l rank, middle rank, high rank, and peak rank. The same applied to combat soldiers and generals. An initial rank high-ranking sea tribe was roughly equivalent to a first-to-second realm ordinary oute...Song Hengjiang watched quietly as 'Zhuang Chengqian' engraved the intricate patterns. The complex lines, like blossoms, bloomed around Song Wanxi.

At this time, Song Wanxi's eyes were slightly closed, and there were two streaks of crimson above her eyebrows. That was the blood from 'Zhuang Chengqian's' heart tip.

He had always known how much his sister loved Zhuang Chengqian.

After becoming a demon, Wanxi had not closed her eyes for two hundred and eighteen years. Was it because she sensed Zhuang Chengqian that she was able to sleep

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Now, this elegant young man, Zhuang Chengqian, seems quite uncomfortable.

He still prefers the appearance of Zhuang Chengqian, who is ugly but generous.

Yes. In his memory, Zhuang Chengqian had both the heroism of a chivalrous man "connecting with five heroes" and the ruthlessness of a general who disregarded life and death.

Zhuang Chengqian was not as magnificent as recorded in the history books of Zhuang Guo, nor as vile as people from Yong Guo said.

He is a complex and multifaceted character.

But for Song Hengjiang, this sworn elder brother,

Regardless of how ruthless Zhuang Chengqian was to others, regardless of how the world evaluated Zhuang Chengqian. At least towards Qingjiang Water Tribe, towards his Song Hengjiang, Zhuang Chengqian had always put on an act.

Just as he said when facing off against Zhuang Gaoxian, Zhuang Chengqian, while he was alive, never came to Qingjiang Water Prefecture with a single soldier or a haughty demeanor. He always treated his younger brother with respect and courtesy, whether as a general or as a ruler.

Song Wanting's death filled him with immense resentment towards Zhuang Chengqian. However, Zhuang Chengqian's grief and madness at the time were not feigned. He even disregarded national stability, killing Gu Yi, who was also his wife, and burying the entire Bai Gu Dao as a burial ground for Song Wanting. In the end, he died gloriously in battle against the Bone God.

He can't say that Zhu Chengqian didn't try his best, didn't atone for his sins.

Sometimes fate can be cruel, and perhaps destiny doesn't allow for things to remain beautiful forever.

"This resembles a water hyacinth." Song Hengjiang watched the formation of the gradually forming array pattern.

In the legends of aquatic creatures, the day when water lilies bloom across the entire surface of the water is the day that all wanderers have reached their final destination.

That is a beautiful vision, displaced aquatic life longing for a place to call home, a river where they can settle and no longer wander.

Zhu Chengqian, of course, knew this legend. He had heard Song Wanxi tell it countless times.

Therefore, his voice was hoarse: "Wanxi will be back soon, we can be reunited..."

No one knows how much of his grief is real and how much is feigned. Perhaps even he himself cannot tell!

But the end of wandering may not be tranquility, it could also be... death.

The pattern has formed completely.

This is a test.

Like a crimson sea of flowers, Song Wanxi with her eyes closed is surrounded by them.

Song Hengjiang slowly crouched down, reaching out to grasp her hand.

Icy and bone-chilling.

He murmured, "Like water lilies blooming all over, I'm back home."

The Qingjiang Water Clan originally did not reside in Qingjiang. It was through a long migration that they arrived here. However, even for Song Hengjiang, the memories of their so-called hometown were incredibly distant.

Only the joyful time when I was young and playing with my sister comes to mind.

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He slowly closed his eyes, his soul leaving his body. Following the secret method described by Zhuang Chengqian, he pushed away the demonic energy and entered Song Wanxi's Sea of Consciousness.

'Zhuang Chengqian' knelt beside him, tears streaming down his face: "Big brother..."

Before completely transforming into a demon, Song Hengjiang left behind his last divine consciousness within the primordial spirit sea of Song Wanxi.

