The two of them walked to the front of the ancestral hall.
The vermilion door was very dignified.
However, there were some black burn marks on the edge of the door.
In front of the door were dozens of piles of black ashes.
There was also the molten iron that was half vaporized and half melted.
It was very strange.
"What's going on? Could it be that the ancestral worship was brought forward? It shouldn't be!"
The Eighth Princess panicked.
However, after thinking about it carefully, he denied this idea.
When offering sacrifices to the ancestors, they
would burn paper in the ancestral hall.
There was no custom of worshipping outside the Zhu Gate.
But what were the ashes on the ground?
"Forget it. Let's not think about that. It's more important to take down Leng Wuyan.”
Princess Eight stepped forward and pushed open the vermilion door.
Inside were the memorial tablets of countless ancestors.
Leng Wuyan smiled coldly and followed him.
If she didn't guess wrongly, the hidden guards had already been set up in the ancestral hall!
There was also the brave and skilled champion.
They've already laid an ambush!
"In my previous life, I was captured by the Shadow Guards in the ancestral hall and sent to the border prison to dig out my bones and flee…"
Leng Wuyan murmured.
The moment he walked into the ancestral hall, he crushed a jade token in his hand!
The eighth princess also took action!
He put the ring in his mouth with two fingers and blew the whistle.
Two signals!
They acted up at the same time!
"You! Leng Wuyan, what do you want?"
The Eighth Princess was shocked. She had never expected Leng Wuyan to have made the same preparations!
Da da da da!
The neighing of warhorses could be heard.
A hundred men of sacrifice surrounded the ancestral hall, and a two-meter-tall brawny man rode a horse to welcome them.
"Please forgive me for being late.”
The hussar general knelt on one knee and cupped his hands.
The Eighth Princess was dumbfounded.
Looking left and right,
where were the Shadow Guards!
Not a single Shadow Guard!
What about her brother, Champion Marquis?
Where did he go?
Didn't he come to the Ancestral Hall three days ago to prepare for the capture of Leng Wuyan?!
Why didn't anyone come out after receiving the signal?!
The eighth princess did not know…Her brother, Marquis Champion, and the Shadow Guards had been burned to ashes by Mystic One.
"Search the surroundings and pay attention to the shadows. The Shadow Guards are here.”
Leng Wuyan didn't pay any attention to the general's polite words and gave the order coldly.
"I will listen to your orders."
The strong cavalry narrowed his eyes and waved his hand.
The hundred men of sacrifice who were at the Ninth Level of Qi and blood held lanterns and searched everywhere.
Shadow Guards had a fatal flaw.
That was, when the light shone on the shadow, it would reveal its original form.
Obviously, Leng Wuyan had prepared well.
"Leng Wuyan, what are you doing?!”
The eighth princess felt terrible.
She could tell that Leng Wuyan had come prepared.
Leng Wuyan knew everything about his plan!
What was the problem? Why would the plan be leaked?
"Noisy, tie him up.”
Leng Wuyan was expressionless.
The general of the hussars made a move and tied up the eighth princess.
Although the eighth princess had natural polycoria, she was only six years old. She was only at the seventh level of Vitality. How could she be a match for the general of the hussars?
"Ninth Princess, the search has been completed. There are no traces of any Shadow Guards. In addition, there are thirteen piles of ashes in front of the door. After inspection, they are the ashes of Shadow Guards.”
The death warrior reported respectfully.
"The Shadow Guards are all dead? Champion Marquis is dead too?"
Leng Wuyan was confused.
Why was it different from the memories of his previous life?!
Champion Marquis was extremely powerful. She had meticulously set up the Heaven Falling Earth Net and had even put down her pride to beg that detestable companion spirit beast just to deal with Champion Marquis!
But now, the men of sacrifice told her that the champion was dead!
It was ridiculous!
"Who is secretly killing those Shadow Guards? Could it be that you're the ancestor?"
The Great Ancestor was the only Immortal Soul Stage mighty figure in the Great Qian Empire.
It was a full ninth level Essence Soul realm.
He had already lived for nearly 500 years.
If it was the old ancestor who made a move, it seemed to be explainable. However, there was one thing that was difficult to explain.
That was ashes!
This way of dying was a little too tragic.
"Could it be that Xuan Yi secretly helped me solve these problems? However, the Grand Sun Primordial Fire of the divine-tier couldn't burn the Champion Marquis to ashes.”
Leng Wuyan thought of Xuan Yi.
She had also shared the Grand Sun Primordial Fire, so she was very familiar with the power of the divine-tier Grand Sun Primordial Fire.
Even with the enhancement of his dao bone, it was impossible to instantly burn a ninth-tier divine power expert to ashes.
It couldn't be Xuan Yi.
Mystic One couldn't possibly be so powerful.
"Maybe the ancestor made a move.”
"I don't want to."
"It's a good thing for me anyway.”
"Men, execute the eighth princess!”
Leng Wuyan said coldly.
His face was cold.
She was not a merciful person.
The Eighth Princess, Consort Wanrong, Marquis Champion, and Minister Zuo had joined forces to seize her dao bone and take her life.
How could she be weak!
"Yes, sir!"
The general of the hussars obeyed.
He signaled for a death warrior to step forward and prepare to behead the Eighth Princess.
"Wait, hang her in the ancestral shrine and execute her yourself.”
Leng Wuyan said coldly.
The hussar general's face froze.
Killing a relative of the royal family was a serious crime.
"What? It's just a form of allegiance." Leng Wuyan sneered.
"Alright."
The hussar general gritted his teeth.
In any case, if the matter was exposed, even if he did not kill the eighth princess, he would still die.
It was better to kill him directly.
To prove his loyalty!
"Leng Wuyan! Royal sister! The ninth princess! Don't kill me…Don't kill me! I don't know anything!"
"Mother and the others asked me to do this!”
“...”
Leng Wuyan waved her hand expressionlessly and strode away.
Three feet of white silk.
An ancient tree.
The Eighth Princess died in front of the ancestral tablets.
No matter how she cried and begged for mercy, Leng Wuyan didn't turn around.
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