Zuan also noticed that these people all looked very calm, and even had a faint smile on their faces. The square was densely packed with people, and it all looked rather eerie.

He crouched down and examined the corpses of the nearby shamans: "They've probably been dead for six to eight hours."

The Goddess of Wushan was somewhat surprised: "How did you know?"

Zuan replied, "The body is already cold and stiff, and there are livid spots all over the body that do not fade when pressed. These are signs that the body has been dead for more than six hours. If the time is longer, the body will gradually soften and will not be so stiff."

The Goddess of Wushan's eyes gleamed with admiration, and her tone was full of respect: "Young master is truly learned and talented, to know even this."

"It's all the wisdom of our predecessors." Zu An smiled. In his previous life, there were so many crime dramas. Even if he hadn't eaten pork, he had at least seen pigs running away.

Moreover, after joining the Embroidered Robe Envoy, I also learned some related skills.

The Goddess of Wushan pondered, "It seems I underestimated the learning ability of the human race."

Seeing the admiring look in the eyes of the Goddess of Wushan, the Mermaid Queen unconsciously puffed out her chest, feeling a strange sense of pride.

However, he soon became troubled again. Although it was a good thing for his lover to be outstanding and admired by others, being too outstanding would attract the affections of other women, which would be a problem.

At this moment, Zuan had arrived at the very center of the crowd. This person did not kneel, but stood there, seemingly bowing in greeting.

Although he was an old man, he was more robust than an ordinary Shouyang Shaman, and his clothes were obviously more luxurious.

“He is Yanshan, the patriarch of the Shouyang Witch Clan. I have met him once before.” The Goddess of Wushan’s face turned a little pale.

“Based on what you said before, these Shouyang shamans are indeed very powerful.” Zuan looked at the corpses in the field. Even in death, he could still feel their former might and aura.

"All the powerful members of Shouyang Witchcraft are here. Logically speaking, they should be a powerful force. What kind of being could take all of their lives in an instant?" The Goddess of Wushan frowned, truly puzzled.

After examining the surroundings, Zuan wiped his hands and said, "The souls of these corpses have vanished without a trace. It seems they mostly died under that Ten Thousand Soul Banner."

"It seems the Myriad Soul Banner has been successfully forged." The goddess of Wushan's face grew even paler; she knew what this meant.

"Even if it's the Myriad Soul Banner, with so many powerful individuals here, how could they be completely powerless to resist? I heard you say before that there's also a powerful defensive formation here," the Mermaid Queen questioned.

“That’s right. Even if the Myriad Soul Banner is powerful, there’s no reason why it could take everyone’s lives silently. The defensive array didn’t even have time to activate,” the Goddess of Wushan said with a gleam in her eyes. “Unless someone on their side suddenly made a move during their prayer meeting.”

"Or perhaps it's the killer's identity that made these people completely unprepared," Zuan added.

As the two were discussing the possibilities, some noise suddenly came from afar.

"Hey, Shouyang Wuquan is here."

"Why do their expressions look a little strange?"

"They all seem to be dead!"

At first, the voices were somewhat puzzled, but then they were filled with exclamations of surprise.

Zuan and his companions looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of golden-armored warriors coming from another direction, inspecting the Shouyang Witch over there.

The leader was wearing a crimson robe with flame and auspicious cloud patterns embroidered on the lapels, and a piece of fiery red jade was inlaid in the belt around his waist.

His face was sharply defined, his eyes were deep and piercing, and there were dark patterns between his brows that seemed to flicker with flames. He held a bronze fire axe in his hand, and his body was surrounded by faint, flowing fire shadows, making him appear tall and imposing, giving people a sense that no one dared to look him in the eye.

Zuan was secretly alarmed. This person was incredibly strong. Although they were far apart, the sense of oppression was almost tangible.

At this moment, the group of people also spotted Zu'an and his companions, and their expressions changed drastically: "There are still living people here!"

“They are not the Shouyang Shaman.”

"Could he be the murderer?"

...

Hearing their discussion, Zu An's eyelids twitched. This scene seemed familiar; the last time he was in the Chang clan, he was also misunderstood by Xing Tian and Kua Fu.

To avoid any trouble, he quickly said, "We just arrived here and found that they all died mysteriously. May I ask your names?"

The timing of their appearance here is too coincidental. Could it be that the murderer is crying wolf?

"Words are no proof. Capture him first, then interrogate him slowly." The red-clad leader sneered, and with a command, several golden-armored warriors under his command rushed towards Zu An.

Zuan: "..."

The Mermaid Queen was also somewhat annoyed, and directly activated the Deep Sea Harp, causing the golden-armored warriors to involuntarily attack each other.

Zuan secretly admired her. In terms of cultivation alone, none of these golden-armored warriors were inferior to her. In a head-on confrontation, she would most likely be no match for them. However, she possessed powerful control and support skills, making this chaotic battle more suitable for her to utilize.

Seeing his warriors fighting amongst themselves like clowns, the red-robed man's eyelids twitched, and he roared, "Child's play!"

His voice was like a thunderclap, and the golden-armored warriors finally came to their senses. Realizing they had just been tricked, they were all enraged and charged towards the mermaid queen.

"Stop!" The Goddess of Wushan waved her hand, and wisps of cloud restrained the golden-armored warriors. "How could you attack and injure people without asking any questions? Are you the real culprits, trying to silence them?"

"How dare you speak to me like that!" The red-robed man was furious. He slammed his bronze fire axe into the ground, and two huge fire dragons roared and pounced on her.

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