He only stayed in that other time and space for five days. Apart from Han Tao, he didn't really experience much. He could only describe everything he saw in the most authentic language.
Sure enough, when Si Yang Xianjun heard his description of Qi Muyuan, his brows furrowed deeply.
“Immortal Lord Siyang, it was Hantao who ended it all himself.” Fu Mingxu closed his eyes, his mind filled with images of everything that had happened under the Heavenly Punishment. “He destroyed himself under the Heavenly Punishment.”
He arrived too late and didn't even know what Han Tao did before self-destruction after becoming possessed by a demon. When he arrived, he only saw a scene that pierced his heart.
Si Yang never expected to hear this answer, and after a period of intense shock, he finally came to his senses.
Han Tao, however, was not surprised to hear Fu Mingxu's words.
Si Yang looked at him, as if to confirm again, and asked, "Are you sure you saw Qi Muyuan?"
Fu Mingxu nodded solemnly, "Yes."
He had always believed that when he first met Immortal Lord Siyang before time rewound, he was all alone. He thought that Qi Muyuan was probably dead then, perhaps even in the final battle between good and evil.
But now he knows that Qi Muyuan didn't die back then, and he has a relationship with Han Tao. Even the Dragon Clan wasn't affected, so why would Han Tao kill him?
So, where was Qi Muyuan at that time?
Fu Mingxu tried hard to recall the scene, but unfortunately he was in deep pain at the time. It was already difficult enough for him to recognize Qi Muyuan in the pouring rain, let alone pay attention to other details.
The space below was quiet. Having walked through the past again since the time travel, he suddenly felt a little anxious and uncertain about Han Tao. He had just distanced himself from Han Tao, but now he wanted to get closer again.
Si Yang Immortal Lord did not ask any more questions. He was shocked by what he learned about Qi Muyuan from Fu Mingxu. He immediately thought that the first thing he should do after leaving was to rush back to Tianyan Sect and go to the sect leader's seclusion room to see if Qi Muyuan was indeed in seclusion.
He always felt a little uneasy.
Fu Mingxu wanted to have a good talk with Han Tao, but he knew that now was not a good time or place. He kicked away the stone at his feet and said, "Let's figure out a way to get out first."
The stone gate was tightly shut, and there were fallen stones all around their feet. Si Yang Xianjun was already standing in front of the stone gate. He didn't care about the white hair hanging down to one side, and was only thinking about how to get out.
"I reckon it will require a spell to open it." After saying that, Fu Mingxu walked over to Bai Huazhi and squatted down. After watching for a while, a stream of chaotic energy entered Bai Huazhi's sea of consciousness.
When the chaotic energy came into contact with the demonic energy, it was like a drop of water falling into boiling hot oil, exploding in Bai Huazhi's sea of consciousness.
Bai Huazhi was jolted awake by the pain. He was about to curse when he met Han Tao's gaze.
Those golden eyes were still incredibly bright, showing no trace of being corrupted by demonic energy.
Bai Hua was taken aback at first, but when her memory returned, she felt a chill run down her spine from the undisguised killing intent in those golden eyes.
It was as if he had really died at Han Tao's hands.
The fear that came from his soul almost overwhelmed his mind, until a mark in his soul appeared, pulling him out of this ethereal perception.
“You were reciting a witch clan incantation earlier, weren’t you?” Fu Mingxu still remembered the demon spirit’s corruption, so he naturally didn’t have a good attitude towards Bai Huazhi. He said coldly, “Whether it’s soul searching or giving me the incantation, you can choose one.”
Does he have any other choice?
Bai Huazhi always prided himself on being clever, so he naturally knew how to choose. Now that he was in their hands, he had no choice but to save his own life before considering anything else.
Fu Mingxu smiled at him, the chaotic energy appearing in his palm radiating a threatening light.
