Shen Li seed to have guessed what she was thinking and suddenly said, "Xiao Tang’er, can I go with you?"
Shen Tang naturally wouldn’t refuse him.
The Beast Husbands had gone through many battles, and their ntal state was not good. After Shen Tang completed spiritual soothing for them, she set out for the forr location of Necro’s palace.
This place had once been territory occupied by the rebel army, now it still retained so residual forces. Shen Tang ordered Commander North to co in person to incorporate them.
The current rebel army had long lost its forr arrogance. Seeing the two arrive, they respectfully knelt in salute, not daring to overstep in the slightest.
North was sharp-eyed and imdiately changed his tone, respectfully stepping forward to salute, "Why has Your Majesty co personally? What orders do you have?"
Shen Tang got straight to the point, "Do you know where the Blood Clan prophecy book is?"
From the mory left by the blood beads, she learned that an ancestral Priest of the Blood Clan had left a prophecy book. Most of the prophecies in the book had co true, making it not just a prophecy but almost a docuntary. Through it, one could deduce many secrets of the Blood Clan’s past.
North was shocked and after seriously contemplating, replied, "I do not know the whereabouts of the prophecy book. But if it is important, it would likely be stored in the leader’s study. Why not let take Your Majesty there to investigate?"
"Alright, lead the way."
North then guided the two forward.
The palace built by Necro was extrely magnificent, not inferior to the Imperial Palace of the Night Glow Empire. But compared to the palaces of various countries, this place seed empty and cold, almost uninhabited.
Since his departure, no one dared to set foot here.
The entire palace was shrouded in darkness, like a sleeping Fierce Beast, exuding a chilling aura. From a distance, it appeared like a haunted house.
Even though Shen Tang had stayed here briefly before, the palace was so large that she only dared to roam around the sleeping quarters or nearby palaces and gardens. She avoided sensitive areas like the conference hall and study to prevent arousing Necro’s suspicion.
Shen Tang searched the study but did not find the prophecy book.
Later, she used spiritual power to probe and found a hidden compartnt on the wall bricks to the left of the entrance.
"There’s actually a chanism here." Shen Tang stepped forward in surprise.
Shen Li also raised an eyebrow and stepped closer, attempting a few tis before successfully triggering the chanism.
A secret drawer popped out.
Inside it was an ancient book with yellowed pages.
This dusty book was very heavy, even after centuries and careful preservation by the Blood Clan over generations, it was still sowhat damaged.
The cover was blank, but the two of them recognized it should be the legendary prophecy book of the Blood Clan Priest.
Shen Tang started in earnest from the first page.
As soon as she opened it, she was in trouble.
Though the book recorded various events large and small, the written language was an ancient style unknown to her, likely the Blood Clan’s common ancient language, difficult for outsiders to interpret. Only major events were accompanied by hand-drawn illustrations, but after centuries of fading and damage, they were hard to discern.
"System, can you parse these ancient characters?"
The system regrettably stated that there was no relevant corpus support.
Shen Li gazed at the dense ancient script, suddenly pausing, then narrowing his long fox-like eyes in contemplation.
Shen Tang flipped page after page, nearing the book’s end, finally seeing the prophecy illustration of the Blood Clan’s demise day—
A great fire consud everything.
The pure white halls burned black.
Ravens and bats swirled overhead, feasting on corpses and blood.
The sky was stained crimson.
Reveling plunderers took away the Blood Clan’s treasure.
However, this was not the last prophecy.
Shen Tang continued flipping forward.
Her fingertips suddenly halted.
Stopping on the second-to-last page, trembling slightly.
This was the book’s final prophecy, likewise accompanied by an illustration.
The image was very blurred, difficult to discern its details, but faintly visible were two figures standing high up. One spread black wings, evidently a Blood Clan descendant; the other was wielding a sword piercing his body.
Wasn’t this...
The scene from the day she assassinated Necro?
So.
The prophecy had foreseen all this.
Thus, the prophecy ended, announcing the ultimate demise of the Blood Clan.
Afterwards, there was no more content.
Only a blank page remained, nothing written.
Not sure if it was an extra page left, or if it had a deeper aning.
As Shen Tang turned to the last page, a pure white jasmine flower quietly appeared before her eyes.
Not knowing who had tucked it into the book, nor how long it had been preserved, the jasmine had beco a vivid specin, silent as a mystery.
It probably had nothing to do with her.
Yet sohow.
At this mont.
Shen Tang’s nose suddenly turned sour.
Shen Li gently embraced her, softly comforting, "It’s all over, don’t be sad."
"Mm."
Shen Tang gently closed the book. Just as she was about to return it to the hidden compartnt, Shen Li suddenly spoke, "Xiao Tang’er, can I borrow the book again?"
Without much thought, Shen Tang handed the book to him.
After all, the Blood Clan had perished, the book would not be read again, and Shen Li always liked researching these rare ancient texts, probably wanting to explore its secrets.
Unfortunately, the Blood Clan’s ancient language had long been lost, ultimately difficult to interpret its aning.
Afterward, the two proceeded to the forbidden place of the Blood Clan.
This place still had yellow sands whirling across the sky, and the lost ancient hall stood silent amidst the sea of sand, undisturbed for centuries.
Sensing unfamiliar presence approaching, distant thundering bood from the depths of the desert, and the massive Bone Beast broke through the sand, blocking the hall entrance.
But it could barely sustain its body, many bones had broken. Struggling to stand up, it collapsed on the ground like a heap of scattered bones.
The red glow in the skull dimd slightly.
Sohow, Shen Tang saw a bit of grievance and frustration in those emotionless bone eyes.
It lay on the ground, emitting a powerless low howl, like a dying Ordinary wild beast.
Shen Tang stepped forward, taking out the blood beads from space.
The Bone Beast, weakened and howling, fell silent the instant it saw the blood beads.
Its scarlet bone eyes stared at the blood beads, and monts later, it let out a long, sorrowful howl that echoed on and on.
Shen Tang could almost imagine that if it were still alive, it might shed tears now.
Unfortunately, Bone Beast had no tears.
It no longer attacked the two, instead retreated slowly, clearing the path to the gate.
Shen Tang did not enter imdiately.
She walked to the side of the Ancient Beast, raised her hand, and gentle Healing power appeared.
Radiant light transford into delicate threads, entwining the broken white bones of the Bone Beast, patiently connecting them one by one. Soon, the Bone Beast restored to its prior majestic form, wings fluttering, raising a cloud of sand.
But it was not over yet.
Among the long-dead white bones, new flesh began to erge!
Flesh covered the skeleton, then grew skin, hair, and scales...this long-dead Bone Beast, resurrected to its forr self!
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