self-deprecatingly, then coldly retorted, "If you want to die, I won't stop you!"

As she spoke, she began to walk towards Pengxi Lake Island.

A figure on the lake, lonely and helpless yet detached, cold and resolute, blends into the frozen lake from afar, as if no one has ever walked there.

But behind the white figure, a red figure had appeared at some point.

Under the bright sunlight, two shadows were reflected on the ice, one long and one short. Huaiwen glanced sideways and saw the red figure following behind her. She didn't ask any questions, but slowed down her pace.

Cang Lun and Shi Yulu were about to step onto the lake when they saw the previously frozen surface beginning to thaw from the shore towards the center. They couldn't set foot on the frozen lake, nor could they reach the island in the middle of the lake. They were being threatened, yet they weren't allowed to move forward.

Just as when Mo Heng was exiled to Pengxi, they secretly thought of going down to the mortal realm to see him. Mo Heng didn't let them in, capsized their small boat, but then saved them and told them not to look for him.

But this time is different; this time it concerns the lives of all people.

Cang Lun and Shi Yulu watched the two figures disappear from sight, filled with regret. Cang Lun clenched his fist: "Do you know? There's actually another way to enter Pengxi. I am an exiled god; it wouldn't be difficult for me to get in..."

Shi Yulu shook her head in alarm and urged, "No! You must come back with me to find the Heavenly Lord! We'll find another way!"

Cang Lun laughed loudly, then turned around and slapped Shi Yulu away. He tried to leap into the lake, but before he reached the surface, he was brought ashore.

He also relayed a message to Xuan Ye: "If you want to die, wait for me to come and kill you."

Cang Lun and Shi Yulu looked at the lake in fear, no longer daring to act recklessly.

The frozen lake had completely receded, the water returned to calm, and the small boat swayed gently at one end. This indicated that Huaiwen and Xuanye had stepped onto the island in the lake.

As soon as the two reached the shore, they were greeted not by a demon or a god, but by a yellow oriole.

The oriole looked different from ordinary orioles; its feathers had an extra color, and its claws were etched with water ripple patterns. It was the oriole raised by Fu Lin. Huai Wen and Xuan Ye originally planned to follow the oriole deeper into the island, but unexpectedly, the oriole abandoned them and flew away on its own.

The surrounding environment suddenly changed. In people's eyes, the place of exile should be desolate, but this wooden house was built and there were lush trees. It was not desolate at all.

Only when they went inside did Huaiwen discover that there were no exiled demons or gods inside those wooden houses.

The place was eerily quiet. It was said to be terrifying from the outside, yet nothing harmful could be seen. Huaiwen couldn't help but wonder if her master had erased all of this, or if Mo Heng knew she had come to the island and done something.

Finally, after much thought, Huaiwen asked Xuanye, "Did you bring a demon here?"

Xuan Ye replied, "No."

Just as Huaiwen was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Xuan Ye say again, "I'll kill him directly."

Huaiwen immediately stopped in her tracks. She looked up at Xuan Ye beside her, her heart skipped a beat, and she sighed, "If they deserve what they got."

Xuan Ye seemed to have extracted a special meaning from these words, and a smile appeared on his lips: "I will listen to you from now on."

"Then... how were those demons exiled here?" Huaiwen asked, tilting his head.

Xuan Ye explained: "Most of the demons in Pengxi Exile Land were driven here by the gods, and a small number came here because they angered me and were afraid of being killed by me. The gods came here for basically only one reason, which is to be exiled."

Huaiwen sighed, "This place doesn't quite resemble what people imagine exile to be like."

"Oh, what do you think it should have been like?" Xuan Ye asked jokingly.

Huaiwen joked, "At least the two of us shouldn't be here."