Starting with the Magic Absorption Technique: I swept through the fantasy world.

Feng Guidao became more and more agitated as he spoke, his hands even began to tremble, giving the impression that he was extremely angry.

"Yes, when Wang Mu first came out, he clearly had no spiritual power, yet he could use extremely powerful spells."

"Not only that, I've heard that Wang Mu can even use demonic energy."

"I knew it. He must have practiced some kind of evil or heretical technique, otherwise his hair would look like this."

The shouts of the Wind Demon Path caused many demons to reveal themselves. For the sake of the circle, they gripped their knives tightly, their cheeks streaked with tears, and their eyes filled with hatred.

"Wang Mu, fight me to the death!"

As Feng Guidao spoke, he charged toward Wang Mu with his short sword.

Wang Mu frowned slightly.

He took a half step back and raised his hand to strike down Feng Guidao's short sword.

Unexpectedly, as Wang Mu reached out, Feng Guidao suddenly seemed to be controlled, paused for a short time, and then stabbed himself in the chest with his knife.

Things took a sudden and unexpected turn of events; no one had anticipated such a scenario.

Feng Guidao lay on the ground, blood spreading everywhere, one hand clutching his chest, the other pointing at Wang Mu.

"you you!"

Wang Mu felt he couldn't let Feng Guidao die, so he rushed forward and reached out to treat the wound on Feng Guidao's chest.

Wang Mu pressed his hand against the bleeding wound, which emitted a faint golden light.

"Wang Mu, how dare you use violence on Snake Mountain!"

"Wang Mu, in broad daylight, do you think we're blind? You actually controlled the Wind Ghost Path to commit suicide!"

After saying this, the demons rushed forward, intending to kill Wang Mu to vent their anger.

Wang Mu was covered in blood, and he kept trying to recall when he had gotten involved.

Was the person who died really named Feng Guidao?

Is this person really from the Wendao Sect?

When I came here, who suggested that I come to Snake Mountain to find the Demon King Lao Wan?

Black jade inner core…

hair……

Even the initial massacre of the entire clan and the city was part of a larger scheme.

The days I spent upgrading myself, and even the days I was in a coma after using the technique, were all manipulated.

It wasn't just himself who was involved, but the entire Linghai Sect, no, the entire human and demon races were all in the game.

All of these originated from Qiongqi, the third of the four ancient ferocious beasts and now the Demon Lord of the Demonic Sect.

Seeing that Wang Mu was distracted, Baihu, Xuanwu, Mengyan, and Xiaocheng all made their moves.

Protect the kingwood at the center.

"You brat! Cheer up!"

"Owner!"

All the blood debts were attributed to Wang Mutou, and the demons were instantly enraged, engaging in a life-or-death battle.

Baihu and the others were exhausted from dealing with the situation and could only keep calling out to Wang Mu, hoping that he would come to his senses.

"enough!"

Wang Mu roared angrily.

Using his domineering aura, all the demons were unable to move under his pressure.

The dirty water has already been poured on, just like the blood on this body; it can't be explained in a few words.

Qiongqi will inevitably spread the news of today's events to everyone. At that time, the human race and the Linghai Sect will become rats in the street, and everyone will want to kill them.

Humans and demons will wear each other down in their constant battles, while the demon race can reap the benefits.

Wang Mu didn't know if his next decision was also part of Qiongqi's scheme, but he had no other choice.

To minimize the harm.

"Hahahaha! Ha! A mere Wind Ghost Path cultivator actually risked his life, truly my crime! A ferocious beast, Qiongqi, didn't hesitate to use me as a pawn, completely severing the alliance between humans and demons! A Spirit Sea Sect, I did everything I could to protect you, yet you tricked me into coming to Snake Mountain, sending me to my death! Hahaha, it's all my fault as the Emperor, it's all my fault, hahahaha!"

Wang Mu sat on the ground, leaning back with tears streaming down his face, still laughing loudly.

She raised her hand to wipe away the tears mixed with blood from her face, "Haha, you've made me laugh until I cry."

Everyone was shocked by Wang Mu's actions.

"Wang Mu, don't even think about pretending to be crazy here. You won't escape death today."

Even under the oppressive force, the demon, with its eyes bloodshot, still had no intention of letting Wang Mu go.

Wang Mu raised his hand and waved it back into his sea of ​​consciousness, bringing the White Tiger and the others back to his mind.

Strolling leisurely among the demons.

“My head is right here; you can come and get it anytime.”

He shrugged, looking completely indifferent. Now that Wang Mu had cut off his weakness, he had no more weaknesses.

After saying this, Wang Mu turned to leave.

But then he suddenly turned around and glared fiercely at all the demons, declaring, "I will never let anyone in the world betray me!"

That glance was unforgettable for everyone present.

A day later, everything that happened on Snake Mountain spread like wildfire, and everyone knew about it.

Wang Mu went from being a revered human emperor admired by tens of thousands of people to being feared by everyone.

Especially the taboos of the Linghai Sect.

No one mentioned Wang Mu's name or the title of Emperor.

Do you think he's really a bad person?

One of the disciples looked at the paper crane that Wang Mu had left behind and kept stroking it.

"I do not know either."

"If he's not what they say he is, why doesn't he come back?"

"Perhaps it's true that you can know a person's face but not their heart."

Why would he say that the Spirit Sea Sect tricked him?

Yin Wangmu understood these questions.

He watched Wang Mu grow up, he understood Wang Mu, and this move must have been a huge decision for him.

He also knew that Wang Mu was implying to him that going to Snake Mountain to find Old Demon King Wan was a setup, and that there were spies within the Spirit Sea Sect.

Yin Wangmu then began investigating everyone in the Linghai Sect.

Upon hearing this news, both Zhong Wanling and Cen Yimu were filled with mixed emotions.

"When I left, I promised I would come back as soon as possible."

Cen Yimu sat on the roof, her eyes red.

Zhong Wanling didn't have much energy to wallow in self-pity; she was secretly cooperating with Yin Wangmu to investigate everyone and find the spies in the Linghai Sect.

Although many demons came to the Spirit Sea Sect to make a scene, King Yin ordered that they should not communicate with them. Let them curse and fight as they please, since the sect's protective formation was there and they could not easily enter.

Not long after, no more demons came.

Wang Mu seemed to have vanished.

"Did you find it?" Qiongqi asked lazily, straddling the chair with one leg draped over the armrest.

"Reporting to the Demon Lord, we haven't found it yet."

The other party trembled as they spoke.

"Damn it! Damn it! I was thinking of just letting the humans and demons fight each other and all of them die." Qiongqi kicked his leg, and one of his shoes flew off.

A little demon quickly retrieved the shoes for Qiongqi.

Qiongqi looked at the shoes, and as if remembering something, a smile crept onto his lips.

"Is the emperor not here? The emperor is here, and I am the emperor."

"The Demon Lord is wise."

The man immediately flattered him.

Qiongqi got up, strolled over to the man, and stepped on his shoulder.

"My wisdom is none of your business."

Then he stomped down hard.

"If we can't find the human, we'll search the entire Immortal Spirit Continent. If we can't find him on the Immortal Spirit Continent, we'll search the Eight Domains. In short, we must find him alive or dead."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The man, his head pressed against the ground, repeatedly agreed, wincing in pain.

No one knew where Wang Mu had gone, and everyone was looking for him.

Meanwhile, Wang Mu went to the Soul Domain.