The Saintess's words shocked everyone present.

The several National Guardian True Men sitting nearby exchanged glances. Though they remained motionless, their strong Qi Mechanisms surged, instantly controlling the entire hall.

Was it a warning?

Or a provocation?

No matter what this woman's intentions were, if anything happened to the Qian Emperor today, it would truly be a joke of the century.

"Your Majesty, this demoness is spreading falsehoods to confuse the masses, please..."

Someone in the audience immediately rose with an angry expression, but upon seeing the expressions of the National Guardian True Men above, he reluctantly shut his mouth.

The Emperor Li Geng on the dragon throne maintained an unchanged expression, his narrow eyes slightly squinting, "What does the Saintess mean by this?"

Though the Qian Dynasty and the Ghost Rong Kingdom had occasional skirmishes at the border, their relations were generally amicable, given that both territories were burdened by the presence of powerful demonic influences.

Could it be that the recent series of incidents in the Capital City were truly related to the Ghost Rong Kingdom?

Although locked on by multiple powerful Qi Mechanisms, Saintess Manzudia smiled sweetly, as if a hundred flowers blossomed.

"Our delegation had just entered your territory when we were coerced by evil forces. I was even cursed, forced to plot against Your Majesty and plunge the two nations into war."

As she spoke, she turned to look at the audience below.

"The evil force is none other than Director of the Foreign Affairs Bureau, Chen Ziquan!"

"Absurd! Your Majesty, how could the officials of our Qian Dynasty allow a demoness from Ghost Rong to slander so wantonly!"

A purple-robed elder stood with a gloomy face to refute her.

This was Wang Yuan, the Minister of Rites. The Chen Ziquan mentioned by the Saintess was in fact his son-in-law, whom he had promoted with his own hand.

Someone nearby also agreed:

"Director Chen was responsible for receiving the delegation; he must have offended this demoness!"

However, they soon sensed something amiss.

The National Guardian True Men remained silent, and more importantly, a handsome red-robed man in the audience remained calm, sipping his wine silently.

Minister of Rites Wang Yuan's pupils constricted, his white beard trembling, "Ziquan, could it be that you really are..."

People nearby were filled with horror, stumbling and crawling away as guards flooded in from outside the hall, knives gleaming as they encircled the person heavily.

Zhang Kui looked down from the stage to see this official's dignified and extraordinarily handsome appearance, with no trace of demonic presence around him, looking just like an ordinary person...

Demon Star Pavilion!

Those in the know on the stage immediately made some guesses.

Chen Ziquan's expression remained unchanged, and he no longer hid, his face revealing large patches of scale armor. Demonic Qi filled the air as he slowly stood up, looking at Saintess Manzudia, "You..."

Just as he was about to speak, the stunningly beautiful Saintess suddenly clutched her chest, her face turning deathly pale,

"You evil one, even if my soul dissipates, I, Manzudia, will not be threatened by you to commit evil deeds!"

As she said this, she let out a pitiful cry, and her alluring face gradually cracked, her body swiftly decayed, collapsing into a heap of white ash on the ground.

Several National Guardian True Men watched coldly, and Zhang Kui twitched the corner of his mouth.

This was clearly some form of Substitution Skill.

The Saintess's acting was extremely exaggerated!

Chen Ziquan was stunned, his face instantly showing an expression as if he had eaten shit, shaking his head with a long sigh.

"What a Saintess!"

The purple-clothed, double-pupiled beauty Huo Yu arrived in an instant, her face gloomy, "Merely the Grain Avoidance Realm, yet you dare to cause trouble in the Capital City. Tell me, how many of your accomplices are there?"

As she spoke, her double pupils faintly glowed.

Chen Ziquan was initially dazed, seemingly about to speak, but then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes clearing up, "Huo Yu with Double Pupils, your Illusion Skill is indeed formidable."

He laughed tragically, blood at the corners of his mouth, turned his gaze around, "Our Demon Star Pavilion isn't known for combat strength, so as for how many others there are... ladies and gentlemen, perhaps your colleagues, family members, or even inconspicuous passersby... are all accomplices."

As he spoke, he suddenly shouted to the heavens, "Plan on hold, wait for the right moment!"

Bang!

Demonic Qi suddenly exploded, a mass of flesh and blood burst open.

"Bastard!"

Under the fury of Huo Yu, she raised her hand and pressed down through the air, the splattered flesh immediately contracting, landing on the carpeted floor with a sizzle.

