Chapter 104 is over, take a break
Very good, Junior Sister has even helped to think of the most perfect “alibi” and “accidental explanation”.
Murong Jue's death will be completely defined as a poor victim who was unfortunately caught up in the volcanic eruption and space turbulence.
Xuanyin Sect?
Haha, it's like a dumb person eating bitter herbs, unable to express his pain.
After all, people outside are already investigating the cause of Murong Jue's death.
At the exit of the secret realm, light is flowing.
The figures of the Qingling Sect appeared.
Leading the group was none other than the eldest sister Nan Ningxia, who had a calm and dignified look.
Behind him, Li Xiaoran, Nangong Wentian and others walked out one after another. Each of them had a calm aura and there was no sign of anything unusual.
Xiaobai was held in Yan Jinjin's arms. He still looked innocent and cute, with his big black eyes looking around curiously.
In the crowd, a pretty and lively female disciple named Shui Huanhuan stepped forward.
In her hands she held a newly completed animal skin map, the edges of which seemed to still have a hint of burning energy.
Shui Huanhuan had a look of "still in shock" on her face. When she arrived at the meeting place for the disciples of the Xiuxian Alliance, she tried to keep her voice steady:
“This is the topographic map we just drew just in case when we passed through the volcanic area. It originally had black fog and forests, but something unexpected happened and we didn’t have time to draw it.
That’s all we got on our first day.”
Her words attracted the attention of all the elders and disciples from various sects who were waiting there.
Next to her, another beautiful female disciple, Shen Yuyan, who had been observing quietly, "happened" to approach at the right time.
Her eyes "inadvertently" swept across the red lava area that was highlighted on the map.
Suddenly, Shen Yuyan let out a short and suppressed cry, and her slender jade finger pointed fiercely at a tiny dot on the map.
"Huh? Look! What is that? Junior sister, did you draw the map seriously?"
Her voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for people nearby to hear clearly.
"It seems like, it seems like half of a jade pendant? Floating on the magma?"
Shen Yuyan’s tone was full of “incredible” and “horrified”.
Although the map was drawn, the details were accurately drawn. On the surface of the churning virtual magma, there was indeed a vague outline of a half-remaining jade pendant with an ancient style.
In an instant, all eyes were focused on the animal skin map.
A white-bearded elder from the Immortal Cultivation Alliance frowned, took a step forward and took the map.
He carefully studied the outline of the jade pendant and compared it with certain information in his memory.
"The style of this jade pendant." The elder pondered, a gleam in his eyes.
"It's the jade pendant that identifies Murong Jue, an inner sect disciple of Xuanyin Sect." Someone with broad knowledge in the crowd immediately exclaimed.
As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar at the scene.
The white-bearded elder nodded slowly, his face solemn, his tone filled with a hint of "regret" and "determination":
"It seems that Murong Jue wants to take advantage of the volcanic eruption and the unstable space to go deep into it and covet the opportunity of the ancient formation that may exist in the legend."
"It's a pity that people are greedy and never stop trying."
"He must have triggered some powerful restriction deep in the secret realm, causing a more violent energy backlash, which is why he was swallowed by the volcano and space turbulence, leaving no trace of his body."
"It's lucky that the incomplete mark of his jade pendant can be found on this map."
This inference is well-founded and perfectly explains Murong Jue's disappearance and "death".
After all, there are countless monks who died in the secret realm because of their greed for opportunities.
In the corner of the crowd, Nan Ningxia, the eldest senior sister of Qingling Sect, was standing there in a white dress as white as snow, with an indifferent expression, as if all this had nothing to do with her.
Many people nodded secretly. They remembered clearly that during the time when the volcano erupted, Fairy Nan was in the public area at the other end of the secret realm, discussing and discussing Taoism with several geniuses from other sects. There was both witnesses and evidence.
Her alibi was as solid as a rock.
In the future, even if the Xuanyin Sect wants to use her and Murong Jue to cause trouble, they will not be able to find trouble with Nan Ningxia.
As for that possible, real incomplete jade pendant?
Oh.
When all the monks leave this secret realm, the rule for the exit is that they must personally crush the jade token of teleportation as a token before they can teleport out.
This is both the key to leaving and a default rule that erases many unspeakable traces in the secret realm.
Naturally, Murong Jue's teleportation jade token also remained forever in the empty space turbulence and hot magma along with his "accidental death".
Even the last possible physical evidence was completely destroyed by the rules of this secret realm.
The Xuanyin Sect is destined to suffer this loss in silence.
And just at that moment, the elder of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance made the final judgment after carefully examining the contents of the photo.
The distant Tianling City.
Deep in a quiet and secluded courtyard guarded by numerous restrictions.
In the secret room, a handsome but pale man was sitting cross-legged.
There was a faint and strange black aura lingering around him, and it was obvious that he was undergoing some critical body reshaping or healing process.
It was Murong Jue's father, the mysterious Murong Xiao.
Sudden.
Murong Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, and his deep eyes were instantly filled with horror and pain.
His handsome face suddenly distorted, as if he was suffering from unimaginable pain.
"Pfft... my son."
A mouthful of dark and smelly blood spurted out of his mouth without any warning, splashing onto the floor in front of him, making a sizzling corrosive sound.
His heart seemed to be grasped and torn apart by an invisible hand!
That was the mother-child heart-linking Gu that he had quietly planted deep in his son Murong Jue's soul many years ago!
When one prospers, all prosper; when one suffers, all suffer.
There is only one possibility for the insect to attack violently.
Jue'er, dead?
Completely and totally, the soul was destroyed.
“Ahhhh!”
Murong Xiao's eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot, like a ghost.
The overwhelming hatred and cold murderous intent exploded like a substance, almost breaking through the numerous restrictions of the secret room!
"Who is it? Who killed my son?
He raised his head suddenly, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the endless void, staring fixedly in a certain direction.
Although he didn't know the specific murderer, he had a strong intuition.
"The kid named Xiaobai from Qingling Sect, and Nan Ningxia."
"No matter what means you use, I, Murong Xiao, will not be a human being if I don't avenge you!!!"
The eerie and resentful roar echoed wildly in the secret room, with a determination to fight to the death.
A new storm is quietly brewing.
Except for "Nangong Wentian who was injured" from Xiaobai's sect, the rest were fine. Many disciples from other sects and independent cultivators were either injured or could not come back.
The secret realm competition lasts for seven days, and you can withdraw during the competition and get a new jade token at that time.
Two-thirds of them returned on the first day, and the remaining one-third were unwilling to waste the opportunity.
Xiaobai and a few others started to rest for a day. After all, there was no rush as they had seven days.
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