After hearing the words of this "birth mother," Sheng Lingyuan's eyebrows didn't even twitch.

"Thank you for your kind words. There is no such thing as resurrection from the dead in this world. Forgive my ignorance, but may I ask Your Highness how you reversed the yin and yang?"

"My son and I were destined to be separated. When we meet for the first time now, we are already estranged." The distant female voice sang a sigh and then said softly, "I was at my wit's end and called upon the 'Great Light Sacrifice' to offer up my last bloodline in order to restore order to the Vermilion Bird Clan. I didn't expect to already have you in my womb."

Sheng Lingyuan insincerely said, "I apologize for the trouble."

"The Great Light Sacrifice is half a level lower than the rules of the Heavenly Rules, so not only did you take away the divine power of the Vermilion Bird statue, turning it into a faceless figure, but you also left me with a glimmer of 'life force'."

Whether it was Xuan Ji's imagination or not, he felt that when the woman said the words "life force," she gritted her teeth with particular emphasis. "All seven of my orifices were closed, and I have lost all five senses. My body is in a state of decay, but guess what? I'm still alive."

Xuan Ji was slow to react, only realizing after a beat that "all seven orifices closed" meant that for the demon race, there was no longer any metabolism.

Her body was dying, but her consciousness remained. When her organs rotted away, she would no longer have any senses, and when her muscles decayed, she would no longer be able to control the skeleton that remained.

She would be trapped forever in that white bone.

"I am a living dead person, and this is the remains of the Vermilion Bird's spirit, a corpse that is dead but alive. Can you believe such a coincidence exists in this world?" said the Princess.

"The Vermilion Bird's Heavenly Spirit became a Sword Spirit, and its remains still hold the power of the Chiyuan even after death, so it never truly decays... Only those who have seen these remains know this secret. You should thank me, for if it weren't for Meng Xia risking her life to steal the Vermilion Bird bone and the Heaven and Earth Cauldron from the heavenly calamity, greedy people would still be fighting over this bone for another ten thousand years."

Xuan Ji asked, "Does Dan Li know about this?"

"What does it matter if he knows or not?" the woman laughed like silver bells. "The bones are in our hands. He can't find them, and he wouldn't dare to search for them openly."

Xuan Ji was momentarily stunned - even if Dan Li couldn't openly search for it, if he left behind a message revealing Meng Xia's true identity and the location of the remains, then when Meng Xia first showed herself, Sheng Lingyuan would definitely not overlook the remains under Biquan Mountain.

They wouldn't be in such a passive situation 3,000 years later.

Sheng Lingyuan picked up on Xuan Ji's thoughts through their connection and said, "What are you thinking? He's trying to prevent me from getting it. Even if Dan Li is torn to pieces, he won't let the Vermilion Bird's remains fall into my hands."

Xuan Ji replied, "But doesn't he want to revive the Vermilion Bird bloodline? Even if living beings can't be turned into weapon spirits, and I can't return to my true form, with these remains, Chiyuan can still be controlled, and we can slowly..."

Why did he have to shatter the Heavenly Demon Sword so violently?

Why did he leave no place for the various races to exist?

Why did he push Lingyuan to a dead end?

Xuan Ji clenched Sheng Lingyuan's hand tightly, making his bones grate together.

Sheng Lingyuan turned to him with a hint of surprise, but after a moment, the emoerir couldn't help but laugh.

"Who is this 'we'?"

"What are you laughing at..."

"They forged the Heavenly Demon Sword as a sharp weapon. When the birds are gone, the bow can be put away," Sheng Lingyuan interrupted him calmly, "It's not for me to live forever and be an emperor forever."

The Heavenly Demon is immortal. If he gets his hands on the Vermilion Bird's remains, what's the difference between the Emperor of Humanity and the Demon King?

The Heavenly Demon's demonic energy comes from the Chiyuan. If it's given to him, isn't it like putting a rat in a rice jar?

He may not forget his original intention for a hundred years, but what about two hundred years?

Three hundred years?

Who can guarantee something for that long?

Who will control him... Would anyone bet on his true feelings for a sword?

Who would believe in "true feelings"?

Oh, only the Little Ji who had left the dust of the world early on without growing up would.

That's why Dan Li won't tell him anything, because telling him is the same as telling Sheng Lingyuan. The little sword spirit from three thousand years ago couldn't even keep a secret.

