Chapter 399: Who Directed This Scene? (Third Update)

It was not just Cang Hai; at this moment, almost everyone was on the verge of despair.

The speed of that blade was too fast, and the Crown Prince was too far away from them.

The person who struck was extremely ruthless, having shown not the slightest flaw beforehand, remaining hidden until the very last instant.

Moreover, the timing chosen was extremely precise, at the very moment when everyone had relaxed.

If Cang Hai had not already been careless once before and focused all his attention on sensing his surroundings this time, he would not have been able to discover it in advance.

However, even so, he was still blocked by the others.

Falling short at the final hurdle!!!

Whoosh—

Fortunately, at the final moment when the Crown Prince was about to perish, a black shadow suddenly appeared beside him.

It was He Shou!

The usually unassuming True Person He revealed astonishing strength this time.

Relying on a miraculous escape technique, he appeared out of thin air, the horsetail whisk in his hand surged, wrapping around the Crown Prince's body, and he raised his hand to deflect the blade!

Clang!

The blade, discovering that the strike had failed, did not linger in the slightest and immediately escaped into the void, disappearing from sight.

"Good!!!"

Seeing this scene, who knows how many people breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thanks to the True Person's intervention, otherwise the Crown Prince would have been in grave danger this time!"

"True Person He is truly worthy of being a master; this escape technique is simply god-like!"

However, the face of the hero, He Shou, showed no signs of a smile at this moment; instead, his complexion was ashen.

And within his horsetail whisk, the Crown Prince, who had been like a scorching sun not long ago, was now silently hanging his head, with fresh blood dripping from between his brows.

!!!

"This, could it be..."

Is the Crown Prince's injury very severe?

The next moment, He Shou's words gave them the answer.

"The Crown Prince's Divine Soul has been injured; it is a matter of life and death! I am going to take the Crown Prince to heal immediately! You go and catch the culprit!!!"

He Shou tore open a spatial rift, took Ren Yidao inside, and then quickly sealed it.

His figure disappeared, leaving only a furious low roar in everyone's hearts:

"The culprit must be nearby; do not let him get away!"

Right!

The culprit!

Who was it that launched the assassination attempt?

To actually want to erase the hope of our Demon Race!!!

This matter cannot be tolerated.

However, He Shou mentioned... nearby?

The implication revealed by this sentence, as well as He Shou's actions in not letting others follow, seemed to point to a fact that no one wanted to admit.

The murderer...

Is right within the Demon Race!!!

"Hmph!!!"

Cang Hai shook off the various spells wrapped around him, scanned the area with fierce eyes, and snorted in anger.

No one dared to provoke him at this time, especially those who had just blocked him; they all remained silent.

Their current position was very awkward.

They had thought Cang Hai was acting foolishly, but they had not expected that they had almost become accomplices to the murderer.

The crowd was silent, silently scanning the others.

At this moment, anyone could be the murderer.

And, in their hearts, there was another question they dared not voice.

Why?

Just now... why did the Demon Emperor not intervene?

Why did she just watch as the Crown Prince encountered danger?

At the same moment, deep underground in Demon Emperor City, within the body of the Phoenix Demon God.

A somewhat illusory fox head suddenly emerged from the Phoenix Demon God's massive heart.

Compared to the huge heart, the tiny white fox, which was less than one-thousandth its size, appeared completely inconspicuous.

But what the Great Demons searching for the murderer did not know was that, in fact, it was the true reason for triggering the Phoenix Demon God's heartbeat.

The tiny white fox stuck out its tongue, panting with effort, and lay on its back on the heart, exhausted.

"Ha, ha... almost failed."

"As expected, is this still too much of a stretch?"

This illusory white fox was the Demon God Remnant Soul that had just acquired the name Ren Huan.

While Ren Yidao was attracting the attention of others, it had quietly snuck into the Phoenix Demon God's body to stimulate the heart to beat once.

The plan was originally for it to beat three times, but in the end, it had only barely succeeded once before it had no strength left.

"Therefore, this also proves that I am not you... this is not my body."

Ren Huan felt some regret, but was not overly disappointed, and instead asked:

"Do you know me?"

Ren Huan did not hear an answer; He had not expected anyone to answer Him anyway, He was merely talking to Himself.

"Phoenix, my situation seems to be a bit better than yours; I can still think independently for now... though that is not certain, at least you still have a complete physical body."

"But it doesn't matter, I have a new body now too!"

After lying there for a while, Ren Huan recovered some energy, flipped over, and stood on the heart, shaking the snow-white fur all over His body vigorously.

"Look! Not bad, right!"

Because He had absorbed fifteen percent of the medicinal power of the Mending Heaven Pill, He had successfully gained His own flesh and blood.

Of course, the flesh and blood were not created out of thin air, but were taken from Ren Yidao's body as materials.

Essence blood, flesh, bone fragments, strands of hair...

It is no exaggeration to say that ninety-nine percent of Ren Huan's current physical body comes from Ren Yidao; only the Divine Soul is His own.

In a certain sense, He really should share the same surname as Ren Yidao.

After showing off to the air for a while, Ren Huan's excitement gradually subsided.

"Still no response? It seems your condition is even worse than I thought."

"Then I'm leaving."

He leaped lightly off the heart, stepped into mid-air, and jumped upward.

"I don't know who I am right now, nor do I remember if I ever had any friendship with you... but that is not important."

But just before leaving, He stopped His steps and said slowly:

"Since we have both fallen to this state, why bother with the past?"

"Fellow Daoist, I am leaving; I wish you a speedy recovery."

"May we have a day to meet again; when that day comes, what relationship we have will naturally be revealed!"

After leaving this message, Ren Huan did not linger and quickly shuttled away.

And as He left, He was still silently pondering in His heart:

"Who... exactly am I?"

……

……

Demon Imperial Palace.

Huang Huang's expression was quite indescribable.

After all, not everyone can chat and laugh after seeing a hole opened in someone else's forehead...

And the victim of the assassination attempt was currently touching the large hole in His own forehead with a look of delight.

"Hey! This really is a 'brain-hole' wide open."

"Joy!"

And the Crown Prince Ren Yidao, who had become the center of the storm and was dying from heavy injuries, was currently standing leisurely inside the Demon Imperial Palace.

And He Shou, who had performed the meritorious service of saving the sovereign, had already merged into his body, and the murder weapon, the Breaking Defense Blade, had been put away accordingly.

At this point, the cast of the entire play had become completely clear.

Victim—Ren Yidao.

Culprit—Ren Yidao.

Murder weapon—Ren Yidao's short sword.

Good Samaritan—He Shou (Ren Yidao).

The scene just now was precisely a brilliant one-man show.

Ren Yidao tilted his head, looked at Huang Huang, who had a strange expression on the throne, and smiled easily.

He said.

"Sister."

"I am leaving."