Not long afterward, when Fang Gu arrived.
He informed everyone that the last portion of the Kun Well Spring Water had already been used to temper his own undead.
At that moment, the last glimmer of hope was shattered once again.
Inside the hall, Mo Fan desperately wanted to stop this catastrophe!
But the result was the same.
Bo City's Earth Holy Spring had long since been completely absorbed by the Little Loach Pendant, the Holy Totem Vessel.
Even if it were melted down, not a single drop of spring water could be extracted from it anymore.
Outside, the roars of the undead echoed endlessly, like a funeral hymn offered to the doomed city.
Meanwhile.
Bo City Street in the Ancient Capital.
This district was home to the refugees who had escaped Bo City's disaster years ago.
Fang Yu had come here for one reason.
To capture Mu He.
He intended to use Mu He's testimony to provide the Ancient Capital's leadership with crucial information.
After searching the area for several days.
Today Fang Yu finally found him.
There was no point trying to reason with someone who had already gone completely insane.
Without hesitation, Fang Yu subdued him with magic before binding him with the power of Space Magic and dragging him away.
"We've reached another dead end. Is the Ancient Capital truly destined to fall today?" Han Ji sighed as he gazed beyond the golden barrier.
Suddenly, his aged eyes narrowed sharply.
The Mountain Corpse, at some point the Mountain Corpse had already entered the Northern District.
Its colossal body towered into the storm clouds, an overwhelming sight that shook everyone's spirit.
Its eyes radiated the light of death itself, as though declaring that everything before it would soon descend into hell.
"If we can find the Tigerjin Deacon, he's one of Salan's most important subordinates. Through him, we can expose Salan herself. That would free the Ancient Capital's strongest mages from suspicion and remove the need to keep them confined," Zhang Xiaohou suddenly said.
"That's true but we don't know who he really is. And at a time like this, we simply don't have the manpower to investigate," Han Ji replied with a sigh.
"I've met the Tigerjin Deacon before. From his voice, I'm certain he's someone I'm familiar with, but I just can't remember who it was."
Zhang Xiaohou looked deeply frustrated.
If he could remember the Tigerjin Deacon's identity.
Perhaps the Ancient Capital would still have a chance to survive.
"This isn't your fault," Mo Fan comforted him.
"Since you know the voice, why don't we start listing names and see if anything comes back to you?" Mu Bai suggested.
"Alright."
Zhang Xiaohou nodded.
Mo Fan and Mu Bai began naming people one after another, starting with powerful figures like Zhan Kong and Deng Kai before moving on to other influential individuals from Bo City.
Each name was rejected by Zhang Xiaohou.
"What about Mu He?" Mu Bai asked.
The instant the name Mu He left his mouth.
Zhang Xiaohou's entire body began trembling violently.
A splitting pain exploded inside his head, as though his skull were about to crack apart!
A sharp light flashed across Han Ji's eyes.
Seeing Zhang Xiaohou suddenly collapse in agony, shock immediately appeared on his face.
Han Ji rushed forward, grabbed Zhang Xiaohou's wrist, and tore open his sleeve.
Instantly a black centipede-like mark was revealed on Zhang Xiaohou's arm.
It looked as though it had burrowed directly into his flesh, appearing grotesque beyond words.
"The Forgetting Worm!!"
Han Ji cried out in alarm.
Mo Fan was completely stunned as well.
A black centipede of that size had been lurking inside Zhang Xiaohou's body all this time, yet none of them had noticed.
The creature had clearly been hidden there for a very long time.
It had already grown as thick as a thumb.
The thought of something like that living inside a human body was horrifying.
Zhang Xiaohou was in excruciating pain.
He bit his lips until they bled.
At that moment a soft white radiance spread from Han Ji's body.
A healing spirit butterfly with magnificent wings danced gracefully upon his aged fingertips.
With a gentle flick of his hand, Han Ji sent the butterfly into Zhang Xiaohou's body, where it collided head-on with the terrifying black poisonous centipede.
