Magma Fairy Palace, Main Hall.
The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit, casting off its diminutive form, once again became incredibly massive!
It raised its head and roared, its draconic horns nearly striking the hall's ceiling.
It was furious, it was enraged!
"No, Ning Xiaohui cannot leave here alive!"
"Absolutely not!!"
The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit had schemed and prepared for so many years, paying tremendous sacrifices step by step to weaken the Magma Fairy Palace.
It wanted to regain its freedom!
After enduring so much hardship for so long, it was finally at the last critical moment.
How could it allow its grand plan to be thwarted by Ning Xiaohui!
"That worthless brat Ning Zhuo is unreliable, forced to act by Zhu Xuanji!"
"I can only rely on myself now!!"
"I—the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit, would rather die than be bound any longer."
"I want freedom, freedom!"
It roared to the sky, unwilling to accept failure, resolute in its decision to risk its life.
However, it was constrained by the Three Ancestral Masters, even though they had long since perished. It didn't have the authority to directly kill Ning Xiaohui.
Ning Zhuo was also unreliable!
Cornered, the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit resorted to its old trick, borrowing the power of the Red Flame Demon Beasts.
Just as it had intentionally left behind the Mechanical Demon General in the past.
But this time, its move was even more significant!
Boom!
With a loud explosion, the Five Elements Turret fired, killing a few but successfully enraging the Demon Beast Tide.
The demon beasts began to launch a full-scale, frenzied assault.
The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit directed the defensive forces, intentionally reducing the mana support to the light shield.
The golden light sphere barrier immediately weakened to sixty percent strength.
Crack, crack, crack...
The attacks of the demon beasts quickly caused cracks to appear on the surface of the spherical light shield.
This time, the desperate Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit, in its fury, chose not to increase the mana supply as it had before but instead diverted essential mana to other insignificant mechanism buildings.
Bang.
With a muffled sound, a large hole was blasted open in the light shield.
The Red Flame Demon Beasts roared with excitement, surging through the hole like a waterfall falling from the sky, aggressively pouring into the Magma Fairy Palace!
Directly below the Red Flame Demon Beasts was the Historical Records Pavilion.
In the main hall.
Hundreds of fire whips formed, lashing at the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit in turn!
But the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit, instead of fleeing as it usually did, raised its head proudly, roared continuously, full of heroic spirit.
"I've pretended to be a tortoise for so long, who in this world would know that in life, I was a dragon on fire?!"
The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit's eyes shone as bright as the scorching sun, enduring the lashes of the fire whips to continue its control.
A large number of mechanism artifacts flew into the sky, clashing and fighting with the Red Flame Demon Beasts.
Under the command of the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit, the mechanism artifacts deliberately drove the demon beasts toward the Historical Records Pavilion.
"What's that noise?!" Ning Xiaohui had already sensed something was wrong when she heard the explosion.
The next moment, she realized what was happening, her face turning pale.
When she opened the door of the Historical Records Pavilion and saw the raging Red Flame Demon Beasts surrounding the area from all directions, and more demon beasts continuously falling from the sky, she was completely stunned.
Intense fear enveloped her entire body.
At that moment, she was so frightened that she froze in place!
A figure suddenly appeared nearby, casting a spell aimed at Ning Xiaohui's head.
It was Yang Chanyu!
"Don't even think about it!" In the critical moment, Zhu Zhen appeared, not only blocking Yang Chanyu's attack but also counterattacking.
Yang Chanyu was taken aback.
She hadn't expected there to be another hidden person nearby.
Zhu Zhen was a member of the Southern Bean Royal Family, specially dispatched to gather intelligence on other countries, possessing the power of a strong Golden Core Cultivator.
Concealment and stealth were one of his specialties!
Just as Yang Chanyu deflected Zhu Zhen's counterattack, several Golden Core figures surrounded her.
They were the Golden Pill Ancestors of the Zhou, Zheng, and Ning families!
"The fish has taken the bait, hahaha!"
"It's you again, Yang Chanyu!"
"Bukong Sect... Did you initiate the previous Golden Core battle?"
The three Golden Core Cultivators gritted their teeth, wielding magical treasures, attacking in unison.
Yang Chanyu's heart sank heavily, and she could only continuously retreat.
But her attempt to vanish failed.
Zhu Zhen pursued her relentlessly, "Yang Chanyu, you are marked by my spell. For an hour, you'll be tracked. Surrender, you can't escape!"
Ning Xiaohui's pupils contracted, and she trembled with fear.
Only then did she realize she had just ventured to the brink of death. If Zhu Zhen hadn't intervened, she'd already be dead at Yang Chanyu's hands.
Ning Xiaohui watched as the Golden Core Cultivators fought fiercely in the sky, slaughtering the Red Flame Demon Beasts. She fully understood her dire situation.
"I am the only one who has entered the Historical Records Pavilion!"
"I hold all the evidence of the true culprit!!"
"The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit wants to kill me!!!"
"Run, I must escape quickly."
Ning Xiaohui, having reviewed the materials from the Historical Records Pavilion, was now the person on Fire Persimmon Mountain who knew the most about the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit.
A large number of mechanism artifacts rushed to the vicinity of the Historical Records Pavilion.
Ning Xiaohui dared not trust these mechanical puppets. She knew they were all controlled by the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit.
