"It was you! You killed Shen Qingsheng!"
Mr. Tu was startled.
The originally disoriented Shen Shouxing suddenly had blood-red eyes, slowly turning to look at "Mr. Tu".
Mr. Tu's appearance was of a human demon with a deformed face, deathly pale skin, one hand clutching human skin, the other holding a sacrificial knife, both hands stained with blood.
A perfect image of a "murderer".
Shen Shouxing, stirred by this bloody scene, felt his heart tremble, and his voice was hoarse, "You... killed Qing'er?"
"You... killed my only son?"
Shen Shouxing's eyes were filled with blood veins.
Mr. Tu remained silent, not refuting.
In a sense, Shen Qingsheng did indeed die by his hand.
He initiated the nightmare, sending everyone's Divine Thought to the Evil Embryo. If Shen Qingsheng died in the nightmare, then he was indeed the "murderer".
Of course, he didn't know, Shen Qingsheng was actually fattened by Mo Hua like a pig, then used as a kite in the sky, feeding those vengeful spirits and fierce ghosts.
But his silence was equivalent to consent.
Shen Shouxing was struck as if by lightning, and then hatred spread like wildfire, instantly igniting his fury.
Shen Shouxing drew his sword with his left arm, eyes ferocious, and charged at Mr. Tu with a vicious sword light.
"I want you... to pay for my son's life!"
Shen Shouxing, consumed with anger, spared no effort on this strike.
Mr. Tu dared not be careless, he had to abandon Xun Ziyou and engaged in battle with Shen Shouxing.
Shen Shouxing's sword moves were ruthless, and Mr. Tu's strikes were insidious. For a while, sword Qi and blood light intertwined, shadows crisscrossing within the Divine Temple, fighting to a standstill.
Successfully directing the danger elsewhere, Mo Hua let out a sigh of relief.
He took advantage of Mr. Tu and Shen Shouxing's fight and quietly approached Xun Ziyou, whispering:
"Elder Xun, wake up..."
"Hey..."
"Elder Xun, please wake up... Don't you dare die on us."
Xun Ziyou still showed no reaction.
Mo Hua had no choice but to pinch his philtrum and yank his ears, "If you don't wake up, we'll all die here..."
Whether it was hearing Mo Hua say they'd die here, or the ear-pulling hurt him, Xun Ziyou frowned and slowly opened his eyes.