Li Lingge's pupils suddenly contracted. The four words "Li Family Ancestor" were like an ice-cold sword, instantly piercing through all his defenses.
His fingers trembled slightly, and the star-shaped sword shadow flickered in his palm, as if it would explode out of control at any time.
How would she know?
How much does she know?
The death of Lord Siming is Li Lingge's biggest secret.
Since the Yueying Sect was shrouded in the Mirage Dragon Formation, the death of Lord Siming should not be known to outsiders.
But now think about it, both the Sword Sect and the Temple of the Gods know about Wei Xiang's existence, so it won't be difficult to trace him back to him.
If you want to blame someone, blame him for being too soft-hearted. He should have wiped out the Sword Sect and the Temple of the Gods before leaving, and made all those who knew about it disappear.
Now Du Ning not only knew that the death of Lord Sima Ming was related to him, he even knew clearly that he used the Mirage Dragon Formation!
Li Lingge's breathing stagnated slightly, but he soon regained his composure.
He raised his eyes and looked directly into Du Ning's eyes, his voice low and cold.
"Palace Master Du's investigation is truly thorough."
Du Ning raised the corners of his lips slightly, and his tone was lazily.
"Under the laws of heaven, there aren't many things I can hide from you, and certainly there aren't many things I can hide from the Purple Sky God Emperor."
She paused, her eyes moving, as if smiling.
"Especially someone as special as you."
"Then why are you telling me all this?" Li Lingge's eyes darkened, "Instead of reporting me to the Divine Court?"
Du Ning tilted her head slightly, and the tassels of the purple jade hairpin swayed gently, reflecting her bottomless eyes.
"Because, I want to make a deal with you."
"trade?"
"I can help you completely erase all traces of Lord Siming's death." Du Ning's voice suddenly became very soft, with a barely perceptible hint of temptation. "All I need is a promise from you."
She lightly stroked with her fingertips, and a wisp of purple air wrapped around him, spreading out as thin lines around Li Lingge.
Li Lingge stared at the thin lines, his heart filled with shock. These were the cause and effect lines in his body!
Du Ning looked at his slightly changed expression and smiled even more deeply.
"how?"
Li Lingge was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke.
"What promises do you want?"
Du Ning's voice suddenly lost its laziness, and each word was trembling with the unique Taoist rhyme of the Divine Lord realm.
"If you ever change the world."
As the wide sleeves fluttered, thousands of stars suddenly collapsed into a brilliant galaxy.
Du Ning's figure rose infinitely at the end of the Milky Way, and his purple gold palace attire transformed into a sky-covering Dharma image.
"I want the Divine Court to be free of shackles."
This sentence triggered the response of the Heavenly Dao, and the void suddenly cracked into countless fine golden lines.
Li Lingge saw densely packed ancient contracts emerging from those golden patterns, which were the oaths to heaven and earth that bound the masters of Ziyun Palace for generations.
At this moment, his heart was in turmoil. Who would have thought that the seemingly high and mighty Palace Master of Ziyun Palace was actually just a puppet.
"What makes you think I can?"
Suddenly, the sound of shattering glass could be heard from the frozen starry sky. Du Ning's Dharma image began to crack inch by inch, revealing her true face. A hideous golden chain mark between her eyebrows was burning her soul.
"Because the God Slayer chose you five million years ago." She placed her fingertips between her brows, and the chain mark emitted a sharp clanging sound. "Because you can make the Purple Sky God Emperor regard you as the greatest threat."
Du Ning's figure began to fade, and the golden pattern of the Heavenly Dao had spread to her ankles.
Before dissipating, she cast a purple mark into Li Lingge's sea of consciousness.
"Bring it to the forbidden area at midnight." The voice was already as ethereal as smoke, "You will see the true divine prison."
Li Lingge suddenly opened his eyes, only to see clouds and mist surrounding the Wudao Square, obscuring the view of everyone outside.
Although he had left the state of enlightenment and returned to reality, he could confirm that what he had just seen was not the environment, because there was still that purple mark in his sea of consciousness.
That was the key to the Ziyun Forbidden Land, and also the ultimatum Du Ning gave him.
Du Ning, who was pouring tea on the high platform, had a slight tremor in his wrist, and the scalding hot tea splashed on the back of his snow-white hand.
She brushed off the water droplets as if nothing had happened and looked up at the field.
Little Li Lingge, grasp it!
As long as Li Lingge comes to the forbidden area to see him at midnight, he will never be able to leave Ziyun Palace again.
Everything was developing in the direction she expected, but the next moment something unexpected happened!
"ah--"
Along with the sound of brocade being torn, Bai Lingxuan's scream was heard in the square.
Because the Enlightenment Monument was spewing out Taoist mist, everyone was unable to use their spiritual sense to detect what was happening in the square.
"What the hell is going on?!"
"This seems to be the voice of the Saint of Ziyun Palace!"
"Is he possessed like Chen Qiuguan?"
Fengjiu suddenly felt a sense of unease in her heart. She felt that things were not that simple, and as expected, an accident had occurred.
"Du Ning, what on earth is going on?!"
There was also a hint of doubt in Du Ning's eyes. When she just entered the Enlightenment Monument, Li Lingge had already received the inheritance. Why didn't the strange phenomenon disappear?
"Li Lingge's comprehension of the Purple Sky Divine Emperor's inheritance caused such a strange phenomenon. How should I know what's going on?"
When the last wisp of fog dissipated, the scene on the field made everyone hold their breath.
Bai Lingxuan knelt on the ground, her originally flowing emerald mist skirt was now extremely disheveled, with a tear several feet long on the side of the skirt.
The green gauze satin flowed down from the waist like spring water cut by a sharp blade, revealing a large area of creamy skin.
Bai Lingxuan covered her chest with one hand and clutched the torn hem of her skirt with the other.
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