Chapter 112

Amidst the deafening rumble of the collapsing underground palace, Xiao Heng pressed his palm desperately against the Dragon-Blocking Stone. Shen Xitang's Silver Hairpin was jammed tight between the gears of the mechanism, its hornless dragon-shaped head at the end already crushed and deformed. Staring at the Eastern Depot henchmen rapidly closing in from beyond the stone gap, she suddenly pressed the Chiwen Seal into the blood-soaked Kuilong Pattern on Xiao Heng's skin. "Once you get out, go under the cypress tree in the southeast corner of the Xiaoling Guard..." "If we leave, we leave together!" Xiao Heng grabbed her wrist in a reverse grip, shoving the broken hilt of his Xiuchun Saber into the gap in the stone. Sparks flew as the blade scraped against the Dragon-Blocking Stone, illuminating dense rows of carvings on the cavern walls—they were actually the "Memorials of Self-Accusation" written by generations of Brocade Guard Commanders-in-Chief on their deathbeds!