Wen Jingge didn't dwell on why Ling Yi was able to see the person before her in the dark; she led the others to chase after them.
If she can see it, it means she's heading in the right direction.
The rest is up to her to investigate; as for the result…
She stared at the crack above her head.
The killing has already begun; her arrival is to test the fifteenth.
"Where did you see that? Are you sure it was Yuan Qingling?"
"Although I haven't spent much time with Senior Brother Yuan, I recognize him. He's always with the Golden Crow. I saw..."
"Golden Crow?"
"No, I saw black feathers growing on his body, but he was humanoid."
"Heh." Wen Jingge sneered.
Are we all in our positions now?
Although she had long known that her disciples were all extraordinary, Yuan Qingling had always been relegated to a supporting role, even less noticeable than Ling Yi. She had always been thinking about the Golden Crow beside Yuan Qingling, but never about him.
"The three-legged golden crow is extremely rare. When it landed on Slaughter, it was very weak, just like that fire phoenix. It just so happens to like to absorb the baleful aura on Slaughter's body, and it lives on the baleful aura."
"Master, what are you chanting? I can't hear you, your voice is so soft."
"What did you see?" Wen Jingge asked him.
"I saw many people ahead, no, they shouldn't be people, they had horns on their heads."
"A black robe?"
"Yes, there is an altar, and these horned people seem to be performing some kind of ritual. Master, can you hear me? I feel like I can't hear you."
"I can't hear you anymore." Wen Jingge looked at the small hand she was holding. The person was right next to her, and should have seen the same scene.
Why are they able to see different scenes?
Who exactly is Ling Yi?
And who is stopping her from finding the truth?
"Master, I saw it, there's someone on the altar." Ling Yi tugged at her hand. "That person..."
"It's me?" A crack appeared on Wen Jingge's frozen face. The answer was easy to come up with.
Because Wen Xueshan called her "ancestor" while killing her, when her memories returned, she felt like she was in a coffin, but it was later confirmed that it was not a coffin but an old man.
Trees don't exist in this world.
It's very similar to the Fusang tree with its memory of killing, and killing is a derivative of the Fusang tree, so Wen Xueshan calling her ancestor wasn't wrong.
But why is Yuki-onna (Snow Woman) a white wisteria?
Why did the phoenix appear beside the snow woman?
And why was Bai Teng carried out of the Dead Zone back then?
When she left Qingqiu Lake, she deliberately cut off a piece of her arm and buried it next to the Fusang tree to prevent the heavenly Qi Yun from seeing her. If she hadn't met Lu Wei, the reincarnation of a monkey, she wouldn't have revealed her identity.
If she is the killer, then shouldn't the baby look like her?
Why does it look like a snow woman?
Shirafuji and Yuki-onna were bound by fate; Yuki-onna died, Shirafuji fell ill, but she remained unharmed.
"Did you see me, or your Uncle-Master Bai Teng?"
“It’s Master.” Ling Yi stammered, looking at the person in front of the altar. The person’s face was covered with patterns, and behind him was an old man with even more tattoos.
The old man muttered something in the young man's ear, and then the people with horns on their heads dispersed and surrounded the altar.
"That looks like... no, that one without horns looks like the Golden Crow."
"Um?"
"Yes, it's a golden crow that has taken human form. The golden crow doesn't have wings, but..."
"But what?" Wen Jingge pressed.
"The Golden Crow now has the face of that little priest. The master lying on the altar looks like he's dead. The little senior brother with wings cut off his own wings and threw them onto the altar."
"And then?" Wen Jingge asked gently, trying to soothe him, hearing the fear in his voice. "What happened next?"
"Then they hummed words I couldn't understand, but those people with horns on their heads, people with horns, there was one..."
"Um?"
"It looks so familiar, but I can't remember it. I think he saw me and even smiled at me."
Wen Jingge realized why she couldn't see anymore.
Because she was likely already dead by then.
The one on the altar might be the real her, and as for the Snow Woman and the White Vine, they might truly be the ones praying for good fortune.
Because she had died once, the subsequent execution of the plan was no longer smooth, allowing Qi Yun to take advantage of the loophole and appear in the place of slaughter and resurrection.
As for the killings, they were mostly due to the use of the backup plan left by Qi Yun, which was the Qi Yun who was defeated by that bone fragment. This is why Qi Yun had to be born in Qingqiu Lake.
I wonder if the fortune teller has already foreseen everything.
This is a game we're destined to lose.
He chose Wen Jingge as the leader of the Xuan Yun Sect, and whether she engages in killing or praying for good fortune, it will affect the fate of this world.
Killing is due to one's nature, and one's nature is not inherently bad; praying for good fortune has a stable foundation, but its essence is wicked.
It was at this moment that Wen Jingge realized that although the stakes between the Secret Sect and Qinghe Mountain seemed huge, the stakes placed by the Xuanyun Sect were actually even greater!
"They're all a bunch of pedantic lunatics!" Wen Jingge sighed, squatted down, and patted Ling Yi's face.
The child was still gazing at his former self, a self that only he could see. Wen Jinge couldn't see it, but he could see the reflection of that person in his eyes, and a strange sense of familiarity rose in his heart.
"Another familiar stranger." She patted Ling Yi's head helplessly. "You must never be as silly as them in the future!"
"Master... I don't understand what you're saying."
Although Ling Yi said this, he had a strange feeling in his heart, as if he had done such a thing before.
"Master, let's go back!"
"Look at your junior brother again, where is he? Point him out to Master!"
Wen Jingge squatted in front of him. Ling Yi couldn't see him, but he could see those phantoms.
"Just ahead, the junior brother's wings are gone, the person with horns on his head is left behind, and the young priest is also left behind."
Ling Yi looked at the phantom, and Wen Jingge looked at the phantom through his eyes.
She had seen horns on their heads when she received part of Qi Yun's memories. It was when the last Soul Clan was wiped out that the first people to set foot on that land were people with horns on their heads.
Can you hear them talking?
"I can hear it, but I can't understand it."
Ling Yi was very troubled. Unlike his two senior brothers, he did not have good cultivation. After Wen Jinge fell into a coma, Fan Zifan asked him if he wanted to stay, because he was the kind of oddball who had no talent for cultivation at all.
Now that he finally has a chance to use his skills, he really wants to help Wen Jingge.
"That priest, I don't know what he chanted, put the wings that my junior brother had taken down into his own body."
"Hmm." Wen Jingge saw this brutal side.
"The junior brother turned into a crow, a blood-soaked crow. A white hand reached out; it also had feathers, it was a phoenix, and the phoenix turned him back into a human."
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