“I can give you the incantation,” Bai Huazhi blurted out, but wanted to ask for more. “The incantations of the Witch Clan are extremely obscure and difficult to understand. Only those with the ability to deduce the secrets of heaven can learn them. If I…”
Before he could finish speaking, Si Yang, who was standing in front of the stone gate, suddenly turned his head and said calmly, "When it comes to the ability to deduce the secrets of heaven, can you compare to me?"
This is not arrogance, it's just the truth.
Bai Huazhi fell silent. His master was right. In the entire Cangling Continent, no one could surpass him in predicting the secrets of heaven.
Bai Hua had no choice; the witch's curse was delivered to Si Yang Xianjun.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Si Yang had already mastered it.
There are no demonic spirits in this space anymore, so there is no need for dragon blood to resist the curse.
Fu Mingxu knew that the demonic spirit was still inside Han Tao's body, and couldn't help but feel a little worried. "After we get out, we'll refine a pill to stabilize your dragon soul."
Si Yang Xianjun was already trying to open the stone door ahead when Han Tao seized the opportunity to grab his hand. His calm voice soothed his uneasy heart, "The predetermined fate has been broken in one direction. The demon spirit in my body has a restraining effect on the demon seed, so there is no need to worry too much."
Perhaps this is a case of fighting poison with poison?
Fu Mingxu didn't quite understand, and just tugged at his sleeve, "Let me see it after we get out."
Han Tao nodded. "Okay."
He didn't ask Fu Mingxu more about that timeline, but he was surprised but not unexpected by his own self-destruction after becoming possessed by a demon.
Because he knew that he would neither do anything meaningless nor accept his predetermined fate, especially since that fate would make him lose everything, including Fu Mingxu.
The two looked at each other and saw affirmation and trust in each other's eyes.
The closed stone door was finally slowly opened, and Fu Mingxu suddenly felt a little nervous. He couldn't help but reach out to grab Han Tao's hand.
Their hands clasped tightly, and together they embarked on a new destiny.
Inside the Mirror of Heaven and Earth, the little mermaid, who had been asleep for a long time, slowly awoke the moment the stone door opened.
The stone gate opened completely, revealing a statue with a human body and a snake's tail standing in the distance.
Fu Mingxu looked in the direction of the statue. Through the thick white fog, a dilapidated corner of the tall building was visible. Even so, he could still discern its former grandeur from that glimpse of the flying apsara.
My heart started pounding.
The ruins of the witch clan that they had been searching for for so long finally appeared before their eyes.
Chapter 94
After the birthplace of the demon spirit fell to the ground, it became a passage to the witch clan. Fu Mingxu thought that if this was the case, he would not believe for a second that the demon spirit had no relation to the witch clan.
As they got closer, they realized that the thick fog was not ordinary white fog at all, but rather spiritual energy that had almost solidified into a tangible substance.
Taking a deep breath, Fu Mingxu felt much better.
Bai Huazhi's face showed a look of utter disbelief the moment he realized it was a Wu clan relic.
He looked at the backs of Fu Mingxu and Han Tao standing side by side, his expression extremely complicated, as if he was struggling with something and also afraid.
"Let's go." Si Yang held one end of the star-studded rope in one hand, his gaze cold as he looked at him, but he didn't say another word.
Bai Hua wanted to say a few words to him, but his former master didn't even glance at him. Instead, he pulled the rope, leaving him with only a heartless back view.
He forced a smile and said bitterly, "Master, I..."
Unfortunately, before he could say another word, he found himself unable to make a sound.
To avoid talking to him any longer, Si Yang simply cast a silencing spell on him.
Fu Mingxu heard the commotion behind him, glanced back, and then took out the map with the witch clan totem printed on it and compared it with the surrounding terrain.
As for the subsequent handling of Bai Huazhi, after all, he was a former traitor of the Tianyan Sect, so he felt it was better for Immortal Lord Siyang to make the decision himself.
The little guy in the Heaven and Earth Mirror was making a fuss about coming out. Fu Mingxu refused for a while, but then he got fed up with the little guy's fuss and simply scooped him out and put him in Han Tao's arms when no one was paying attention.
