There is a problem, obviously there is a problem.

With a sound of "ciliu, ciliu", Wu Wang continued to eat his meal, pretending not to see the strong man lying in a pool of blood and soup.

Let's not talk about it, Wu Wang had been drifting on the sea for half a day before, and during the drift, he had always spread his spiritual consciousness to the maximum range.

After going through a set of exercises with the Spiritual Fruit last time, Wu Wang's divine sense greatly increased, and his ability to explore with his spiritual consciousness was comparable to that of the Leaping Spirit realm. Even without the Star-Praying Technique, he could easily monitor any movement within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Of course, actively exploring was mentally exhausting. The spiritual consciousness released by Wu Wang was relatively "thin", just to roughly sense whether there were any abnormalities or threats within this range.

Being from the North Wilderness and having the bloodline of the Star God, it was not excessive to be cautious.

Not to mention half a day ago, even at this moment, Wu Wang's spiritual consciousness, which could be probed, did not detect any trace of a group of ferocious beasts.

Not even a single hair!

What's more, this strong man appeared directly within his range of spiritual consciousness, rather than breaking into it from the edge of his range.

While eating noodles, Wu Wang carefully monitored the fluctuations of his spiritual consciousness and finally confirmed without a doubt that this Golden Elixir realm strong man initially appeared within his range of spiritual consciousness, not far from the shore in the shallow sea area, and then flew rapidly along the sea surface.

In simple terms:

The seafood noodles taste bland.

The strong man with blood flowing from his chest stared at Wu Wang and said, "Quickly inform the garrison! Friend, the ferocious beast group is coming from the southeast!"

Wu Wang put down his bowl of noodles, glanced at the strong man, and waved his hand in front of his own ear, saying:

"Huh? Ah ah ah."

The strong man anxiously said, "Can't you hear what I'm saying?"

Wu Wang took out a slate from his sleeve, waved his hand over it, and immediately two lines of large characters appeared on it:

[This humble Taoist practices the Deafening Art. Please write down what needs to be done on the slate.]

There was also a simple smiley face.

After speaking, Wu Wang used his mana to wrap the slate and threw it in front of the strong man. There was a hint of expectation and caution in his eyes as he stood several zhang away from this strong man.

The strong man dumbfoundedly grabbed the slate and was about to write a few words with a carving knife, but then he realized it and smashed the slate against his forehead, shouting:

"Can anyone outside hear me? The ferocious beast group is coming! Quickly inform the garrison! Activate the formation!"

There was immediately chaos outside the restaurant, and cultivators responded immediately, using their mana to rush towards the mountains behind the town.

Wu Wang felt a slight doubt in his heart.

Although the wound of the strong man was somewhat terrifying, it was just a flesh wound and not fatal.

Why would the other party spread false information?

There were many possibilities involved, and it was not a good time to make a judgment.

Moreover, Wu Wang didn't think he had the strength to do anything significant now and didn't want to get involved in this matter.

There were so many immortals in the Human Realm, why would they need a small Condensing Elixir realm cultivator like himself to show off?

Slipped away, slipped away.

Wu Wang took two steps back and turned to walk towards the nearest window.

"Stop!"

The strong man screamed and shouted, "I am heavily injured, can you please take me to the rear for treatment, fellow cultivator!"

Wu Wang remained oblivious, pretending not to hear; the strong man's facial muscles trembled slightly, and he stood up, holding a big knife and approaching Wu Wang.

Playing tough?

Wu Wang turned his head and looked at the strong man who stood up, took out a slate from his sleeve, and wrote a line on it with a swish:

[Friend, I have the best elixir in our village.]

He even revealed a slightly nervous smile.

The strong man glanced at the figures outside the restaurant door, his face filled with pain. He took a few steps forward, then fell forward, directly pouncing towards Wu Wang, saying:

"Please help me, I must have... thank..."

Wu Wang was about to step back, but suddenly felt a cold breath attacking his neck. The source was the big knife in the strong man's hand.

