cause of death

The Palace Mistress of Cold Moon Palace had entered a Secret Realm at this moment.

Feeling the Dao aura within the Secret Realm, the Palace Mistress's expression carried deep sorrow.

Because it was too familiar.

This was the Dao aura of her younger sister.

"I knew you were playful, but what I truly did not expect was that you would fall in this place!"

The Palace Mistress continued to walk slowly.

Memories of the time she spent with her younger sister flashed continuously through her mind.

That younger sister, who looked exactly like her, loved to cling to her.

She was clever and mischievous; whenever she wanted something, she loved to act spoiled with her.

Back when she saw her younger sister's soul lamp extinguish.

The Palace Mistress had wanted nothing more than to shatter this small island with a single slap.

But in the end, she restrained herself.

Because she knew that although her younger sister was playful, her strength was not low.

Even if this small island suppressed cultivation, no Cultivator on the island was her younger sister's match.

Therefore, her younger sister's fall could not have been caused by anyone on this small island.

It was likely that someone from the Central Continent had taken action or even plotted against her.

Intentionally making her angry so she would shatter this place with a slap.

Although the Palace Mistress did not know why the person behind this had plotted against her, making her shatter this small island.

She must absolutely not let the person behind this succeed.

Not only that, she had to investigate clearly who exactly had plotted against her.

Who dared to use her younger sister's life to plot against her.

But the Palace Mistress investigated for a long time without uncovering any clues.

Her only hope now was to see if her younger sister had left any clues behind.

But when the Palace Mistress saw her younger sister's corpse.

Her rage instantly froze the entire Secret Realm.

It would have been one thing if her younger sister's arm had been severed.

An Immortal's corpse is difficult to decay.

Even after the fall of a god, the appearance remains unchanged.

But at this moment.

Her younger sister's face, which looked just like her own, was a bloody mess.

"Hum..."

The Palace Mistress vanished instantly.

Before long.

She directly used supreme Immortal arts to reconsolidate the Saint's sister's Divine Soul.

Although the reconsolidated Divine Soul was incomplete.

She had obtained the information she wanted to know.

It turned out that the Saint's sister had not been satisfied with just taking the thousand blade silk.

She was actually jealous of her younger sister's appearance, and even more jealous that her younger sister still maintained her beauty after death.

Thus, not only did she take the thousand blade silk, she even deliberately ruined the face of the corpse.

"Boom~"

The Palace Mistress used an Immortal art to fix the Divine Soul in a kneeling position before her younger sister.

"Ah..."

The Divine Soul let out continuous, shrill screams.

Because the Palace Mistress not only made her Divine Soul kneel.

The Divine Soul was also being continuously scorched by waves of flames.

Not only that.

The Palace Mistress added a large amount of Soul Nourishing Stones.

This was to ensure that the Divine Soul would not dissipate so quickly.

She wanted to make this Divine Soul wish it were dead.

"Don't... don't do this to me..."

The Divine Soul was shocked into clarity by the burning.

The Palace Mistress sneered.

"This is excellent. Making you suffer while conscious pleases me much more than when you were dazed just now!"

The Divine Soul was filled with despair.

"No, don't do this to me. I know I was wrong. From now on, I am willing to become your slave. I will do whatever you ask!"

The Palace Mistress cast another sound-isolation Formation.

Instantly preventing any sound from the Divine Soul from escaping.

Now, one could only see the Divine Soul struggling continuously, its mouth moving incessantly.

The Palace Mistress paid it no more mind.

She took out an Immortal coffin and personally carried her younger sister's corpse inside.

"Little sister, I have come to take you home!"

The Palace Mistress's movements were gentle and cherished.

She restored her younger sister's appearance.

At the same time, she changed her younger sister into better clothes.

But suddenly, a small box fell out of her younger sister's sleeve.

"Click, click, click..."

Inside the small box, there seemed to be a mechanism shifting.

Following that, the small box opened completely.

Immediately, a recording played.

"Dang dang dang~ Haha, big sister, you didn't expect it, did you? It's me!"

"Ahahaha, but when you see me like this, it means I am no longer here!"

"Sigh~ I do have some regrets. I didn't believe big sister's words before, saying that most people who cultivate in this world are treacherous, and that the purely kind will die until not even their bones are left. I didn't believe it, but now I do!"

"But I still don't believe it. I still believe that in any world, there are plenty of good people!"

"Of course, the result disappointed me greatly, but after arriving here, I did discover something very interesting!"

Then in the recording, the Palace Mistress's younger sister took out a memory pearl.

"See this thing? Let me tell you, it's so much fun! It actually contains our story, and both big sister and I married the same person!"

But as she spoke, the projection tossed the memory pearl aside.

"That's not important. What's important is that you can't believe everything inside!"

"However, some things are true, for example, that person named Zhou Ziming!"

"My death, although largely caused by people from the Central Continent plotting intentionally—though I don't know who it was—that doesn't have much direct connection. A large part of the reason for my death is because of Zhou Ziming. Of course, I'm not saying Zhou Ziming is the murderer, but rather, this matter was my own choice!"

"As for the specific situation, I have also made a memory pearl; it is in my mouth. Big sister, you can check it yourself!"

"Alright, big sister, no need to be sad. Although I have died, I haven't died completely. Rest assured, we will meet again in the future!"

Then the projection ended.

The Palace Mistress of Cold Moon Palace stood dazed on the spot for a long time.

After hesitating for a moment, she took a bead from her younger sister's mouth.

Subsequently, the Palace Mistress tapped the bead and closed her eyes slightly.

The beginning was a scene that one could not bear to look at.

This made the Palace Mistress's vision go dark.

"Even in death, you are still so improper!"

The Palace Mistress could not help but spit.

Afterwards, she patiently continued to watch.

Gradually, the Palace Mistress's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Because in this memory.

Her younger sister appeared in disguise.

But just after arriving here.

She encountered a Black-Robed Man.

That Black-Robed Man actually knew her identity and also knew her background.

And the Black-Robed Man's intent indicated that he had no malice toward her younger sister.

"I have something here. I believe that after you finish watching it, you will understand!"

The Black-Robed Man threw a memory pearl to her younger sister.

After her younger sister took the bead and watched it, she was far calmer than the Black-Robed Man had imagined.

"I know you don't believe it, but this is the truth!"

The Palace Mistress's younger sister nodded.

"Fine, even if what you say is true, then what? What is your purpose in letting me know this?"

Black-Robed Man: "We can cooperate to change this fate!"

The Palace Mistress's younger sister shook her head: "Just relying on this to make me kill or target someone, I cannot do it!"

The Black-Robed Man sighed.

"You are still so kind, but it is precisely because of this that you were deceived by Zhou Ziming!"

Then the Black-Robed Man vanished.