Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 904 - 439: The Stone Door That Can’t Be Opened_2

Chapter 904: Chapter 439: The Stone Door That Can’t Be Opened_2

Those threads seemed like countless sharp knives, instantly slicing the Monkey Demon into countless fragments.

Then they disappeared without a trace, leaving only ripples of blood spreading out.

Seeing this scene, the two of them were shocked.

Jiang Shouzhong knitted his sword-like brows, gazing at the calm black lake, said, "Could this be a dead end?"

Jiang Yi tore a piece of her clothing, and with a slight twist of her wrist, tossed it high above the lake’s surface.

As soon as the cloth entered the space above the deep lake, countless white threads, as thin as hair yet gleaming with a chilling cold light, shot out from the lake water in an instant.

The cloth was instantly shredded into fine powder, disappearing without a trace.

Even in just that brief moment, the intense killing aura released made Jiang Shouzhong’s spine chill, and a cold sensation shot up from his tailbone.

"It seems using Qinggong to cross is also not feasible."

Jiang Shouzhong dared not gamble on whether these hidden threads in the lake would cause harm to him and Jiang Yi, both are experts.

If they lost the bet, they would end up as fragments.

But the question is, how did Fang Zishang get across?

Jiang Shouzhong couldn’t figure it out.

Or could it be that there’s another hidden mechanism for crossing the lake?

Jiang Yi instinctively moved a little further from the deep lake, looking at Jiang Shouzhong with her beautiful eyes and asked, "What should we do? Forcefully fly across?"

"Let’s not be rash, let me think."

Jiang Shouzhong again came to the small stele and examined it carefully.

Jiang Yi, seeing this, sat idly to the side.

Seeing the beautiful woman appear indifferent, Jiang Shouzhong said helplessly, "Ms. Jiang, are you planning to delegate all the thinking to me?"

Jiang Yi slightly lifted her eyelids, gave him a sidelong glance, held her chin with her hand, and lazily said:

"Oh, no help. I’m old, my brain is like congealed paste, can’t turn at all, really stupid. I can only trouble you, Hero Jiang, with your clever mind."

Then, the woman playfully blinked a few times, waving her little fist: "Go for it, Hero Jiang."

Jiang Shouzhong shook his head helplessly, and seriously examined the stele.

He first felt the entire stele thoroughly, ensuring there were no hidden mechanisms, then stared at the four characters on the stele blankly.

"Turning back is the shore... Turning back is the shore..."

Jiang Shouzhong kept muttering.

He raised his eyes to look at the opposite shore of the deep lake, then looked back at the passage entrance where they had just been.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration crossed his mind.

Jiang Shouzhong laughed out loud, slapping his forehead and said:

"I should have thought of it earlier, this place isn’t normal, how can we use conventional thinking to judge it?"

"Figured out the way out?" Jiang Yi looked at him surprised.

Jiang Shouzhong laughed and said, "Let’s go."

"How do we go?"

"Turn back."

Jiang Shouzhong turned and walked towards the passage.

Jiang Yi paused, then quickly followed: "No longer looking for the Sacrificial Land? Just going back like this?"

Jiang Shouzhong smiled and said, "Just follow me."

"Why so mysterious."

Jiang Yi pouted.

However, the woman was soon speechlessly surprised.

The monkey murals that lined the walls when they came were now all gone, only some glowing red vines hung on the walls, looking from afar like a red ribbon.

Jiang Yi then realized, and sneered at herself: "Turning back is the shore."

As expected, when the two walked out of the passage, they magically arrived at the cave entrance on the opposite shore.

"What now?"

Jiang Yi frowned and asked, "We’ve come out of the cave entrance, but in front of us is still the deep lake, could the Sacrificial Land be at the bottom of the lake?"

Jiang Shouzhong shook his head and laughed, "No, we’ve arrived at the entrance to the Sacrificial Land."

Jiang Yi paused for a moment, then turned to look back at the cave entrance they had just exited, and suddenly understood: "Going back in?"

"So smart."

