In his heart, the sorrow deepened.
This "sorrow" impacted his mind, leading him to commit a major taboo:
If the Taoist Heart is unsettled, one must not spy on heavenly secrets or deduce cause and effect.
But at this moment, he could no longer care about such matters.
He must find out who dared to commit this outrageous act, leading to the death of the Xiao family’s Heaven’s Chosen Son.
Moreover, that Inspector from the Xia family was merely a Feather Transformation, barely scraping the surface of cause and effect, and nothing happened when he calculated.
As for himself, a Heaven Void who had studied the heavenly secrets for many years, shielding the Xiao family from harm countless times—though he might not deduce anything, there shouldn’t be any serious consequences.
The Xiao Family Ancestor silently recited the Heavenly Mechanism Technique, Divine Thought swirling, and began deducing upon the bloody corpse of Xiao Tianquan.
He calculated the cause and effect of Xiao Tianquan.
Yet as he calculated, he was suddenly shocked.
Heavenly secrets circulated, cause and effect reversed.
The Xiao Family Ancestor saw his great-grandson, outside, using torture, wantonly killing.
He saw him on the Rouge Boat, indulging in revelry, depraved beyond measure.
He saw him in a water village, slaughtering cultivators, then sacrificing them all to an unknown altar...
The Xiao Family Ancestor’s expression changed.
This person, who killed without hesitation, filled with Evil Qi, and with a fierce gaze, was not the obedient and understanding great-grandson he knew!
Why had he never noticed before?
What had obscured his understanding?
Now that Xiao Tianquan was dead, the fog lifted, and the truth surfaced?
The Xiao Family Ancestor suddenly felt a chill on his back.
He continued with the deduction...
At this moment, a trace of a heavenly secret warning suddenly appeared.
But the Xiao Family Ancestor, swayed by emotions and turmoil, ignored this warning.
He wanted to know what his seemingly obedient great-grandson truly did.
And, who exactly killed him!
Even if his great-grandson’s actions were disgraceful, he was still part of the Xiao family; it was not for outsiders to condemn him.
Even if he was guilty of death, it should be the Ancestor’s duty to personally punish him, not for outsiders to have the right to kill his grandson!
Unconsciously, a blood-red hue emerged in the eyes of the Xiao Family Ancestor.
He continued deducing, and soon, saw the Dragon King Temple.
He saw a group of people in the Dragon King Temple, but all of them appeared hazy, unclear.
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He knew not if this "little ghost" was a living person or something else, but its presence was so unique, one could not ignore it.
As if this little ghost was the core of the group, and the deepest source of Xiao Tianquan’s resentment.
But this little ghost always had its back to the Xiao Family Ancestor.
The Xiao Family Ancestor wished for a glimpse of this little ghost’s visage, thus expending more Divine Thought, pushing his Heavenly Mechanism Technique to its limits.
But before he could calculate anything, the little ghost suddenly paused, as if sensing someone wanted to observe him.
He met the Xiao Family Ancestor’s expectations and slowly turned to face him.
In his daze, the Xiao Family Ancestor finally saw the little ghost’s face.
This was a terrifying visage, oozing Black Blood, like that of something freshly hatched from an embryo, adorned with eerie ram horns.
The little ghost grinned at the Xiao Family Ancestor, revealing an innocent yet bizarre smile.
The Xiao Family Ancestor silently drew in a cold breath.
A chill surged directly to his crown.
Anger receded, and he finally came back to his senses.
He finally realized he seemed to have committed an extremely fatal mistake.
It seemed he calculated something he should never have attempted to calculate.
The Xiao Family Ancestor forced himself to remain calm, silently averting his gaze, attempting to withdraw his Divine Thought from the little ghost’s gaze.
However, a more immense, more ancient, and deeply frightening aura gradually approached from all around.
As if due to his disturbance, some sinister "entity" was slowly awakening from its eternal slumber...