“This is the last time I entrust Xi to you. Please take good care of her…”

"Elder brother..." Zhuang Chengqian cried, tears streaming down his face: "Please rest assured. This time, I..."

His voice was sorrowful, his expression somber.

But his hand was so steady, one covered Song Wanxi's eyes, as if he couldn't bear to let her see the gruesome sight, the other directly sliced across like a knife!

Direct, to the point, ruthless.

Song Hengjiang's soul-separated body was directly beheaded! He fell to the ground in a whirlwind of blood.

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At this time, deep within Song Wanxi's primordial spirit sea, Song Hengjiang, who was undergoing demonic transformation himself, naturally sensed something amiss and surged outward with immense power.

But he slammed into an invisible wall and fell back into the bloody sea of primordial spirit.

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Zhuang Chengqian pressed his seal onto Song Wanxi's brow, stopping Song Hengjiang's resistance.

His current power may not be enough to suppress Song Hengjiang's soul.

But using Song Wanxi's demon body as a prison became a feasible option.

Back then, the three of them explored this ancient demon cave together, each reaping their own rewards. Song Hengjiang later managed to lead Song Wanxi into demonic cultivation, saving her life. Zhuang Chengqian's gains were actually much greater!

It's just that I haven't had many opportunities to show off.

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After cutting off the physical body's support for Song Hengjiang's soul, 'Zhuang Chengqian' stretched out his left hand and suspended it above Song Wanxi's face.

With a light stroke of his right index finger on his left wrist, blood gushed out instantly!

The blood flowed more and more, faster and faster.

It's hard to imagine that a single person could have so much blood flowing, as if it would never run out.

Zheng Chengqian continuously tortured this body's potential, in order to conjure more fresh blood.

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A torrent of blood gushed out, engulfing Song Wanxi completely, wrapping her in a bloody shroud.

Blood flowed turbulently, faintly highlighting strange and bizarre patterns, crawling like bloodworms.

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Zhuang Chengqian wanted more than Jiang Wang had imagined!

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He wasn't just trying to kill Song Hengjiang and eliminate future troubles. He also wanted Song Hengjiang's soul, and Song Wanxi's demonic body, to complete his true plan together.

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As soon as I saw Song Hengjiang return to the Abyssal Demon Cave, I immediately thought of it!

Song Wanting has the true demonic aura, and Song Hengjiang has the soul of a god looking down upon all. Combining them would give a chance to forge the Blood Puppet True Demon.

A blood puppet with true demon power, yet completely under his control.

The Blood Puppet True Demon is a product of his imagination, but he has enough confidence to accomplish it.

By then, when he fully mastered Jiang Wang's body and restored his former cultivation as a true immortal, he would possess two true immortal battle strengths, truly surpassing his past self.

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Blood loss continued, his face grew paler and paler, but his eyes shone brighter and brighter.

Fresh blood flowed and coagulated, forming a strange and eerie blood coffin.

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Song Wanting lay silently in it. Song Hengjiang's soul was imprisoned by this demon body's primordial spirit sea and would soon be transformed by demonic energy.

When this blood coffin is completely stabilized, the moment it is opened will be the moment the Blood Puppet True Demon is born.

Everything was going smoothly, just like countless times before, 'Zhuang Chengqian' was ready to embrace his victory.

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Just at that moment, he discovered that the wound on his wrist was emitting a ghastly white light.

"What is this"

The murmured voice within the inner chamber finally became clear, uttering softly: "Flesh to bone white, soul returns to decaying body..."

The wound on my wrist has begun to heal.

"Zhuang Chengqian's" face changed instantly: "Flesh-born Soul Return Technique!"

It was as if an ancient passage had been opened.

An overwhelming pressure descended upon the world.

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Having squeezed into this long-abandoned ancient demon lair.

A lofty and remote voice, devoid of any emotion, descended upon this place.

"Zhuang Chengqian!"every move. There were also flashes of blades, claws, and hammers hurtling towards him...Jiang Wang's sword flashed, his body swaying like a leaf on the water, flowing with the terrifying onslaught.T...