This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 307 Really dead?

Those who are family know their own affairs; this body possesses many extraordinary qualities, whether it's the power of the branches of the Bronze Divine Tree or the strange and extraordinary things deep within its body.

He only appears when his life is truly threatened. This time, Xiao Xingchen is also determined; it's either life or death. He's gambling that he won't die just like that.

His already severe injuries, aggravated by the transfer, worsened once more. As his consciousness faded, a flash of light appeared in his eyes. The slave mark on his chest seemed to sense the host's death, clearly conveying to Shen Li the fading life force.

"Is he really dead?"

At this moment, Shen Li was somewhat bewildered. How could there be such a foolish person in the world, who would rather commit suicide than follow her to the pinnacle?

She rushed over without regard for anything else, only to find a lifeless corpse lying across the gate of the Prince of Kao Shan's mansion.

As the blood flowed, Xiao Xingchen's body began to cool, and she quietly closed her eyes. This scene brought countless astonishment, confusion, and regret.

For the first time, Xizhu panicked. She rushed to Xiao Xingchen's side and immediately felt his pulse. Her face then turned pale.

"How is this possible? How could Wushuang lie? He actually couldn't withstand it?"

A look of suspicion flashed across Huangfu Lingxue's face, her expression turning sinister as she stared intently at everyone present.

"Good, very good. I will remember this grudge. I will settle this score with you personally in the future. I hope you can withstand the wrath of the Ghost Sword."

An angry voice resounded in everyone's heart, causing them to tremble. The deathly aura of being targeted by the ghost sword spread throughout their bodies.

She walked over quietly, then separated Xizhu from the group, and personally picked up Xiaoxingchen, who was covered in blood, her face filled with undisguised grief.

"Ling Xue, you..."

Xi Zhu was surprised. For Xiao Xingchen's sake, she had already revealed her Ghost Sword technique, and now she still wanted to...

"No, it's not time yet. Don't be impulsive,"

Xizhu hurriedly stopped her. Even if Xiao Xingchen was dead, Ling Xue should not be his widow. If Ling Xue were to arrange Xiao Xingchen's funeral as his widow, it would be a devastating blow to that woman.

She had already facilitated a marital relationship between Ling Xue and Xiao Xingchen, and now she couldn't allow Ling Xue to continue down this path.

"Get out of the way,"

"Really, don't be impulsive. I don't believe Xiao Xingchen is dead just like that. He's not stupid. How could he commit suicide knowing he was going to die? Think carefully about what Wushuang said."

"Wushuang, where is Wushuang?" Ling Xue woke up with a start, searching around but couldn't find Mu Wushuang anywhere.

“She’s gone somewhere. You don’t have to believe me, but you have to believe her. I went through so much trouble to pull her back from the brink of death. Do you know what that means?”

Xi Zhu whispered, then turned to look at Shen Li and said coldly,

"Your slave seal's host is dead. Are you satisfied now?"

"Impossible! How could he be dead? How could he be dead? Hand him over to me. If he lives, he's mine; if he dies, he's a member of the Shen family."

"I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone this shameless. Can't you tell what kind of relationship you have from the battle just now? Do you think the people of Yong'an in the Great Qian Dynasty are all fools?"

"You think you can take his body in your current state? You're dreaming!"

Huangfu Lingxue angrily rebuked him, then turned and walked into the mansion with Xiao Xingchen in her arms without looking back.

Shangguan Yun pulled Shen Li back and shook his head at him. With Xiao Xingchen's death, their cooperation could hardly continue.

Everyone looked puzzled, wondering why Xiao Xingchen would end his life in such a violent way.

But some people were furious, especially the people of Yong'an, who felt that these outsiders had driven one of their kings to his death here.

"What about Emperor Wu? His powerful patron prince was forced to commit suicide, didn't Emperor Wu react at all?"

Li Jinxian was with the others, and a variety of puzzled expressions crossed his face.

"Is he really dead? I can't believe it. That was Xiao Xingchen!" Yan Yi was still in a daze, unable to accept the fact that Xiao Xingchen was dead.

The young monk Miaowu clasped his hands together and silently prayed. Just as he was about to speak, his body trembled, and he abruptly turned his head to look in the direction of the ancestral temple.

"What's wrong, little monk? Xiao Xingchen is dead. Should we go and see him? After all, the deceased deserves respect. Let bygones be bygones." Li Jinxian sighed. Although they had a long-standing feud, he was quite accepting of the situation now that someone was dead.

“No,” Miaowu frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"Someone broke through the ancestral temple, and someone opened the Demon-Suppressing Prison."

Miao Wu's expression changed drastically. He no longer cared about the commotion and rushed straight towards the ancestral temple.

This sudden turn of events startled everyone. Xiao Xingchen had just committed suicide, and now the ancestral temple was in trouble; it was hard not to speculate.

"Could it be... that someone is trying to take advantage of the situation?"

"Whether it is or not, why don't we just go and take a look? Since someone has already scouted the ancestral temple, let's go and join in the fun."

The group of young people from various countries looked at each other, then rushed forward hand in hand like arrows released from a bow. The ancestral temple trembled, as if the earth itself was shaken, drawing all eyes outside the Prince Kao Shan's mansion as if drawn by a magnet, and causing them to turn in unison.

Shen Li was extremely anxious and even tried to retrieve Xiao Xingchen's body. However, the water area had already received news that someone had opened the mysterious door leading to the Demon Suppression Prison!

Shangguan Yun was struck dumb, his mind reeling. Rescuing the great demon from the Demon-Suppressing Prison was the ultimate goal of the Water Domain. They had been eagerly awaiting the Martial Emperor to personally open it, but now someone had beaten them to it! He had no time to worry about Shen Li and made a decisive decision, loudly ordering, "Everyone of the Water Domain, listen to my command!"

"Your subordinate is here,"

"Target: Ancestral Temple, let's go!"

In an instant, people were flying everywhere. As for Shen Li, she wanted to enter the Prince's mansion, but Xi Zhu's cold glare stopped her in her tracks.

"Get out of here if you don't want to die!"

This time, Xizhu's momentum surged like a tidal wave, as if a hurricane had passed through, and Shen Li's steps involuntarily retreated.

Faced with that overwhelming and suffocating aura, Shen Li's eyes were filled with horror, as if she were facing the might of heaven.

Even the patriarch of the Shen family had never exuded such a terrifying aura.

"Who exactly are you?" At this moment, she finally realized that this seemingly indifferent woman was the most terrifying existence.

The thought that such a powerful figure was hiding beside her made her tremble uncontrollably. However, Xizhu had no time to pay attention to her at the moment; her cold voice, like a chilling wind, came from her mouth.

"Mind your own business and try not to let me see you break the rules."

The word "rules" struck Shen Li like a thunderbolt, instantly bringing her to her senses. Only those people constantly talked about rules.