Ding Ding——
The sound of bells came from the sky into the execution ground. The middle-aged man at the top shifted his gaze away from Si Wu Li and spoke slowly. His majestic voice was clearly heard by everyone in the field.
"The time has come, bring the Holy Maiden Yingzhao!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the gate of the execution ground opened immediately, and a team of law enforcement members escorted Yingzhao to the execution platform.
After being imprisoned by the clan for ten years, Yingzhao was not at all distraught compared to before, but rather quite calm.
The man at the top looked at them expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice: "Yingzhao, do you know your mistake?"
Yingzhao looked up and saw the condescending middle-aged man. Then she saw the projection of Si Wuli's consciousness on the high stone platform. She laughed madly, "Master, the ancient bloodline of the clan must not be tainted. What have I done wrong?"
"presumptuous!"
A white-haired young man standing under the patriarch's seat suddenly stood up, his face grim as he sternly shouted, "You poisoned the First Saint Son, facing imminent death, and yet you still dare to quibble?!"
"Elder Li, isn't this right?"
The scholar on his left blinked his eyes, a gentle smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "We only heard the First Saint's one-sided story."
He turned and looked at Si Wuli with a smile, "Saint Yingzhao refused to plead guilty, and the Holy Son forbade the Law Enforcement Hall to search Lengzhuhai. The whole story hasn't been clarified yet, but they are eager to execute Saint Yingzhao. Aren't some people too impatient?"
"Si Shuqing!"
Upon hearing this, the white-haired young man suddenly turned around, staring coldly at the middle-aged scholar, and sneered, "It's been ten years since the Saint Son was assassinated. Is this what you call impatience? From what Elder Qing said, the entire Second Clan is siding with Saint Yingzhao?"
"Elder Li misunderstood."
The feminine middle-aged man straightened his sleeves and said slowly, "We in the Second Clan don't have the habit of taking sides, but we all want to get things straight. This matter is the fault of your Law Enforcement Hall. It's really inappropriate to rush to execute Yingzhao before the investigation is complete."
At this point, the feminine middle-aged man stood up and turned back to bow: "Chief, do you agree or disagree?"
The dignified middle-aged man glanced at the feminine middle-aged man and slowly said, "Si Li, the Law Enforcement Hall has been investigating this case for ten years, but they really haven't figured out the whole story?"
The white-haired young man's face tensed slightly. Just as he was about to speak, Si Wuli suddenly chuckled, "Elder Qing, you know what Lengzhuhai is. Why do you continue to embarrass the Law Enforcement Hall?"
Si Shuqing looked at Si Wuli, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes, but on the surface he still wore a respectful smile and replied calmly: "Your Highness the Holy Son..."
"Isn't Elder Qing just trying to find out the whole story?"
Si Wuli interrupted Si Shuqing, completely ignoring his slightly angry expression. He turned to the middle-aged man above him and spoke humbly, "Uncle, the Heartbreaking Poison came in a strange way. I didn't know how I got infected at first, but after ten years of hard thinking, I finally figured it out."
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of many people in the field changed slightly.
"impossible!"
Yingzhao on the execution platform raised his head with his eyes wide open, staring at Si Wuli's face, his heart pounding.
impossible!
Si Wu Li, this madman who only knows how to kill, is just lucky and has been blessed by the ancestral blood. How could he have such a smart mind?
Even if he really had some brains, her plan was flawless at the time, and Si Wu Li could only guess part of it at most. How could he possibly restore all the details?
Amidst the solemn atmosphere, the Ancient Clan leader coughed lightly and said solemnly, "Si Wuli, you should know what kind of occasion we are in today. If you speak nonsense, no one will be able to save you according to the clan rules."
"Uncle, I know what's going on."
Si Wu Li smiled slightly, lowered his eyes and looked down at the elders seated below, "You all know the contents of this case file very well, there is no need for this Saint Son to say more.
You don't believe this, is it simply because you think that with Ying Zhao's talent, you can't hide from this Saint Son's mind and enter the dream of the Wild Wandering God?"
As he spoke, Si Wu Li flipped his hand and a shadow appeared, "Everyone, please take a look."
When Yingzhao saw what was in Si Wuli's hand, her struggling face turned pale in an instant.
He really knew it!
"The sacred branch?" Someone recognized the branch in Si Wuli's hand and exclaimed in surprise.
"This Saint Son is used to making tea with the leaves of the sacred tree."
Si Wu Li flipped the broken branch of the sacred tree in his hand and said, "This branch wasn't cut from the sacred tree itself, but was presented by a cultivator. It contains... a trace of the Nightmare Beast's aura that intertwined with the Holy Firefly's soul."
The tea, mingled with the Nightmare Beast's aura, was drunk by the Wild Wandering God, leading to the story of the dream.
As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar at the execution ground.
"How dare you, Yingzhao! Not only did you attempt to harm the First Holy Son, but you also dared to destroy the sacred tree?"
“It’s absolutely insane!”
"How can you defile the sacred tree..."
Yingzhao slumped on the ground, staring blankly into space, as if Si Wuli's words had taken his soul away.
Si Wu Li smiled faintly, but he wasn't ready to quit. After a lull in the situation, he continued, "The aura of the Nightmare Beast within the branches of this sacred tree is the best evidence I could not have fabricated. Elder Si Li, is there anything else you don't understand?"
Si Li's eyes lost their coldness, and he smiled meaningfully, "The evidence is as solid as a mountain, and the Holy Son is as meticulous as a hair. It's really impressive."
"Elder Si Li actually has a habit of praising this Holy Son?"
Si Wuli seemed not to understand the profound meaning of these words. He laughed heartily, then flicked his sleeves, his expression turning cold. "Since the evidence is complete and the time has come, why don't you execute him?"
Si Li's face darkened for a moment, but he regained his composure in the blink of an eye. He turned back, bowed, and said sternly, "Clan leader, Saint Yingzhao is extremely audacious and deserves the death penalty."
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