Chapter 2883: The Pit Bai Qinger Dug
Bai Qinger walked into the Divine Maiden Palace, and the first thing she saw was the calm and solemn Shang Hong.
The two locked eyes.
Shang Hong had an extraordinary appearance, refined and profound, nodding to her with a slight smile.
White Queen had already returned to her seat above the hall, surrounded by divine mist, with white light dots within the mist like a starry sea world, dreamlike yet exuding astonishing might.
Seeing how well-matched they seemed, White Queen couldn't help thinking that marrying Bai Qinger to Shang Hong might not be a bad destination, and would even be a form of protection for her.
But then she thought of Shang Hong's impure motives for coming here.
Moreover, the Shang Clan only used them as tools, never offering genuine feelings. To achieve their goals, they could sacrifice them at any time, even hand them over to others.
White Queen cast aside these unrealistic naive thoughts and looked at the Colorful Garment God and the Black Heart Demon Lord standing to the side. She noticed their gazes were fixed on Bai Qinger, with eerie smiles on their faces.
White Queen felt a murderous intent stir within her. No matter what, she had to protect her daughter from harm.
Bai Qinger glanced at the Colorful Garment God and the Black Heart Demon Lord, but their cultivation was too high, and she couldn't make out their features clearly.
She quickly withdrew her gaze and asked, "Who are these two seniors?"
White Queen replied, "They are two Supreme Protectors I have newly recruited. This year's Linglong Assembly has attracted many gods, a mix of good and bad, with intense conflicts among them. We must have divine realm experts stationed here to protect Xinghuantian."
Bai Qinger didn't ask further and said, "Something major has happened in the Rainbow Mountain Range!"
"I already know about this. It was done by Blood Butcher and the Ancient Crow, disciples of the Death God Venerable. But since they have already left Xinghuantian, it's no longer our concern. The gods of the Heavenly Court will naturally go to rescue the three gods of Paradise Realm." White Queen said.
Bai Qinger said, "I'm not talking about that, but about those divine corpses."
The Colorful Garment God and the Black Heart Demon Lord had just arrived at Xinghuantian and weren't clear on the details, showing confused expressions.
But White Queen's face changed slightly. She stepped out of the divine mist, wearing a palace robe of red and purple, its hem spreading long across the steps, her hair tied high with a jade hairpin, and said, "Did you go to the Rain Chen Divine Temple?"
"With such a big incident, how could I not investigate?" Bai Qinger said.
Shang Hong grew suspicious, but his eyes were deep, and he asked without leaving a trace, "Qinger is a Source Controller. Was it you who mobilized the Source Rules of Heaven and Earth with Source Esoterica yesterday?"
Bai Qinger knew that if she admitted to this, it would prove she had deliberately lured the Four-Armor Blood Ancestor, Yan God, and others into the Rainbow Mountain Range.
Once Shang Hong learned he had been used and that she was connected to the Four-Armor Blood Ancestor's death, Shang Hong wouldn't be so easy to deal with.
Even the two protectors with unfathomable cultivation were now casting malicious glances her way.
Bai Qinger remained calm and composed, "I also sensed the fluctuation of the Source Rules of Heaven and Earth and immediately rushed to the Rainbow Mountain Range to find out who was using Source Esoterica, hoping to seize it for myself."
"Unfortunately, I was trapped inside and only learned at dawn that it was Blood Butcher of the Destiny Temple."
"So the one using Source Esoterica was Blood Butcher?" Shang Hong said.
Bai Qinger said, "There's no one else it could be. Back when the Origin Divine Temple emerged, Blood Butcher was among the first to enter and obtained great fortune there. I think he must have acquired a significant amount of Source Esoterica. Without Source Esoterica, how could he have killed the Four-Armor Blood Ancestor? Of course, these are just my speculations."
Shang Hong stared into her eyes for a long time, finding no flaw, and said, "Carrying a large amount of Source Esoterica, hmm! It seems this Blood Butcher must die."
The Colorful Garment God asked, "What exactly is the Rain Chen Divine Temple? And what's the deal with the divine corpses?"
Bai Qinger said, "The Rain Chen Divine Temple was the dojo of Yuchenzi, the second disciple of the Xinghuan Heavenly Venerable. Millions of years have passed, and it has become a dangerous place, with many divine corpses buried underground."
"In his later years, the previous owner of the Goddess Twelve Pavilions, Yu Longxian, sought to extend his life. He joined forces with Master Fangcun, the senior disciple of Xumi Saint Monk, to break into the temple in search of the legendary Heavenly Venerable Divine Source."
"There, Master Fangcun set up a Space Divine Formation, and Yu Longxian left behind a large number of divine patterns, all to suppress the divine corpses underground."
"After a hundred thousand years, the Space Divine Formation and divine patterns have greatly weakened. The divine corpses are stirring, threatening to break free. Once they escape, Xinghuantian will suffer heavy casualties. I urge the City Lord to make plans early to suppress them back."
As a god, and an extremely intelligent one, Bai Qinger had long figured out the shadowy forces behind the Goddess Twelve Pavilions. When she asked the Starry Sea Angler, even if he didn't reveal the whole truth, she could grasp the general picture.
Thus, although Bai Qinger couldn't see through the Colorful Garment God and the Black Heart Demon Lord, her extraordinary perception, backed by her vast Source Esoterica, had already guessed their identities with near certainty.
Why had they come to Xinghuantian?
