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

Recently, everyone has become extremely sensitive about geographical location.

Wang Mu used evil magic to disguise himself.

Instantly, Wang Mu's appearance changed drastically.

His hair was extremely messy, the bones on the inside of his right wrist were protruding, his left eye socket was empty, and the Achilles tendon in his right foot had been severed.

His chest and back were covered in open wounds, and there were two branding marks on his chest where the Demon Lord's symbol had been scraped by a knife. There were also obvious ligature marks on his neck and wrists.

Looking at them individually, it's clear that they are a combination of new and old wounds, with most of the old wounds already scabbed over.

To make it even more realistic, some traces of demonic magic were even attached to the wound.

Looking at his own appearance, Wang Mu couldn't help but utter a few curse words.

"It truly lives up to its reputation as an evil art; who would believe this injury is fake?"

As he spoke, Wang Mu touched the bone that had been protruding from his wrist.

Looking at the precious land beneath his feet, Wang Mu leaned back and lay down on the ground. To better accommodate his wounds, he adjusted his position and smeared the dirt on his body a few times.

Then he lay down on the ground and pretended to sleep.

It was discussed with Yin Wangmu at the time, and then the plan would proceed step by step.

Wang Mu lay there for more than an hour.

As luck would have it, the patrolling demons and monsters simultaneously spotted a bloodied person lying on the ground and flew over to investigate.

The demon race is concerned about the recent spate of corpses that have suddenly appeared. Although everyone is saying that they are Wang Mugan's, no one has seen Wang Mugan kill anyone. On the contrary, the demon race has been a bit too troublesome lately.

To avoid showing favoritism, the demons would curse both of them together.

When the demons and monsters landed, their expressions were incredibly strange, their facial features almost contorted together.

Traditionally, the responsibility for disposing of a corpse rests with the person whose territory it is in. However, the person lying on the ground has feet in demon territory, arms and half a body in monster territory, and the other half of the body and head in human territory.

Although a check revealed he was still alive, this was the person the entire world was searching for and many were hunting down: Wang Mu, the Emperor of the Human Race's Spirit Sea Sect.

Both sides felt a jolt of unease.

Both sides immediately sent their companions back to report and pointed their weapons at each other.

Neither of them knew what was going on, and both were involved with the other.

Upon seeing that it was Wang Mu, they didn't examine the wound any further, which made Wang Mu curse inwardly.

"Can't you just turn over? What's the point of that demon branding iron on your chest?"

"Don't you know that catching a cold can cause diarrhea and flatulence?"

Wang Mu cursed inwardly.

Fortunately, while both sides were waiting for the main force to arrive, Yin Wangmu, who had received the signal, also arrived before the main forces of both sides.

He was holding a lock of Wang Mu's hair in his hand.

Upon seeing Wang Mu, he led his men and rushed over.

"How dare you?"

"The Emperor."

"The Emperor."

Wang Mu was satisfied. The shock and anger that everyone felt when they saw him covered in injuries was genuine.

Yin Wangmu hurriedly stepped forward to check on Wangmu's injuries.

When Wang Mu was turned over, everyone present saw the crisscrossing demonic brand on his chest, slashed by a knife, and they were all shocked.

The demons who saw the brand were the first to panic.

"How is this possible? How could he have the mark of a demon on his body?"

Yin Wangmu hurriedly shouted to his disciples behind him, "Quick, he's still alive! Come and save him!"

Although Wang Mu did not open his eyes, he could still clearly feel that Yin Wang Mu's voice was hoarse and tearful, and his whole body was trembling.

Before long, Wang Mu felt a continuous flow of spiritual energy being injected into his body, and his whole body gradually warmed up. However, since the wound was caused by evil magic, it did not have any healing effect.

While everyone was treating Wang Mu, Yin Wangmu also adjusted his condition and glared fiercely at the demons and monsters.

Just then, Demon Lord Qiongqi, along with several clan leaders from the demon race and the people around Old Demon King Wan, arrived one after another.

Now that all the actors were gathered, the performance officially began.

Those of lower seniority and younger age had different emotions in this situation, but no one dared to utter a word until their eldest brother spoke.

Yin Wangmu looked around at everyone present, then hugged the broken Wangmu in his arms even tighter.

"It's all your fault for not protecting you properly. I should have realized sooner that someone was trying to trick you."

With trembling hands, Yin Wangmu tidied Wangmu's hair and gently wiped the bloodstains from Wangmu's face with his sleeve, tears streaming down his face.

"Your master used the hair you left behind to look for you, but he couldn't find you! You brat, are you planning to make your master, an old man with white hair, bury his black-haired son?"

Yin Wangmu's words were not only meant for the demon race, but also for the human race and the disciples of the Linghai Sect.

Amidst the rumors, many disciples of the Linghai Sect also began to doubt Wang Mu.

It is the suspicion and distrust of one's own people that is more disheartening than the suspicion and distrust of others.

An old patriarch of the demon race stepped forward.

"Sect Master Yin, explain yourself clearly, what exactly is going on?"

Yin Wangmu, as if afraid that others would hurt Wangmu again, hugged Wangmu even tighter.

Only then did he look up and gaze at the demon clan leader.

"If I told you, would you believe me? He said it was a setup from the beginning, did you believe him?"

Yin Wangmu smiled bitterly, then looked at Qiongqi, whose expression was ugly, "Demon Lord, you've tortured people to the point of barely clinging to life, what are you doing here? Trying to eliminate them completely?"

Qiongqi understood that he was now caught in the middle of it all.

"Ha, what a joke. These days, news of Wang Mu's murders to cover up his crimes has spread all over the country. He has made countless enemies. What does it have to do with me?"

Qiongqi's mind was working at lightning speed.

"There is a body, but there is no evidence that Wang Mu killed him."

A demon clan leader stepped forward first.

"There is no evidence to prove that he was murdered, but at the same time there is no evidence to say that he was not murdered. I don't need to explain this point."

Qiongqi sneered and turned his head slightly to look at Wang Mu, who was on the verge of death in Yin Wangmu's arms.

He couldn't help but think to himself, the broken arm really didn't seem fake. Could it be that someone else was using him to get rid of Wang Mu?

"Furthermore, if I really wanted to kill Wang Mu, why would I brand him and then cross it off? It would be redundant."

These were exactly the words Yin Wangmu had been waiting for, and a cold smile crept onto his lips.

"Demon Lord Qiongqi, you still harbor the desire to destroy my disloyal disciple!"

“Previously, you tried to win over the Emperor of my Linghai Sect, using the lives of all the disciples as leverage to force my beloved disciple to eat poison pills and cut off his hair. Fearing that my beloved disciple would not obey you, you gave him a piece of black jade and claimed it was the demon core of the Old Demon King Wan. You said that you didn’t do it.”

Yin Wangmu held up Wangmu's hair, which was already stained with blood.

"Even the emperor's hair retains some spiritual energy. Although it is weak, it can still be used to locate the person. You used his hair to frame him, and then used it to capture him. You are truly a wolf in sheep's clothing."