112: Chapter 112 The Emperor's Blood Flows, the False Emperor Reveals His True Form!

When Lin Yi's words fell, no one in the Ancestral Hall dared to respond.

Several Elders felt their scalps go numb.

The Third Elder, who had shouted the loudest earlier, didn't even dare to lift his head.

Chu Wanjun's face was tense, but he still forced himself to speak.

"Saint Lin, since the misunderstanding has been cleared up, why don't we let this matter end here?"

"Wanqing is, after all, an Imperial Daughter of the Chu Family; Family scandals should not be aired in public."

Lin Yi laughed.

"Family scandals should not be aired in public?"

"When you were throwing filth at her, why didn't you remember those words?"

"She stood here alone, pushed by you all to the point of almost losing her life, and now you tell me to let it end here?"

"Those few who were shouting to cripple her, imprison her, and seize her Imperial Weapon just now—you can step forward now!"

These few sentences left absolutely no room for face.

Chu Wanjun felt a tightness in his chest, yet he couldn't find the words to talk back.

Chu Wanqing glanced at Lin Yi, her nose feeling a bit sour again.

This feeling of being protected, of having someone stand up for her, was simply wonderful!

Chu Chengdao stood on high without speaking, but his face had already darkened.

Lin Yi didn't stop.

"What? Are you all mute?"

"Wanqing's matter could be overturned because her life was tough enough."

"But the person who harmed her must be dragged out."

"Since you've all chosen to be shrinking turtles, then don't blame This Holy Son!"

In an instant.

The atmosphere in the Ancestral Hall tightened again.

Chu Ningshuang had originally harbored a shred of hope.

Hearing this, her heart suddenly sank.

She subconsciously shifted half a step behind Chu Wanjun.

But she quickly stopped.

Retreating now would be too conspicuous.

Not retreating was no different from standing on the edge of a blade.

Her palms were covered in sweat.

Lin Yi saw all of this.

He raised his hand, and a drop of blood appeared in his palm.

This drop of blood wasn't large.

It was just a golden glow the size of a grain of rice.

But as soon as it appeared, the entire Ancestral Hall jolted.

It wasn't just the Spiritual Qi.

It was the blood.

It was the blood within all the Human Race Cultivators present.

Suddenly, it all went restless!

The Chu Family Disciples were stunned at first, and then someone let out a muffled groan.

Their Qi and blood surged, and their bones grew hot.

Even the rows of ancient memorial tablets deep within the Ancestral Hall lit up with faint golden patterns.

Chu Chengdao's pupils constricted.

Chu Wanjun also stood up abruptly.

The drop of Ancient Desolate Emperor essence blood from before was already shocking enough.

But compared to the drop of blood before them, it was 108,000 miles apart!

This was no ordinary Emperor's blood.

This was something that stood at the very source of the Human Race.

The voice of an older Chu Family Elder changed.

"This aura..."

"The Human Dao Origin?"

Lin Yi held the drop of golden blood on his fingertip.

The bloodlight was not intense.

Yet it weighed down the entire hall.

"That drop of Emperor's blood just now could only save people."

"This drop."

"Is specifically for exposing ghosts."

As soon as these words were spoken.

Chu Ningshuang's face turned completely white.

Her mind went buzz.

Retreat.

She had to retreat.

But just as she moved, Lin Yi had already flicked his hand, and that drop of human emperor blood flew out directly.

A flash of golden light.

The speed was so fast that only a single line remained.

Chu Ningshuang screamed and raised her hand to block.

"No!"

The golden glow had already landed on her.

In the next moment.

She froze in place.

There was no explosion.

There was no roar.

But it was even more terrifying than when Chu Wanqing was refining the Emperor's blood earlier.

The luxurious Imperial Daughter's gown on Chu Ningshuang's body first brightened, then dimmed.

The Phoenix Patterns on the hem extinguished inch by inch.

Immediately after, a patch of black markings emerged on her neck.

The black markings crawled down her collarbone.

Soon, they reached her wrists.

That was absolutely not something the Chu Family's Imperial Phoenix Bloodline should have.

It was cold.

Decadent.

It even carried an evil energy that made one's chest feel tight.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Chu Ningshuang opened her mouth and shrieked, her voice changing pitch.

Wisps of black Qi were forced out of her body by the golden light, drilling out through her pores.

Her aura, which had been somewhat stable, dissipated on the spot.

