"Chu Feng?"
Upon hearing those two words.
Dongfang Hansong's expression changed dramatically, and he immediately reexamined the profile of the Prison Master that Cang Li had condensed through martial power.
One look, and he received quite a fright.
That profile of the Prison Master bore a striking resemblance to Chu Feng.
"Lord Cang Li, what do you mean by this?"
Dongfang Hansong asked Cang Li.
Because in his heart, an extremely unfavorable conjecture had taken shape.
He asked because he wanted Cang Li to deny his suspicion.
Otherwise, this matter was utterly insane.
"Chu Feng's control over the Prison Infants, and his intrusion into the Sacred Artifact — do you think that was mere coincidence?"
The moment Cang Li spoke.
Dongfang Hansong's complexion grew even worse, and beads of sweat actually appeared on his forehead.
What he had hoped for was for Cang Li to refute his suspicion.
But Cang Li's answer said the opposite, which only made him more nervous.
Yet he himself could not help but draw connections between Chu Feng and the Prison Master.
The more he thought about it, the more horrified he became.
"Lord Cang Li, you don't happen to think that Chu Feng is the descendant of the Prison Master, do you?"
Dongfang Hansong finally asked.
"To be honest, I do indeed have that suspicion."
"Besides, didn't you tell me before that you believed the one who triggered the phenomenon of red clouds filling the sky at the Prison Infant Summoning Altar wasn't Baili Zilin at all?"
"If he wanted to prove his innocence, all Baili Zilin had to do was step into the Prison Infant Summoning Altar again. But he kept making excuses."
"His guilt was quite obvious."
Cang Li continued.
But Dongfang Hansong knew that Cang Li would not bring this up without reason.
"Could it be that Lord Cang Li believes Chu Feng was the one who did it?"
"And that Baili Zilin stole the credit?"
Dongfang Hansong asked.
"I do indeed have that suspicion."
"In our Prison Sect, there is not a single person capable of triggering the phenomenon of red clouds filling the sky."
"Baili Zilin claimed he did it, yet he dares not step in a second time."
"If an outsider were responsible, the possibility is actually quite high."
"Moreover, Chu Feng has a Prison Infant within his body, and the last time he came to assault our Sacred Artifact, he fully demonstrated that his control over the Prison Infants surpasses everyone in our Prison Sect."
"Of course, beyond these, I have yet another suspicion."
"The Sacred Artifact was originally what the Prison Master sought. The treasure and the formation used to awaken the Sacred Artifact were also left behind by the Prison Master."
"For so many years, the Sacred Artifact within the Immortal Star Domain never manifested."
"Why was it that right after the Prison Infant Summoning Altar triggered the phenomenon of red clouds filling the sky, changes occurred within the Immortal Star Domain?"
"And the Sacred Artifact appeared?"
"Is this truly mere coincidence, or is there an intimate connection between the two?"
Cang Li said.
"This..."
Hearing Cang Li's words, Dongfang Hansong felt his hair stand on end, cold sweat pouring down repeatedly, and his breathing became labored.
This was no longer mere speculation — it was analysis, and well-reasoned analysis at that.
"Lord Cang Li, but even if the phenomenon of red clouds filling the sky was truly caused by Chu Feng, and he really is the descendant of the Prison Master."
"We still have no way to prove it."
"If we merely voice these suspicions, Baili Xukong and the others will certainly never believe it."
Dongfang Hansong said.
"The Prison Master once intended to leave no traces behind, but there are always exceptions."
"During an ancient expedition against a primordial race, I suffered severe injuries. The Prison Master implanted a healing treasure into my body and personally activated it to help me recover."
"Because the treasure and the circumstances at the time were special, the Prison Master left behind traces of bloodline aura within that healing treasure."
"However, the Prison Master's methods are far beyond what we can touch. Though I have long wished to extract the Prison Master's bloodline aura, I have never dared to, feeling it would be disrespectful."
"But now, though our Prison Sect appears prosperous, it is in truth beset by crises on all sides. We have already drawn the attention of Jie Tianran, and with Baili Xukong's boundless ambition, there is a very real possibility of our sect's destruction."
"Our Prison Sect owes everything it has today to the Prison Master."
"Our deaths would mean nothing."
"But failing to live up to the Prison Master's cultivation of us — that would be the true betrayal of the Prison Master's expectations."
"So I risked my life to attempt extracting the bloodline aura from the healing treasure within my body."
"Perhaps heaven was watching over me, for I actually succeeded."
As Cang Li spoke, he opened his palm and produced a transparent jade bottle.
Inside the bottle was a wisp of extremely faint aura.