Fortunately, the battlefield was extremely chaotic, and she spotted an opening, immediately fleeing!
Sun Lingtong saw this but did not act!
The enormous body of the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit almost filled the entire main hall. It couldn't command the mechanical puppets to target Ning Xiaohui.
To eliminate Ning Xiaohui, it had to rely on outsiders.
Originally, Ning Zhuo was the dagger in its plan, but now that Ning Zhuo was absent, it surveyed the entire situation and immediately targeted Sun Lingtong.
"Sun Lingtong!" The next moment, the voice of the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit echoed beside Sun Lingtong's ears.
"Kill Ning Xiaohui!"
"She has entered the Historical Records Pavilion and knows all of Ning Zhuo's secrets!"
Sun Lingtong's body trembled slightly.
"Act now!" the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit shouted.
Sun Lingtong widened his eyes, "Who are you? Suddenly appearing to scare me and trying to deceive me?!"
The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit: ...
Ning Xiaohui stumbled and found a chance to survive in the chaotic battlefield.
Two Foundation Establishment level Red Flame Demon Beasts spotted fresh meat and charged at Ning Xiaohui.
Bang, bang.
With two muffled sounds, the two Red Flame Demon Beasts were blasted apart mid-charge.
It turned out to be a Golden Core Cultivator from the Zhou Family making a move, protecting Ning Xiaohui.
Ning Xiaohui quickly ran.
More Red Flame Demon Beasts swarmed over.
Zheng Shuanggou threw his Moon Hook.
The Moon Hook flew into the air, unleashing a large amount of Golden Elixir power, forming a magical clone of Zheng Shuanggou.
The magical clone wielded the Moon Hook, landing beside Ning Xiaohui and slaying the Red Flame Demon Beasts.
Ning Xiaohui was saved again.
"Did you find anything in the Historical Records Pavilion?" the Moon Hook clone asked.
Ning Xiaohui shuddered, realizing, "Yes! If I expose the truth now, the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit, and Ning Zhuo will be done for. They will be too busy protecting themselves to kill me..."
With this thought, Ning Xiaohui hastily shook her head, blurting out, "I was just about to look when this happened, I didn't have time to see anything."
The Moon Hook clone nodded, not suspecting anything, "I'll escort you out first."
Ning Xiaohui: !!!!!!!
At that moment, she was utterly shocked and terrified!
Those were not the words she intended to say, but she said them anyway.
She was helpless!
"What, what's happening?!"
"Why did I say that?"
"I wanted to expose the truth, why can't I control myself?!!"
Ning Xiaohui desperately widened her eyes, looking at the Moon Hook clone for help.
But at this moment, a Golden Core level Red Flame Demon Beast charged over.
The Moon Hook clone showed a heavy expression, "You run quickly, I'll stop it!"
Ning Xiaohui was only at the Qi Refinement Realm, the Moon Hook clone had to keep its distance to avoid dragging her into the Golden Core level battle.
Seeing the Moon Hook clone about to leave, Ning Xiaohui grabbed her last chance, shouting—
"Senior, please be extremely careful!"
The Moon Hook clone was momentarily surprised, then laughed heartily, "Little girl, you should be careful. I'm just a magical clone."
"No, this is not what I wanted to say at all!" Ning Xiaohui screamed in her heart.
Terror!
Extreme terror clutched her heart tightly.
Ning Xiaohui was nearly suffocated by it.
"What's happening to me?"
"Why can't I speak the truth?"
"The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit, yes, it must be it!"
"This is its territory, it's interfering with me, it wants to kill me!!"
Ning Xiaohui's face was deathly pale, not a hint of color.
The face of the convict puppet was also deathly pale.
He sat dejectedly in his cell, the light dim, his expression troubled.
Suddenly, a hidden door in the center of the stage opened, and the black-clad envoy puppet walked out slowly.
The lights focused on the black-clad envoy puppet, making the surrounding cell even darker.
The deep drumbeats matched the black-clad envoy puppet's every step, making the audience feel a sense of darkness and pressure.
The convict puppet stood up as if electrified, shouting, "I didn't confess, I didn't confess, I never said you were the real culprit!"
The black-clad envoy sang in a cold voice, "Do not worry, I have a plan. As long as you fabricate accusations, you will surely escape death."
After singing this line, he said softly, "Commoner, do not fret, I am here to help you out of this danger."
"You only need to accuse Fang Qing, and I will ensure you avoid death and disaster!"
Clang.
A gong sound indicated the character's shock.
The convict puppet was so frightened that he stepped back and sat down heavily.
He looked at the black-clad envoy and sang urgently, "Fang Qing is an honest official, how can I falsely accuse him? I am just a commoner, how dare I cause such trouble?"
"These fabricated charges, how can they become real?"
"Oh no..."
The convict puppet shook his head, gesturing towards the audience, spreading his hands, "How can I be so lowly? How can I turn black into white, and deceive the people?"
The envoy puppet laughed coldly.
The Jinghu's sound abruptly became shrill.
The black-clad envoy sang, "What does it matter if he is an honest official? The commoners are nothing but a meaningless crowd."
"A meaningless crowd is easiest to manipulate. As long as people talk, their words can turn gold into dust."
"The truth hardly matters."
"As long as we accuse him, he will be doomed!"
Thus, the second act of the play "Fang Qing's Vindication" came to an end.