Replacing it was a pieced-together Fake Imperial Might.

It was impure.

And dirty.

The Chu Family Disciples were in an uproar.

"What is that thing?"

"How can she have this kind of aura on her?"

"This isn't Imperial Phoenix blood."

"Nonsense, whose Imperial Phoenix blood emits black Qi?"

"She's the one with the problem!"

The xuantian mirror also suddenly began to vibrate at this time.

That ancient stone mirror had previously had a layer of black filth forced out by Chu Wanqing's blood.

Now, illuminated by the human emperor blood, the filth on the mirror's surface directly boiled.

A wisp of black light shot out from the mirror's surface and collided with the black Qi on Chu Ningshuang's body.

The two sides' Qi signatures immediately linked; the evidence had jumped out on its own.

At this moment, the entire Ancestral Hall was in total chaos.

The muscles on Chu Chengdao's face tensed up.

He was at the Peak Quasi-Emperor stage.

He could see more clearly than anyone else.

The Meridians inside Chu Ningshuang's body were absolutely not the pathways a normal Imperial Family Bloodline should have.

Those were fake Imperial Veins forcibly connected by Yin methods, and they contained more than one foreign Origin.

It was incredibly messy.

Usually, it was fine while being suppressed by forbidden techniques, but once the human emperor blood landed, this layer of skin was completely peeled back.

Chu Wanjun also panicked.

Truly panicked.

He had originally intended to rely on his mouth and his seniority to continue holding his ground.

But now, he couldn't hold it.

So many people were watching.

Even the xuantian mirror was slapping his face.

This blame was too heavy; even he would find it hard to bear!

Lin Yi stood in place with his hands behind his back.

The golden light of the human emperor blood shone on him, making him appear even colder.

He looked at Chu Ningshuang, his voice not loud.

"Acquired stripping of Origins."

"Constructing veins with Yin methods."

"Using Origins from who-knows-where to forcibly piece together a Fake Imperial Body."

"A thing like you dares to pin blame on Wanqing's head?"

Chu Ningshuang trembled all over.

She still wanted to pretend.

But now, she couldn't pretend at all.

The Yin Qi inside her was being deathly suppressed by the human emperor blood; she even struggled to stand steady.

She suddenly looked up.

"It wasn't me!"

"I didn't!"

"There's something wrong with this drop of blood, it's you, you're deliberately harming me!"

Lin Yi glanced at her.

"Still being stubborn."

"This mouth of yours is indeed tougher than your Bloodline."

Su Yuxi stood to the side and gave a soft snort.

"It's already come to this, and she still won't admit it."

Shen Qingyue also spoke.

"The Yin method inside her didn't form in a day or two."

"It's been used for a long time at least."

"And she's swallowed foreign Origins more than once."

As soon as these words were out.

The expressions of the Chu Family members became even more unsightly.

Swallowing foreign Origins.

These four words were a capital offense within an Imperial Family.

Not to mention doing such a thing while holding the status of an Imperial Daughter.

Chu Wanqing looked at Chu Ningshuang, her fingers clenching tight.

The humiliation and cold stares of these past few days.

The rumors that had almost crushed her these past few days.

Now, they all had an owner!

She walked out step by step, the Imperial Phoenix phantom following her with a soft cry.

"Chu Ningshuang."

"Don't you always love to say it's for the sake of the Family?"

"How can you even deserve to call this 'for the sake of the Family'?"

Chu Ningshuang stared at her intently.

Staring at this person who was supposed to have been stepped on by her.

Staring at that golden Imperial Phoenix above her head.

The resentment in her chest was almost impossible to suppress.

Why?

Why was it always just a little bit short!

Why did Lin Yi have to come!

Why was it that after she had prepared for so long, the situation was still overturned?

She gritted her teeth so hard that her mouth tasted of blood.

"Chu Wanqing, don't be so smug."

"You're just lucky."

"If it wasn't for Lin Yi, what would you be?"

The moment those words fell.

Slap!

A slap of Spiritual Power was delivered from across the air.

The one who struck was Chu Chengdao.

Chu Ningshuang was sent flying sideways, slamming heavily onto the ground.

The hall suddenly became even quieter.

Chu Chengdao slowly walked down from the high platform, his Quasi-Emperor pressure gradually spreading out.

That face was already chillingly cold.

"Even at this stage."

"You still dare to throw filth at Qing'er!"

"Do you truly think This Emperor cannot see the problems with your body?"