Sheng Lingyuan glanced at Xuan Ji who was still slow even after three thousand years. No wonder the Vermilion Bird Clan was eliminated in the first round of the war.

"Dan Li and I would never give up until one of us dies. No one trusts anyone, and that instead gave you a chance. Your Highness, back then, you wedged your own statues into the earth's veins, with the Heaven and Earth Cauldron taking the lead, the Chiyuan as the heart, and the earth's veins as the meridians. You swallowed the energy of the Nine Provinces into your belly and used the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Spirit to die and be reborn. What a great plan," he said.

"No need for the praise," the woman sneered. "It was Dan Li who had the great plan. Meng Xia didn't do her job well and was ultimately outsmarted by that old thief Dan Li, who had her trapped at the Chiyuan and ruined my efforts."

"If Meng Xia hadn't been so impatient and had hidden for a few more years, waiting for me to die, no one would remember her. Then she could do whatever she wanted," Sheng Lingyuan said softly. "Why was she in such a hurry to come out?"

The woman laughed but avoided answering.

"I know, it's because of Chiyuan, right?" Sheng Lingyuan also smiled, "When Dan Li died, I had already sealed Chiyuan. Since then, the Chiyuan fire has been getting weaker every year, so Meng Xia can't wait any longer."

Xuan Ji retorted, "Auntie, you didn't even succeed 3,000 years ago. Now, half of the earth's veins have already shifted due to time. Even if the bone seal loosens, how many of your statues can still be used?"

Wan Fei added, "Poor little thing, with demons dancing around, do you really think the Chiyuan seal can last long?"

Xuan Ji shot back, "Why don't we compare? Who will catch fire first, Chiyuan or us burning all your god statues? Old Xiao--"

Before Xiao Zheng could even respond, the entire Biquan Mountain began to shake.

At the same time, all the field agents on site sent urgent alerts, and the sacrificial texts around those god statues began to flow!

"Retreat, retreat!"

As everyone approached the statue, a sudden gust of wind knocked them all back.

The Echo Sound equipment stopped working, and the helicopters were swept away by the strong wind. The ground cracked open, and the statues were connected through each of the earth veins.

A fiery light flowed in from all directions and poured into the Biquan Mountain.

Xiao Zheng heard someone next to him exclaim, "That looks like Gong Chenggong!"

He was startled and raised his binoculars. He saw a figure suspended in mid-air on a crevice where no living creature could approach, as though stepping on a magnetic levitation field.

Gong Chenggong lifted his head and glanced at the field agents who were thrown around by the gusts of wind. Then, he spread his arms and a puff of green smoke emerged from his head, floating unsteadily into the air.

Within the mist, a face identical to the statues appeared, and everyone on the helicopter saw the smile on that face. Then, she jumped into the crack in the ground, and the smoke merged with the light.

Leaving behind the body of "Gong Chenggong," hanging in mid-air that quickly shriveled up and became a corpse on the spot.

Xiao Zheng gasped, and a crow's wing hit Director Xiao's forehead.

Xuan Ji exclaimed, "Come on, guys, show some spirit! I've already blown my own trumpet!"

The voice of the statue inside burst into laughter, "My son Lingyuan, you are such a clever little treasure. Yes, the eyes of the earth veins have indeed shifted quite a bit. But I only occupied the eyes of the earth veins to swallow the entire Chiyuan - now, isn't the 'Chiyuan' inside my belly?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the bronze cauldron suddenly rang out with a loud "buzz".

Xuan Ji was hit with a stabbing headache and about to curse, when suddenly, Sheng Lingyuan, who was leaning on the Heaven and Earth cauldron, seemed to have been pushed hard by someone and suddenly lunged forward, falling right onto Xuan Ji.

Before Xuan Ji could steady him, Sheng Lingyuan pressed a hand against his shoulder, at least avoiding getting him sprayed with blood.

Xuan Ji was almost jumping from the heat of the blood, "Lingyuan!"

He finally realized that the chill emanating from Sheng Lingyuan was not just his imagination. The bleeding from his wounds had long since stopped, and with the demon's regenerative abilities, his energy should have been restored by now.

However, his complexion grew paler and his body temperature dropped lower and lower, as if there were still invisible wounds bleeding profusely.

The demon king's Shadow person figurehead, the farce of the True Nature Sect, the three Yin sacrifices, and the three heavenly demons that were like revolving lanterns - they were all just preludes.

What she ultimately wanted to hunt was this heavenly demon.