Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Chapter 900 The mastermind behind the scenes
[Life Mark] was removed from Rong Ao's body and injected into the body of Han Zhan who was seriously injured and dying.

This comes and goes.

Rong Ao, who had already been severely injured by the sword energy, had not yet fully recovered from his injuries.

After losing the [Mark of Life], the suppressed sword energy in his body erupted once again, and his entire body instantly became a bloody mess.

"Are you crazy?"

Seeing this scene, Emperor Rong's hand holding the black knife suddenly loosened, and he shouted.

He never thought that Rong Ao would give the [Mark of Life] to Han Zhan.

This is not giving away the [Mark of Life], this is giving away your life!

"What does he have to do with you? If you don't have the [Mark of Life], the sword energy in your body will wipe you out and you will die!"

Facing the old Emperor Rong who had lost his composure, Rong Ao grinned and calmed down.

He wanted to laugh, but the sword energy was wearing away his flesh and blood, making his smile a little distorted.

"He has nothing to do with me. In fact, he is my opponent."

"But this time, his survival is more important than my survival."

Rong Ao, covered in blood, staggered to his feet. He tried hard to maintain his balance, but fell to the ground again the next second.

Rong Ao did not give up. He endured the severe pain again and climbed up from where he fell.

This time, he gradually adapted to his frail body, dragging himself step by step to the middle of the old Rong Emperor and Han Zhan.

He stood between the two again!
This was the second time Rong Ao went against the will of the old Rong Emperor.

The first time was just now.

This was the first time that the old Rong Emperor had seen Rong Ao like this. He asked in a low voice, "Why?"

"Because you forgot your original intention of becoming an emperor."

Although Rong Ao's breath was getting weaker, his tone became more determined.

There was a belief and an impulse that supported his spirit and allowed him to say everything he wanted to say.

"What is an emperor?"

"To expand territory is to be an emperor, to defend the city is to be an emperor, to protect the people is to be an emperor, but no matter which one, it is far less important than eliminating the divine punishment!"

"Completely resolving the divine punishment will be a great feat that will benefit future generations for thousands of years, and will be praised by generations to come."

"As long as he can do this, what difference does it make whether he is a Quanrong or not?"

"So, Grandpa, what you care about is not the Quanrong or their people. What you care about is just your own power. You can't let go of the power that originally belonged to you, so you made up such a high-sounding reason for the Quanrong!"

Rong Ao's words were sonorous and powerful.

Because he was exerting too much force, more blood oozed out of his body, and the blood gathered into a small red puddle under his feet.

The old Rong Emperor opposite him fell silent after hearing these words.

"Jifa can resolve the divine punishment. If Jifa dies, the sacrifice to the gods cannot be completed."

"He is the only hope to resolve the divine punishment. Even if I die, he cannot die!"

When the old Emperor Rong heard this, he let out a long breath.

The murderous intent in his violent eyes gradually faded.

"I underestimated you."

The old Emperor Rong looked at his grandson and said calmly.

"I have never been optimistic about you since you were little. I know the upper limit of your talent, so even if you perform well, you are still far from being the strongest Quanrong warrior in my heart."

"That's why I never complimented you."

"But today, you dared to resist me, dared to rebuke me, dared to fight for an irrelevant person, and dared to give him your only support [Life Mark]."

"Rong Ao, you are now qualified to become the most powerful warrior of Quan Rong."

A strong warrior is not just strong in terms of martial strength.

Inner strength is more important.

After being repeatedly stopped by his grandson, the murderous intent of the old Rong Emperor completely disappeared, and he sneered and shook his head.

"I am really old and confused. How could I not have thought of such a simple truth?" "If you hadn't woken me up, I would still be immersed in the pursuit of power and unable to extricate myself."

"I'm getting old, getting old..."

The old Emperor Rong shook his head and tried to take back the black knife.

Seeing this scene, Rong Ao felt a little relieved.

But the next second, a flash of knife suddenly appeared.

A whimpering black light flashed by.

Rong Ao lowered his head in astonishment and confusion, looking at his bloody body, which was directly split in half by the falling sword energy!
Blood splattered on Han Zhan's face behind him.

Hot and ice cold.

Rong Ao is dead!
The old Rong Emperor put away his knife expressionlessly, as if the person he had just killed was not his grandson, but a stranger.

"You, do you have any last words?"

The old Rong Emperor's gaze fell on Han Zhan.

Han Zhan looked at the old Emperor Rong and suddenly chuckled.

"Come out, and stop playing tricks on me."

His sudden words made the whole scene fall silent.

The old Emperor Rong did not move, just looked at him quietly.

Han Zhan continued indifferently:

"The situation is already decided, Rong Ao is dead, and the old Emperor Rong has been completely controlled by you. Don't you dare show up in such a situation where you are sure to win?"

His words echoed and dissipated in the vast darkness.

Still no one responded.

Just when he thought no one would respond, a graceful and elegant figure suddenly appeared not far behind the old Rong Emperor.

"It seems that I still underestimated you. You are smarter than I thought."

"When did you find out?"

Looking at Bai Shang who appeared in front of him, there was no surprise in Han Zhan's eyes.

Just a little disappointed.

He was just guessing and couldn't be 100% sure. If possible, he would rather he guessed wrong.

Because, when Bai Shang appeared in front of him, it could only prove one thing.

Bai Shang is the mastermind behind the murder of Chang Hao!

"I had my suspicions long ago, but I never had any evidence."

"The art of telepathy is definitely not as simple as you say. It is an art that can see into people's minds. So, let's speculate reasonably, does it also have the ability to control people's minds?"

That's right.

Bai Shang’s telepathy allows him to control people’s minds.

In this way, it seems to make sense why Chang Hao chose to commit suicide and took all the charges when he committed suicide.

"Not only can he control people's minds, his telepathy should also be able to increase psychological hints without alerting the other party."

Han Zhan thought back to the past and realized that with his cautious personality, how could he easily agree to go to a place he had never heard of before.

Even if it is for power, it is impossible to act so rashly.

And Rong Lie, he is just a captain of a caravan. What qualifications does he have to pat his chest and guarantee that he will promise one of the two treasures to Han Zhan?

These are actually Bai Shang's subtle psychological hints.

Everyone has obsession in their heart, and all she did was to give a gentle push behind this obsession.

After listening to Han Zhan's words, Bai Shang smiled and shook her head.

"Stop trying to delay this."

"Your defeat is inevitable."

(End of this chapter)