Apparently, this was a method to control someone's mind.

Wu Wang raised an eyebrow, about to counterattack, and the Yan Emperor's token in his Lingtai flashed with a faint light, causing the back of his neck to feel slightly hot, and the cold breath disappeared without a trace.

The Yan Emperor's token that had been upgraded by the senior had this advantage?

Looking at the strong man, it seemed that he hadn't realized that his method had been broken. He raised a big hand and reached for Wu Wang's neck, and a strand of voice transmission entered Wu Wang's ears:

"Yin and Yang rotate, listen to my command!

From now on, you are my junior brother. Quickly take me away from here!"

Wu Wang pursed his lips, and silver-white light appeared in his eyes. His divine sense condensed into an invisible hammer and directly struck the strong man's brow.

The latter's body stiffened, and he was about to fall down straight. Wu Wang reached out and supported him, enveloping him with mana, and flipped out of the window.

Just as he landed, a sharp scream came from the forest outside the town.

Wu Wang's spiritual consciousness captured the intense spiritual energy fluctuations. Even without turning his head, he could see a ball of light rising into the sky, bursting with layers of immortal light.

A single arrow, meeting a thousand troops?

Wu Wang suddenly understood.

The purpose of this strong man spreading false information should be to make the garrison here send out a distress signal.

Wu Wang had just arrived in the Human Realm and hadn't had a chance to come into contact with the defensive system of the Human Realm's border. But from a practical perspective, it was impossible for the Human Realm to completely deploy a large army or build formations along such a long border.

The more ideal model was to set up a small number of garrisons in the most peripheral towns, set up outposts at certain intervals, and establish a camp with a large number of high-level cultivators stationed in a more distant location, radiating a certain range of the border area.

Wherever there was a danger, the camp would send reinforcements.

The purpose of this strong man seemed to be to waste a distress signal?

No, if other towns also received such false information and sent out distress signals in a short period of time, it would be enough to cause misjudgment among the reinforcements in the rear, thereby covering up the true location of the attack.

Clever!

It's hard to come up with such a cunning strategy even in ten years of cerebral infarction!

Are there no immortals in the border of the Human Realm? Can't immortals detect a wider range and see through such a design?

If it was simply to delay for a short time, this was indeed a usable strategy. No wonder this Golden Elixir cultivator was in such a hurry to escape.

"Senior brother, hold on a little longer!"

Wu Wang shouted firmly, carrying this person and heading towards the military camp in the forest.

A moment later, in the forest.

Wu Wang hid in the dense treetops, watching as the strong man was carried into the military camp by a group of cultivators wearing armor. A satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

Helping others to the end, sending Buddha to the west, doing good without leaving a name, and leaving after the matter is done.

Weighing the few low-grade storage treasures in his hand, Wu Wang counted the items inside while identifying the path and finding a secluded place to hide and meditate.

After about half an hour, two giant swords fell from the sky, and several cultivators in silver armor flew out from them.

The leading old man looked at the calm sea surface with a gradually solemn expression.

The Elemental Infant realm general among the garrison had returned from the East Sea and hurriedly reported, confirming that there were no traces of ferocious beasts within hundreds of miles and even farther from the East Sea.

Wu Wang faintly heard some of the conversation between these two high-level cultivators.

More than thirty coastal towns simultaneously requested reinforcements to ensure the safety of the border. Dozens of support troops were dispatched from the rear army camp...

Upon hearing this, Wu Wang felt a slight sense of unease.

If the other party's goal was not to attack the border towns but the rear army camp, this was not a feigned attack but a strategy to lure the enemy away from the mountain!

As soon as this thought arose, a second sun seemed to rise in the western sky.

"Oh no! The rear camp is under attack!"

The old man in the Leaping Spirit realm shouted, and the two giant swords appeared in the sky again. Figures rushed onto the swords, and the reinforcements immediately headed towards the injured immortal in the shallow sea.

