Chapter 851: My Love Kong Sang

At the end of the log bridge, there was a burial mound.

"Could the remains of Demon God Taiyi be here?"

Leng Yue asked, puzzled.

"You're foolish!" Han Xing rolled an eye at Leng Yue. "A prodigy as dazzling as Demon God Taiyi, if he fell, he would certainly leave no corpse."

A strong one whose power has reached a certain realm has already merged with this world; once he falls, his life flame is extinguished and he vanishes between heaven and earth.

"Perhaps it's a clothing and crown tomb," Leng Yue continued to speculate.

Although the chance is slim, the possibility cannot be ruled out.

A clothing and crown tomb is small, and compared with the massive Demon God Relic, it is almost negligible.

However, a burial mound within the Demon God Relic could not be an ordinary one.

Having come down from the log bridge, we approached the burial mound.

A thick layer of ash covered the tombstone.

The desolation and bleakness made one involuntarily feel sorrow.

"Life is a reverse journey; I am but a traveler,"

Even one as mighty as Demon God Taiyi has a day of falling and vanishing, let alone ordinary people like them.

"The person buried here must be very important to Demon God Taiyi, right?"

Hong Wu's eyes reddened as she sighed.

If he were not important, how could Demon God Taiyi permit this person to be interred in his divine tomb?

"It's merely a clothing and crown tomb."

Xuan Yuan Luo said gravely.

Everyone's gaze turned to him, feeling great surprise.

"Xuan Yuan Luo, you say this is a clothing and crown tomb; how do you know?"

Xuan Yuan Luo paused briefly, looked at Ye Qingran, and explained: "Among the Xuan Yuan Clan, some who die in battle leave no body; we then erect a clothing and crown tomb for them. This burial mound is no different from the ones I have seen before."

After hearing Xuan Yuan Luo's explanation, everyone slowly nodded, wholeheartedly agreeing with him.

Ye Qingran surveyed the clothing and crown tomb, walked over, crouched, and swept her slender jade-like fingers across the tombstone, brushing away the dust to reveal the black stone beneath.

Suddenly, a flash of light streaked across the tombstone, and a few characters appeared on it.

"My Love Kong Sang's Tomb."

When Ye Qingran and her companions saw those words, they were stunned in place.

My Love...

Kong Sang...

They recognized each word, but when combined, it seemed unfamiliar to them.

This is Demon God Taiyi's divine tomb relic, so the inscription on the tombstone must have been carved by him.

He addressed the Emperor Kong Sang as 'My Love'!

Xia Zhimeng and the others covered their mouths.

Who could have imagined that the ancient Demon Race god deeply loved the dazzling Emperor Kong Sang!

Historical records about Demon God Taiyi are scarce, but from any angle, he is aloof, cold-hearted, even cold-blooded.

It turns out Demon God Taiyi does understand love; he gave all his love to a single person—Emperor Kong Sang!

Demon God Taiyi, Emperor Kong Sang.

These two dazzled the ancient age, yet never left a beautiful tale for later generations.

"Emperor Kong Sang fell before Demon God Taiyi; he must have been in terrible anguish, right?"

The annals record that Demon God Taiyi once had jet-black hair, but for a time his dark strands turned snow-white, perhaps upon learning of Emperor Kong Sang's fall.

"Come over and see!"

Feng Xianyin's voice came from behind the clothing and crown tomb.

Ye Qingran and her party walked around the clothing and crown tomb to its rear.

"Look, the spider lilies!"

Behind the tomb, a vast patch of pure black spider lilies grew, looking both mysterious and bewitchingly beautiful.

"The flower blooms for three thousand years, falls for three thousand years, and its leaves never meet. This spider lily is not an auspicious thing; I wonder why Demon God Taiyi would plant it here."

Feng Xianyin shook her head lightly, indicating she did not understand.

If Demon God Taiyi truly loved Emperor Kong Sang, he should not have planted spider lilies beside her clothing and crown tomb; it is inauspicious and a curse.

Ye Qingran reached out, trying to pick a spider lily, but Feng Xianyin stopped her: "Be careful, this thing is highly poisonous!"

"No problem," Ye Qingran shook her head at Feng Xianyin. She naturally knew the spider lily was toxic, yet she was unafraid.

A spider lily fell into Ye Qingran's hand; the clash of white and black was shocking to the eyes.

Ye Qingran infused Mysterious Force into the flower's petals; the spider lily instantly turned into a cloud of black powder, writing eight characters in the void.

"Do not walk the Six Paths, do not enter reincarnation."

"Madam, what does this mean?"

Fu San Yi wore a puzzled expression.

Ye Qingran did not answer Fu San directly, but turned to look at the six floating bridges behind her.

Could these six floating bridges represent the Six Paths?

The Six Paths of reincarnation are the process every life must undergo after death; Demon God Taiyi says he will not walk the Six Paths, will not enter reincarnation?

Then which road will he take?

Ye Qingran's gaze shifted to the log bridge.

Compared to the bridge of the Six Realms, it is narrow and rugged, even prone to collapse at any moment.

Yet it leads to Kong Sang Da Di!

Is this the choice of Demon God Taiyi?

Fu San and the others were all clever; as Ye Qingran's gaze fell upon them, gradually they began to understand something.

"Back then, Kong Sang Da Di was clearly a dazzling prodigy, a solitary ruler of antiquity—why did he die so young? The seventh path chosen by Demon God Taiyi, transcending reincarnation—where did it go, and what did it experience?"

Ye Qingran asked herself in her heart.

For some reason, although these two were far from her, she wanted to know.

In her heart, a voice called, urging her to uncover the truth.

At that moment, a treacherous laugh rang out.

"Hahaha, Fu Hanxiu, long time no see!"

Ye Qingran and the others instantly felt as if facing a great enemy, their faces changing dramatically.

As the words fell, several figures descended, landing before Ye Qingran and the others.

There were five newcomers in total, all clad in white robes, appearing ethereal, but not so.

"Luo Dongyu!"

Fu Er and Fu San, seeing the arrivals, tensed, yet instinctively stepped in front of Ye Qingran and Fu Hanxiu, their expressions extremely solemn!

Though Ye Qingran had never seen these people, a single glance let her guess their identities!

If she was not mistaken, these five were people of Wuji Hall!

The leader was Wu Ji Dian Hall Master Luo Dongyu, and the four behind him were his four guardians. The previous guardian Bai Bing had been slain by Fu Hanxiu, so the Hall Master evidently promoted a newcomer to fill the vacancy.

"Fu Er, Fu San, where is Your Majesty?"

Luo Dongyu resembled Luo Qingcheng in some ways, but Luo Dongyu was slender and thin, his face gaunt, skin sickly white, and his smile resembled a tiger's grin.

Fu Er and Fu San knit their brows, how could they not know that Luo Dongyu was asking knowingly?

Since he appeared here with the four great guardians, it was clear he had heard of Your Majesty being pierced by the Soul-Quelling Nail.

As for how he learned it, beyond Lady Lan, who else could it be?

Luo Dongyu's smile deepened.

Upon hearing that Fu Hanxiu had been struck by the Lan family's Soul-Quelling Nail on Tongtian Road, he rushed to Mo Yuan, seeing this as the perfect chance to eliminate Fu Hanxiu and claim the peak of the hunt; missing it would mean losing the opportunity, so today he would surely kill Fu Hanxiu!

Skipping over Fu Er and Fu San, Luo Dongyu looked at the five‑year‑old boy in Ye Qingran's arms, raised his eyebrows and said, "Tsk tsk, the great Emperor Sovereign of the hunt's peak has turned into this—truly a pity."