Why had they become Supreme Protectors of the Goddess Twelve Pavilions?
The moment Bai Qinger entered the hall, she was plotting strategies to deal with them. Since the Rain Chen Divine Temple was facing a major crisis, why not throw them into it?
With this plan in mind, Bai Qinger deliberately mentioned the Heavenly Venerable Divine Source in the Rain Chen Divine Temple but didn't say that Yu Longxian had fallen inside, and even concealed the existence of the old corpse demon underground.
She was certain someone would be tempted by the Heavenly Venerable Divine Source.
As expected, the Colorful Garment God became very interested and immediately asked, "Is the Heavenly Venerable Divine Source in the Rain Chen Divine Temple?"
"It's just a legend, but unfortunately, Yu Longxian took it seriously and died without finding it." Bai Qinger glossed over the cause of Yu Longxian's death.
She added, "City Lord, I suggest sending the Nether Flower Pavilion Master immediately to guard the Rain Chen Divine Temple. If anything changes inside, we can know in advance."
White Queen, sharp as she was, heard Bai Qinger's evasive account and saw through her intentions.
"Indeed, we should have a god stationed there to report the situation at any time."
White Queen sent out a divine thought, summoning the Nether Flower Pavilion Master and informing her of what had happened.
Just as the Nether Flower Pavilion Master was about to head to the Rainbow Mountain Range, the Colorful Garment God stepped forward and said, "Before coming to Xinghuantian, I met with the Blood War Divine Temple's Hall Master, Jia Tianxia. He asked me to investigate the cause of the Four-Armor Blood Ancestor's death. How could a new god who became divine only decades ago kill the Four-Armor Blood Ancestor? There must be something fishy. I'll go to the Rain Chen Divine Temple as well."
The Colorful Garment God took off his divine robe.
The robe was colorful, with seven hues.
Strangely, the robe stood before the Colorful Garment God, as if worn by an invisible person.
The Colorful Garment God spat out a mouthful of blood, crimson and hot, rich in blood energy and containing thirty million divine thoughts. Each thought looked exactly like the Colorful Garment God, like thirty million ghostly souls flying through the Divine Maiden Palace.
Outside the palace, the disciples of the Goddess Twelve Pavilions felt the air turn icy cold, and the entire Divine Maiden Palace was covered by black clouds.
With a piercing howl, the thirty million thoughts and blood energy converged into the robe, forming a god identical to the Colorful Garment God.
Back when the Black Heart Demon Lord was still a Upper-level God, a clone formed from three thousand thoughts had the combat power of a top-tier Great Saint.
Now, the Colorful Garment God used a large amount of divine blood, thirty million thoughts, and part of his divine soul, combined with his divine robe, to create a clone whose combat power was at least ten thousand times stronger than the Black Heart Demon Lord's clone back then.
The Colorful Garment God's clone walked toward the Nether Flower Pavilion Master, a sinister smile on his gaunt face: "Pavilion Master, lead the way!"
The Nether Flower Pavilion Master felt as if his gaze could pierce through her robes.
Standing before him, she not only felt immense pressure but also a sense of being completely exposed, as if wearing nothing.
"How terrifying. Who is he? Why does even a clone make me feel invincible? And his gaze..."
The Nether Flower Pavilion Master had never been so uneasy. If she didn't know he was a Supreme Protector of the Goddess Twelve Pavilions, she would have immediately refused to go to the Rain Chen Divine Temple.
The Colorful Garment God sneered coldly, thinking to himself, "The legends are true. The pavilion masters of the Goddess Twelve Pavilions are all top-tier beauties. Since the Rain Chen Divine Temple can't be calculated or sensed, I'll drain her once inside. That will boost my clone's combat power even further."
Knowing the Rain Chen Divine Temple was dangerous, and wanting to find the Heavenly Venerable Divine Source, he naturally had to invest more.
The stronger the clone, the better.
Even great gods like White Queen and the Black Heart Demon Lord changed expressions, truly feeling the Colorful Garment God's terror. At least they couldn't condense such a powerful clone.
After recovering from the shock, White Queen felt worried.
She knew the Colorful Garment God's nature. Once the Nether Flower Pavilion Master entered the Rain Chen Divine Temple with him, the consequences would be unpredictable.
She glanced at Bai Qinger and saw her calm and composed, as if she had a backup plan, so she didn't stop the Nether Flower Pavilion Master.
But she couldn't guess what Bai Qinger was thinking.
Why did she specifically send the Nether Flower Pavilion Master to guard the Rain Chen Divine Temple?
In truth, Bai Qinger was secretly sighing, "As expected of an old monster who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, too cautious. He only sent a clone to investigate."
Shang Hong sensed something was off, but since the Colorful Garment God only sent a clone, he didn't intervene to stop him.
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Outside the Rain Chen Divine Temple, three months had passed within the Sundial.
Over these three months, Zhang Ruochen had been continuously carving Space Formation inscriptions, reinforcing and strengthening the Nine Yin Formations.
During this process, his understanding of Space Formations deepened significantly. He planned to try crafting a Space Divine Formation himself once this matter was resolved.
Just as Zhang Ruochen paused to nurture his severely depleted Spiritual Power, something strange happened.
From within the Rain Chen Divine Temple, a faint, beautiful singing voice drifted out, like a stunning woman inside singing a lament about life's hardships. But inside, there was only a wasteland that had been desolate for who knows how many tens of thousands of years.