A small bulge appeared on the front of the originally smooth black collar, and occasionally a cute little head would peek out. Fu Mingxu found it adorable no matter how he looked at it, and the gloom in his heart immediately dissipated a lot.
Han Tao caught a glimpse of the smile that finally appeared on his lips. He hesitated for a moment but didn't throw the little thing in his arms away. He just reached out and patted it gently twice to signal him not to move.
Sensing her father's formidable aura, Fu Baobao nestled obediently in his arms, only occasionally peeking out to listen curiously to their conversation.
Fu Mingxu noticed the lively expression on his young face, and his whole demeanor became even more gentle.
"Could the Wuwang Island shown on the map be here?" Fu Mingxu frowned slightly, pointing his jade-white fingertip to the center of the map.
Han Tao raised his head and looked around. His fingertip stopped at a corner of the map, gesturing for him to look. "Look, although the buildings over there are dilapidated, the features of the high platform are very obvious, which corresponds to the northwest corner of the map."
The rough fingertips accidentally brushed against the soft palm, and the completely different sensations made both of them shudder as if they had been electrocuted.
"Mommy, why is your face so red?" Fu Baobao asked, her little forehead showing great confusion.
Fu Mingxu's ears burned, and he pressed the other man's head down into his mouth, saying seriously, "You've misread it."
Fu Baobao was about to argue when a cool finger tapped her head. "Quiet."
"Alright then." He had no choice but to obediently hide inside Han Tao's clothes, but his little tail kept wiggling and wouldn't stay still.
Fortunately, it didn't affect their conversation. The two compared the map to the surrounding objects, and Fu Mingxu was surprised to find that eight or nine out of ten of them matched up.
He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and became impatient to find out his father's whereabouts.
The island of Wuwang is located in the center of that map.
In reality, this corresponds to the ruins standing before them.
Things progressed surprisingly smoothly.
Si Yang Xianjun pulled Bai Huazhi along behind. Seeing that the people in front had stopped for a while without moving, he quickly followed.
The leaves around him remained silently on the branches, and the white mist swirling around him moved without wind, as if hindering his steps.
Si Yang stood outside the white mist and sensed that something was wrong.
He took two quick steps and called out, "Han Tao! Fu Mingxu!"
The two people in front did not turn around. The white fog thickened in an instant, almost completely obscuring their figures the moment he finished speaking.
Si Yang didn't continue forward, but suddenly turned around to look at Bai Huazhi, "What do you know?"
Bai Hua shook his head, smiled, and remained silent.
As the white mist changed, Fu Mingxu and his companion discovered that Si Yang Xianjun and his companion, who had been following them, had disappeared.
"What's going on? Did I touch some kind of formation?" Although Si Yang Xianjun's cultivation level had decreased, he should be able to protect himself. He was more worried about what kind of trouble Bai Huazhi might cause. "Han Tao, quickly find the formation's core."
Han Tao reached out and scooped up a handful of the white mist in front of him, then shook his head. "It's not an array."
Fu Mingxu was stunned. "What is that?"
As soon as he asked, he heard a song. The song was ethereal and faint, appearing and disappearing in the white mist, as if it came from a very distant place, or as if it came from all directions, making it impossible to tell the specific direction.
The little one in Han Tao's arms cautiously poked his head out and whispered, "Mother, Father, I'm scared."
For the first time, fear appeared on his little face, making him look extremely pitiful.
The surrounding white fog thickened, and the originally refreshing spiritual energy became excessively dense. Coupled with the singing that seemed to come from nowhere, this immediately set off alarm bells in Fu Mingxu's mind.
Fu Mingxu instinctively moved closer to Han Tao, patted the little guy's head, and said in a clear voice, "Don't be afraid, why don't you go back to the Heaven and Earth Mystic Mirror?"
As he spoke, he prepared to open the Xuanjing Space, but when he reached out, nothing happened.
"What's wrong?" Han Tao pulled his collar tighter, noticing the slight furrow in his brow before asking, "Did you find something?"