In Wu Wang's mind, a series of images emerged:

"Luring the enemy away from the mountain, surrounding and attacking the reinforcements, true and false reinforcements, launching a surprise attack."

A chain of plans!

The power struggle in the Human Realm was playing such tricks?

It was only the first day of his arrival in the Human Realm, and his eyes were truly opened.

Wu Wang did not make a move and meditated in place, concealing his aura with all his strength. He also kept the necklace his mother gave him close to his body and held the storage pouch containing a large number of crystal balls in his hand.

Until late at night, there was an unusual commotion outside, and groups of cultivators flew back and forth from time to time.

Wu Wang's spiritual consciousness could sense the intense spiritual energy fluctuations. It seemed that the immortals were fiercely fighting, affecting a wide range.

Wu Wang's spiritual consciousness also faintly heard that the strong man who had been placed in front of the garrison was being tortured, and the angry garrison was squeezing his Golden Elixir, forcing him to reveal many useful information.

Three days later, the situation became completely clear.

This was an attack launched by the Ten Gods Sect against the garrison's round dome.

The "Round Dome" was a common terrain for the garrison in the Human Realm. It was made by moving mountains and was generally built on a high mountain as the foundation, with a mushroom-shaped flat top. There were fortresses and towns on the flat top.

In the relatively stable East Sea area, each round dome radiated three thousand miles of the border.

In the northern and western border areas, there was one to three round domes per thousand miles.

- These were just the garrison forces stationed at the border.

The round dome on the East Sea coast that was attacked had more than a dozen immortals permanently stationed there, hundreds of high-level cultivators, and thousands of mid-level cultivators. However, they were caught off guard, their forces were scattered, and they opened the defensive formation on their own, resulting in a catastrophic disaster in a short period of time.

A true catastrophe.

The entire round dome was overturned, more than a dozen immortals died or were injured, and two True Immortals went missing in the battle.

However, the strategy of the Ten Gods Sect was not as complicated as Wu Wang had imagined, except for luring the enemy away from the mountain. None of the other things he had anticipated happened.

The goal of these evil sects was very clear, causing a big commotion and then retreating after overturning the round dome.

Immediately afterward, the Ten Gods Sect released news in various places, claiming responsibility for this incident.

Wu Wang:...

The harm caused by the Ten Gods Sect was even more serious than he had imagined.

With Wang Lin and Yin Po Po before, it proved that the Ten Gods Sect had infiltrated the forces of the sects and the power institutions of the Human Realm.

And now, witnessing the attack on the garrison on the border just after arriving in the Human Realm, it showed that this force had considerable destructive power.

It could only be said that it was fortunate that he had encountered Jing Wei and obtained the unnamed Spiritual Fruit. After a series of actions, he was valued and entrusted by the senior Shen Nong, canceling the task of removing the Ten Gods Sect.

It's not certain who will eliminate whom!

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Can't afford it, can't afford it. Too ruthless, too ruthless.

Wu Wang secretly felt lucky and stayed in the forest for a few more days until the surrounding area returned to calm. Then he prepared to continue his journey to the more central area of the Human Realm.

However, as soon as Wu Wang stepped out of the tree canopy where he was hiding, his spiritual consciousness sensed some abnormalities in the shallow sea.

At the edge of his spiritual consciousness exploration, a strange-looking big fish drifted ashore with the waves and stranded in the shallow sea. It turned over, revealing a bloody male cultivator who had been dead for some time.

This man looked at the land, stumbled forward, leaning on a cracked big sword, took a few steps, and then fell into the sea.

Struggling a bit, this person tried to stand up again but with a snap, he fell into the sea.

He looked up towards the direction of the town, constantly trying to move forward.

Dim immortal light, damaged Elemental Infant, weak aura, almost lifeless.

At the same time, outside the town, a figure soared into the sky and swooped down towards the heavily injured immortal in the shallow sea. In mid-air, he eagerly drew out a blade, and his aura kept rising.

