Chapter 335: The Ahoge Little Taoist Master Also Got Stronger Today 30

Jin Chen gave the final explanation.

"This tomb palace, I suspect, began using Luo Sheng's soul after he died and became a ghost, lodging his three-lifetime soul here, gradually setting up this place as an excellent burial sacrifice formation."

"In this lifetime, the formation has already succeeded, so he summoned you from the Underworld, prepared a spiritual body for you to restore your power, then brought you here, using the Ghost King's sacrifice to activate this formation, to resurrect the soul of Gong Sun Jue, which he hid in the Main Tomb Palace and prevented from entering reincarnation."

Hearing this, everyone felt a chill down their spine.

An Wuyang now looks at Luo Sheng and finds him terrifying.

Just to revive a ghost dead for over three hundred years, he schemed against so many innocent living people, even dragging a Ghost King into his plot.

Fu Xizhou was even more incredulous.

He suddenly thought of something, staggered forward, and grabbed Luo Sheng's arm with a strong grip.

"Wait, go easy on him." Cheng Cinian's mouth twitched. "This isn't his body."

Perhaps because of his earlier reaction, he felt Fu Xizhou could be communicated with properly, and Cheng Cinian did not avoid mentioning this.

Fu Xizhou really loosened his grip a bit, but his tone remained obsessively terrifying.

"I need an explanation—was my death, the massacre of the manor, all your doing?"

Upon mentioning this, Fu Xizhou seemed to return to the dark times of the past.

Back then he naively thought that, although everything could not return to the past, at least Luo Sheng would stay by his side; but now thinking about it, it's full of doubts…

His emotions grew increasingly agitated.

"Speak up! Speak! You've always been Gong Sun Jue's person, haven't you! From the start, you came to the manor with a purpose, didn't you!"

"Speak up!!"

Fu Xizhou almost roared out loud, tears streaming uncontrollably.

"Nearly three hundred lives in the manor, my parents' lives—were they all designed and killed by you! Isn't that so!"

"Let go… let go of me!"

Luo Sheng could bear it no longer, broke free of the soft bonds restraining him and his arm, no longer hiding his strength, and ran a few steps backward.

In his peripheral vision he saw An Wuyang collapsed unconscious on the ground, silently cursing a useless thing, standing opposed to Fu Xizhou, and his whole body actually emanated a ghostly aura heavier than his.

"Yes, everything Jin Chen said is correct; I arranged all this, I just wanted you to die in this formation to resurrect Gong Sun Jue. You guessed right—when I was thirteen and entered the manor, my sole mission was to assist the Young Master Gong Sun in slaughtering everyone in your manor!"

Luo Sheng openly showed the joy and smile on his face, laughing happily, "It's your own stupidity; I warned you—if you gave up letting your father inherit the former emperor's throne, your manor could peacefully remain a leisurely prince, but you insisted on lofty ambitions, wanting to strive for the world's people."

Fu Xizhou shook his head, grief-stricken, "As I told you, Gong Sun Jue's goal was never the throne, but to control all imperial people, using the true dragon's aura to die in his formation, turning everyone in the imperial city into his puppets!"

"I don't care!" Luo Sheng glared fiercely at the man before him, "Of course I know what he wants to do; whatever he desires, I will do for him, even if it requires the whole world to be buried with him!"

"So even after hundreds of years, I will still prepare everything for him; once he revives, we can continue his goal."

Everyone present: "……"

An Wuyang couldn't help but interject: "The world hasn't provoked you, thanks."

【Host, it's really strange—the original plot never mentioned Gong Sun Jue's existence later; after entering the tomb, Fu Xizhou came out unharmed, and the only one who died was An Wuyang. Is there a problem with this formation, that it simply cannot be activated?】

Jin Chen glanced at the surrounding stone walls, lowered his head slightly and chuckled lightly.

【You guessed right—this formation is flawed; even a Ghost King's sacrifice cannot activate it.】

Because it lacks a formation eye.

He shoved An Wuyang's extracted soul back inside, kicked him toward Luo Sheng, and said, "You've prepared for three lifetimes, haven't you? Why not test this formation's power?"

"What do you mean?" Luo Sheng stared blankly at the slowly awakening An Wuyang, suddenly feeling something off.

"Isn't this person a deity of the Underworld? How could he be helping me?"

He sensed a trick, yet had never doubted that his own formation was flawed.

"If you don't try, how can you know that your efforts over three lifetimes were in vain?"

Jin Chen lazily held An Wuyang in his arms, facing such a ferocious Luo Sheng, even his expression didn't change.

"Impossible! This formation couldn't have any problem!" Luo Sheng finally understood the implication, his face drastically changed, he grabbed An Wuyang and headed for the Main Tomb Chamber.

The others followed behind, seeing Jin Chen's very calm expression, and thus weren't worried at all.

Only Fu Xizhou followed behind, listless and dispirited, as if he had lost his soul.

An Wuyang glanced over there, let out a soft sigh, "He's so pitiful."

"Being used to this extent, there's really no one else."

"Although Fu Xizhou was used by Luo Sheng, it's true he violated Underworld rules, and it's true he tried to kill you; he still has to return to the Underworld to be locked up."

Jin Chen knew the youth was kind-hearted, and after hearing this, he explained in detail, "However, you can avoid the fate of having your soul scattered and spirit dissipated."

"That's fine too." An Wuyang nodded seriously.

【Villain Blackening Value detected -20, total 20!】

The two's conversation wasn't quiet, so Fu Xizhou walking behind them naturally could hear it.

After hearing it, he looked toward Luo Sheng, who hurriedly stopped in the Main Tomb Chamber, urging An Wuyang to quickly activate the formation, and a hint of hatred flashed in his eyes.

Because the one he loved was not human, it caused the entire manor's upper and lower to die unjustly.

This debt, it's time to repay it.

It's merely that he cannot reincarnate; even if he stayed in the Underworld for another few hundred years like this, with his hatred unresolved, he still couldn't pass the reincarnation path.

"Useless! Why isn't it working!"

In the Main Tomb Chamber, Luo Sheng suddenly screamed, his emotions on the verge of collapse.

He kicked An Wuyang away, cut his palm to draw blood, recited the incantation again; a faint light glowed around Fu Xizhou, but it did not, as Luo Sheng imagined, completely drain his ghostly aura.

"Why……"

Luo Sheng collapsed onto the ground, his hands clutching the gold coffin, dazed and helpless.

Why, after preparing a formation for three hundred years, could it not be opened.

Then what were all his previous efforts for……

Now, it's time to settle accounts.

Jin Chen stepped forward, giving An Meng no chance to speak nonsense, directly extracting the soul and handing it back to the ghost general behind him.

He then slowly looked at Luo Sheng, letting him rise and intend to escape.