Jiang Shouzhong gave a thumbs up.

Jiang Yi charmingly rolled her eyes at him, her lively eyes seemed to contain an autumn pool, full of allure with sparkling waves: "I feel like Hero Jiang is mocking me?"

"Really not."

Jiang Shouzhong looked innocent.

Jiang Yi reached out and pinched his ear, and said with a cold snort: "Better not be."

She sighed again, murmuring: "Actually, having a man to rely on is quite nice."

Jiang Shouzhong heard this and was about to speak, but the woman glared back at him: "Shut up."

Jiang Shouzhong sheepishly closed his mouth.

...

As Jiang Shouzhong and Jiang Yi entered the Sacrificial Land, Fang Zishang had already ventured into the depths.

The altar was in a state of disrepair, with a broken pillar standing in the center, half buried in bricks and rubble, and the other half awkwardly stretching towards the sky, completely different from when he had come here in the past.

Fang Zishang came before a stone door.

The engravings on the stone door were blurry, now only intermittent lines remained.

"Madam... we are finally going to meet again."

Fang Zishang’s lips quivered slightly as he gently caressed the rough, icy surface of the stone door, a fervent light flickering in his eyes.

He pulled out a peculiar bone from his chest, inserted it into a hidden groove beside the stone door, then gripped the lever beside it tightly, taking a deep breath, and pulled with force.

However, the expected roar of the stone door opening did not sound.

Fang Zishang was taken aback.

He pulled the lever again, the veins on his arms bulging.

The stone door still did not respond.

"How could this be..."

Fang Zishang’s voice carried a tinge of tremor, with fear and unease.

He clumsily took out the bone and forcefully wiped it with his sleeve, carefully inserting it back into the groove.

Then, he held his breath and pulled the lever very slowly.

The stone door remained motionless.

"Impossible! It can’t be opened!"

Fang Zishang shook his head, repeating the action to open the door, over and over again.

The stone door continued to stand quietly, silently watching him.

"Why won’t it open?"

The man’s voice gradually heightened, carrying a hint of hysterical madness, "Why!"

"I don’t believe it! It must open!"

"I don’t believe it!"

"..."

The man crazily pounded on the hard stone door, his fists bleeding profusely.

Suddenly, his ears moved, as if he heard some faint sounds.

Following the direction of the sound, Fang Zishang was surprised to find a small stone coffin under the broken pillar.

Opening the coffin lid, a small figure came into view—it was Jiang Erliang.

At this moment, Jiang Erliang had a bright red talisman stuck to his forehead.

Although he appeared conscious, it was obvious he was restrained by a mysterious force, with a bone knife placed on his chest.

If one looked closely, this bone knife was identical to the one Jiang Yi held in the Illusion, the one used to kill Jiang Shouzhong.

"Madam?"

Upon seeing the little girl, Fang Zishang’s expression showed a trace of confusion as he muttered under his breath.

However, the man quickly regained some clarity.

"Who are you?"

Fang Zishang’s eyes carried a hint of confusion and alertness.

Jiang Erliang could not speak, a faint painful sound coming from his throat.

"That kid was looking for a little girl—is it you?"

Fang Zishang came to a sudden realization.

He glanced around and laughed:

"It seems that girl You Tan caught you and brought you here, planning a sacrificial ritual but died beforehand. You’re quite lucky, girl."

Fang Zishang reached out to tear off the talisman on Erliang’s forehead.

Just as his fingers were about to touch the talisman, Fang Zishang suddenly paused, his gaze landing on the bone knife.

He suddenly looked up at the tightly closed stone door, muttering to himself:

"You Tan wanted to open that door? That’s right, she must have wanted to open that door! That’s why she went to great lengths to capture you, intending to use your life as a sacrifice."

Fang Zishang’s expression became complicated.

The hand that had originally planned to tear off the talisman slowly moved downwards and grasped the bone knife,

the man’s arm trembled slightly.

"So... by killing you, the stone door will open."

"By killing you, I... can see Madam, right?"