Zhang Xiaohou's skin became almost transparent.
A thin black poisonous thread stretched from his wrist all the way to his shoulder, then continued up the back of his neck before disappearing into the back of his head.
"So it's a Forgetting Worm. No wonder he can't remember what happened or who that person was. The Forgetting Worm is a Psychic Element parasitic creature that devours the most important memories hidden deep within a person's mind. The day the victim recalls everything is also the day they die!" the mysterious gray-robed man explained urgently.
"Then if Zhang Xiaohou regains his memories..." Su Xiaoluo stared at him in horror.
"The more memories he recovers, the closer he comes to death. The medicine you've been giving him most likely suppressed the Forgetting Worm's growth. Otherwise, the parasite would have killed him long ago. This is an extremely vicious technique combining the Psychic Element and the Curse Element," Han Ji said, drawing in a sharp breath.
Zhang Xiaohou writhed in unbearable agony.
Cold sweat poured from his body.
The veins across his skin bulged violently, looking ready to burst.
Most terrifying of all. The centipede-like Forgetting Worm seemed to realize its life was in danger.
After killing the healing spirit butterfly, it crawled rapidly along the black poisonous thread until it reached the back of Zhang Xiaohou's head!
"The Forgetting Worm has already fully matured. Killing it now will be extremely difficult. It seems your friend didn't merely hear the Tigerjin Deacon's voice. He must have learned about their entire conspiracy. It's just that he can no longer remember any of it. The only thing left in his memory is that voice," the mysterious gray-robed man said gravely.
Seeing Zhang Xiaohou suffering such unbearable pain, both Mo Fan and Su Xiaoluo felt their hearts tighten.
They had thought Zhang Xiaohou had already recovered.
They believed he was only pretending to have amnesia to avoid being hunted by the Black Vatican.
But the truth was, Zhang Xiaohou himself had no idea.
He had genuinely forgotten the most important memories buried deep within his heart.
And the moment those memories returned.
Death would immediately follow.
"Mu He, it's Mu He!!!!"
Enduring unbearable pain, Zhang Xiaohou practically roared the words from the depths of his throat.
"And... and..."
"Stop right now, or you'll lose your life!!" Han Ji shouted.
The memories of everything that happened after Zhang Xiaohou encountered the Cleaver Corpse Commander were pouring back into his mind. They were like a long-forgotten dream on the verge of awakening. Yet the deeper he searched, the more it felt as though his head was about to split apart!
Bang!!
Suddenly, the mysterious man dressed in gray and white moved like lightning. He struck the back of Zhang Xiaohou's neck with a heavy chop, forcibly knocking him unconscious.
The moment Zhang Xiaohou lost consciousness, he stopped searching for those forgotten memories. The terrifying blackish-green poison that had spread throughout his blood vessels finally ceased its activity and slowly subsided.
His body was deathly pale, with not the slightest trace of color on his face. The moment everyone saw the Forgetfulness Worm, they couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath.
Amnesia itself was not frightening. What was truly terrifying was believing you remembered everything. Real amnesia was when a part of your life had been erased, yet even after it vanished, you never realized it had ever existed.
Amnesia itself was not frightening. What was truly terrifying was believing you remembered everything. True amnesia was when a portion of your life had been erased, yet you remained completely unaware that it had ever been taken away.
"Since Mu He is the Tiger Deacon, then finding him means finding Salan!" Mo Fan said in a deep voice.
Just then, Fang Yu dragged Mu He into the Clock Tower Magic Association.
At that moment.
When everyone saw Fang Yu bringing Mu He with him.
Everyone present was surprised, then instantly overjoyed.
Mu He showed no awareness of being a prisoner. Instead, he calmly proposed a deal.
"I'll tell you the location of the Ancient King's Mausoleum. That way, you can meet the Ancient King face to face and negotiate with him. Of course, the condition is that you release those innocent Council Members, Elders, and Military Commanders."
This was Mu He's bargaining chip.
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