The series of events left Zhang Kui a bit baffled. He glanced at the nearby Elder Hua Yan, whose face wasn't looking good.

"Elder, what sort of trickery are these two playing at?"

Elder Hua Yan sighed,

"I've long heard that there's strife between the Ghost Rong's Golden Tent of the Grassland and White God Mountain's Shamanism. Whatever the Saintess has done, it must be related to that, though it's unclear which side she is on."

"She tricked this demon, but who would have thought the demon, before dying, also gave Qian a trick."

Zhang Kui suddenly realized, turning his head to look.

He saw all the palace maids and eunuchs on the dragon throne had been forced back ten meters, and Emperor Li Geng's face was ashen.

Chen Ziquan's dying warning suggested there were certainly hidden demons within the Imperial Palace, and it seemed it wouldn't be at peace for a long time.

In the hall below, many princes and ministers looked at each other, all with a wary expression.

Clearly, the seed of suspicion had been planted...

...

"Quick, quickly, surround this area at once!"

In the pitch-black street, the din of voices filled the air as a large batch of the City Defense Army and people from the Astronomical Bureau heavily surrounded the Prince Mansion.

National Guardian True Man Yellow Eyebrow Monk had already brought with him Minister of Rites Wang Yuan, arriving early and landing in the courtyard.

Minister of Rites Wang Yuan's face was deathly pale, stumbling as he pointed, "It's right in this courtyard. My daughter said that demon loves tranquility and deliberately chose this room."

Yellow Eyebrow Monk strode forward, and with a booming palm, opened the secret chamber, but inside was already charred black, with nothing remaining.

Meanwhile, in another room, a woman had already hung herself, her once gentle face now grotesquely contorted.

"My daughter..."

Minister of Rites Wang Yuan collapsed to the ground, beating his chest and weeping painfully.

Yellow Eyebrow Monk shook his head in lament, clutching his Buddhist Beads and began chanting the Rebirth Scripture...

On the other side, the Ghost Rong Embassy was similarly surrounded.

Huo Yu pushed the door open and couldn't help but chuckle.

He saw several warriors of the Ghost Rong Kingdom foaming at the mouth, collapsed on the ground, while the bear-like burly man was covered in steel needles, his face crimson with rage but unable to move.

On his face was even drawn a big turtle.

"That little girl is quite interesting..."

The beauty's lips curled into a slight smile; with a casual wave, the steel needles on the burly man zipped out one by one.

"Ah!"

The burly man roared as he stood up,

"Manzudia, how dare you betray the Divine Mountain!"

As he spoke, he sniffed fiercely, his eyes filled with ferocity as he looked westward, leaping up.

Boom!

Huo Yu flipped her right hand, and her immense Qi Mechanism pressed the burly man firmly into the ground.

The beauty's eyes showed a hint of evilness,

"This is the Qian Dynasty, behave yourself if I tell you not to move!"

"Speak, what is White God Mountain planning..."

The city was in chaos, but Zhang Kui had long been sent back to Iron Blood Manor by the Immortal Crane.

After watching the Immortal Crane soar into the sky, Fatty Tiger sneaked over, looking somewhat woeful.

"Taoist, while you were out feasting and whiling away your time, I, Fatty Tiger, was so hungry my chest was sticking to my back."

Zhang Kui chuckled, "The banquet was nothing much, but I did witness quite a show. The evils of the human heart run deeper than the waters, and calm appears only before the waves arise..."

Shaking his head with a click of his tongue, he continued,

"These people are craftier than ghosts; it seems Old Zhang should keep an extra eye open in the future to avoid falling into their traps."

Fatty Tiger nodded in agreement,

"The Taoist speaks the truth. Even that scholar I captured once said, the disaster of human nature is often fiercer than any Celestial Tribulation. But don't worry, Taoist, I, Fatty Tiger, am quite clever."

"Indeed, you are the smartest..."

Zhang Kui rolled his eyes, turning to head inside.

Suddenly, his pupils constricted, as a sharp pain struck his chest, his heart seeming about to burst, and with a puff, he spat out black blood.

"Taoist, what's happening to you!"

Fatty Tiger was instantly shocked.

Zhang Kui quickly performed the Life Light Skill, his whole body flickering with golden light, sizzling as if about to extinguish at any moment.

"Damn it, which bastard is cursing me!"

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