This black figure... was quite similar to the feeling Wu Wang had when Wang Lin transformed, apparently a spy from the Ten Gods Sect.

Help or not?

Wu Wang frowned slightly but didn't have much time to hesitate.

This heavily injured male cultivator should have the cultivation level of a True Immortal. If he was lost, it would be a loss for the human race's combat power.

Looking at the black figure rushing over in a hurry, even though his aura rose a few times, he only had the strength of the Leaping Spirit realm at the moment.

Troublesome.

Wu Wang opened his left hand and shouted, "Three Fresh Taoist · Wood Thunder Art!"

In fact, the crystal balls in his sleeve quickly exploded, releasing a powerful star power that condensed into a pure white thunderbolt tens of miles away, striking the black figure.

A scream of misery, the black figure fell into the sea with a trail of black smoke.

After doing all this, Wu Wang smiled calmly, suddenly sensing a fluctuation of spiritual consciousness intermittently permeating around him.

The man lying on the beach looked up at him, and his eyes, which were about to close, showed a hint of gratitude...

Wu Wang touched the mask on his face and nodded slightly to the man, then retreated a few steps, gradually disappearing into the darkness, without looking back, and ran close to the ground.

The garrison had been alarmed, and the Elemental Infant realm old general had rushed to the shallow sea.

Could this be considered a little gift?

A thousand miles away from this place, Wu Wang changed his mask and adjusted his figure to appear taller and more slender. He adjusted his aura to the late Returning to Origin realm and used teleportation symbols and light body techniques to travel.

He had already done everything flawlessly and considered all the details he could think of.

However, three days later.

In a bustling city thousands of miles away from the East Sea coast, Wu Wang sat in a teahouse, drinking refreshing immortal tea and eating melon seeds, enjoying the beautiful singing voice of a Gathering Qi realm female cultivator on stage, feeling relaxed and carefree.

Suddenly, a greeting came from behind him:

"Excuse me, fellow cultivator."

His fingers tapping on the table froze, and his divine sense instantly enveloped over a hundred crystal balls.

Without any sign, the person behind him was standing boldly in front of him.

"Fellow cultivator, no need to be nervous, it's me."

The person smiled, took the initiative to move to the front of Wu Wang, and attracted the attention of the entire teahouse.

He was dressed in a black robe, with a handsome and cold face. His sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes carried a sharpness. Although he looked like he was in his thirties, he had a flamboyant silver-white long hair. Behind him was a big sword emitting a faint bloody aura.

The person had a serious expression and bowed deeply to Wu Wang.

A faint white aura appeared around Wu Wang, which turned into smoke and dissipated.

The person transmitted his voice, "Thank you for saving my life. My methods were a bit despicable, but I had to do it in a hurry. Please don't blame me, fellow cultivator."

Wu Wang once again felt the person's aura, but could only see a cluster of clouds and mist.

Due to his misjudgment from the previous heavy injuries, this turned out to be a Heavenly Immortal realm cultivator, an absolute expert in the Human Realm.

"Fellow cultivator, impressive methods," Wu Wang sighed in his heart - he had underestimated the experts of the Human Realm.

But since he had already saved him, there was no need to regret it. If the other party wanted to repay the favor unreasonably, he would just reveal his true identity and seek refuge in cultivation under the senior Shen Nong.

This Heavenly Immortal sensed Wu Wang's slight dissatisfaction and bowed deeply again, saying, "Fellow cultivator, if there is any debt or grudge in your heart, this life will never be able to advance half a step. Please don't fulfill it."

Wu Wang pondered for a moment and calmly said, "Let's go to the neighboring teahouse."

"Thank you, fellow cultivator. Thank you, fellow cultivator!"

Hmm? What was the name of this expert? Mao...

"It doesn't matter," Wu Wang waved his hand and whispered, "I just think that our names clash, and we are particularly incompatible."

Mao Aowu was a little confused, looking at the young man in front of him wearing a mask, he couldn't see through him for a while...