“If you refuse, you’ll wish you were dead.”

“If you lie to me, you’ll wish you were dead.”

“Even if you try to deceive me, you will wish you were dead.”

That was all Jiang Wang meant to convey.

The Snake Bone Mask wearer looked pitiful at the moment, but Jiang Wang wouldn’t spare her any sympathy.

After confirming that his meaning had been conveyed, he asked directly, “Why did you mistake me for the envoy?”

In his opinion, the reason for the Snake Bone Mask wearer’s mistake was probably due to the Nether Candle still residing within the Towering Heaven Palace.

Before leaving Maple Leaf City, Miao Yu had said that the Nether Candle was something she couldn’t find anywhere, which showed that it was very important to the White Bone Dao.

But he still wanted confirmation from the Snake Bone Mask wearer and, ideally, further information about the Nether Candle.

If she could, the Snake Bone Mask wearer would have devoured him alive, but she couldn’t.

As Jiang Wang said, she came from the White Bone Dao and knew very well that there were tortures more terrible than death. Death was the eternal void, but one would no longer have any feeling and wouldn’t need to experience anything.

Especially for the White Bone Dao, death was the only fairness in the world. Although she had become attached to life because of Dog Mask’s death, death wasn’t entirely unacceptable when it became unavoidable.

There were many methods to make a person beg for death, and she herself had tried many times. The human tendon used to hang the plague bell was one of those experiments.

Of course, she used to be the one inflicting the torture, cold and composed, able to observe and explore the observation of humanity or the so-called cruel beauty. But once she realized that she might encounter that kind of situation, she couldn’t avoid being afraid.

Having known fear, she understood it even more.

The Snake Bone Mask wearer was silent for a while, and finally gripped the Snake Tongue Sword and wrote on the open ground: “Yue City cultivators said you were Zhang Linchuan.”

It is worth mentioning that the person wrote in the script of the State of Zhuang.

The script of the State of Zhuang was derived from the script of the State of Jing, which was commonly used in the affiliated countries of the Dao, but it had formed its own characteristics.

It is said that the script of the State of Jing evolved from the Dao Script and is the most noble script in the world (according to the people of Jing).

The so-called Dao Script is the pattern of the Great Dao.

But what worried Jiang Wang was the information conveyed by the Snake Bone Mask wearer itself.

Could things in the world really be so coincidental!

He had only casually mentioned Zhang Linchuan, and that was passed on to the Snake Bone Mask wearer by those Yue City cultivators.

Jiang Wang’s original second question was, “Who is the envoy you are talking about?”

But this question didn’t need to be asked.

Zhang Linchuan was actually the White Bone Envoy!

The third-ranked on the Maple Leaf City Dao Merit List, a popular figure at the Maple Leaf City Dao Academy, his true identity was actually a high-ranking member of the White Bone Dao.

At this moment, memories flooded back. Back when he was investigating the White Bone Dao demon in Tangshe Town, Zhang Linchuan had separated from him twice, and both times he had encountered attacks from the White Bone Dao.

Connecting that with what Miao Yu later said, it was clear that those two times were tests for him. And Zhang Linchuan, as the White Bone Envoy, had been watching coldly from the sidelines!

Thinking about it now, Jiang Wang still felt lingering fear. If that person had had a slight change of heart at that time, he would probably have died on the spot.

Then he thought about how long the White Bone Dao had been preparing for the sacrifice of the Maple Leaf City region.

People like Zhang Linchuan and Miao Yu were just participants in such a major event.

Jiang Wang could fully imagine how well-prepared the White Bone Dao was.

But even with such thorough and meticulous preparation, so many talented and outstanding people, and such a powerful and terrifying White Bone Dao, which even moved the White Bone Venerable God to act across realms, Zhuang Chengqian, Du Ruhui, and Dong A still snatched chestnuts from the fire and pulled teeth from the tiger’s mouth!

The White Bone Dao was the enemy, but how were Dong A and the others not?

“Who else is in the upper echelons of the White Bone Dao now?” Jiang Wang thought for a while and asked.

This question wasn’t enough to trigger a blood oath.

“The Holy Lord, Second Elder Lu Yan, White Bone Envoy Zhang Linchuan, and the Holy Maiden.”

“Dragon Mask, Monkey Mask, Rabbit Mask.”

The Snake Bone Mask wearer wrote one by one, and finally pointed to herself, indicating that she was the last of the “high-ranking” members of the White Bone Dao, but would die soon, so she didn’t count.

When the Holy Maiden Miao Yu fought with Ji Xuan, the Qinghe County Chief of the Arresting Division, her strength was at the Inner Palace Realm. Judging from the order in which the Snake Bone Mask wearer listed them, Lu Yan and Zhang Linchuan were at least at the Inner Palace Realm or above.

Among the remaining living twelve Bone Masks, Dragon Mask should be the strongest and Snake Mask the weakest.

But because of that small bell that created plagues, defeating Snake Mask wasn’t easy either.

The White Bone Dao had been operating for so many years, so there would always be some unknown methods. None of these people could be underestimated.

As for the Holy Lord…

Why did the White Bone Dao have a Holy Lord? He hadn’t heard of him acting in the battle of Maple Leaf City.

If it was the White Bone Venerable God, hadn’t He been driven back?

Jiang Wang suddenly thought of the “White Bone Dao Son” identity that Miao Yu had mistaken him for.

The real White Bone Dao Son… could that be the current “Holy Lord” of the White Bone Dao? Especially since the Snake Bone Mask wearer didn’t mention the existence of the White Bone Dao Son, but he definitely existed.

Miao Yu had emphasized the word “awakening.” Had that White Bone Dao Son completed his “awakening”?

If he hadn’t “completely awakened,” was there still something he needed to do?

If he had already “completely awakened,” then what changes would need to occur between Dao Son and Holy Lord? Was it related to the White Bone Dao spreading plagues in Yang Country?

He didn’t need to ask the Snake Bone Mask wearer these questions, because anything involving the “Holy Lord” would be top secret in the White Bone Dao, and he would never get an answer.

Asking her would be the same as killing her.

“You came to Yang Country to spread plagues?” Jiang Wang asked.

“Yes,” the Snake Bone Mask wearer wrote.

Jiang Wang thought for a while and asked, “Where is Zhang Linchuan now?”

The Snake Bone Mask wearer didn’t move.

So Jiang Wang knew that there was no answer to this question either, it couldn’t be revealed.

Hiding in some secret place?

Most likely the White Bone Dao’s lair.

Then, where would that be?

Putting these questions aside for now, Jiang Wang looked at the bell hanging in her hand and asked, “You spread the plague with this little bell?”

The Snake Bone Mask wearer lowered her head and wrote a “yes.”

Because she lowered her head, Jiang Wang didn’t see the fleeting elation in her eyes. But her hatred never diminished.

Of course, Jiang Wang wouldn’t expect her to have any good intentions.

“I have no more questions,” he said.

This was delivering the death notice.

But the Snake Bone Mask wearer was still writing.

She dragged her painful body, gritted her teeth, and wrote on the ground: “When the White Bone Era comes, I will definitely treat you well.”

Jiang Wang gently turned her shoulders, grabbed the Snake Tongue Sword in her hand, turned it around, and slowly pierced it into her heart.

“If, and I mean if. If there really is that White Bone Era.”

Jiang Wang said, “Then you must find me.”

The Snake Tongue Sword pierced to the end.

Jiang Wang’s voice rang in her ear: “Let me kill you again.”

The Snake Bone Mask wearer’s body twitched violently a few times, and then became still.

The fear and hatred in her eyes were extinguished.