Three days after Wu Wang's enlightenment from the Celestial Sword.

Wu Wang slumped in a wooden chair, radiating an intense fatigue from within.

He was truly, completely devoid of any 'insight'.

These experts from the Human Realm, they were really too much!

Wasn't cultivation a personal matter?

Why did they place their hopes of breakthrough on others?

As a common cultivator who had just Ascended to Immortality, what 'profound insights' could he have, what 'Transcendent unity' could he understand?

"Sigh..."

Wu Wang let out a long sigh. Lin Suqing floated over with a smile, holding a small wooden hammer, gently tapping on Wu Wang's shoulder, causing him to hum comfortably.

Of course, she had to be very careful not to let her fingers touch Wu Wang's shoulder.

The necklace on his chest was still continuously emitting divine power.

Even though Wu Wang had been in contact with dozens of experts from the Human Realm in the Ren Emperor Pavilion over the past three days, this anomaly had still not been discovered.

He roughly estimated that at the current rate of absorbing divine power, if he didn't consider the 'stage saturation', he would be able to absorb all the refined divine power in the necklace within a year.

——During the refining process, the original Evil God's divine power had shrunk by two-thirds.

This was actually all beneficial to Wu Wang.

According to his mother, the Evil God's divine power was mixed with the 'resentment of all beings';

The divine power he had previously absorbed through the God Child's bloodline, the diluted Evil God's blood, and the Evil God's essence blood, was not too much.

And what he was absorbing now was the divine power of an entire Evil God, which could easily have some 'negative effects'.

His mother must have noticed this in time, which was why she forced the stars to shine in that small world, activated the function of the necklace with a Voice Transmission.

As for this, Wu Wang was no longer too surprised.

It was just a normal performance by Lady Cang Xue.

On the contrary, it was the divine power of the Elder Shen Nong who locked the Evil God's divine power and condensed it into a small white flower that truly surprised Wu Wang. The more he experienced it, the more he could feel its extraordinariness.

'The Great Wasteland is ultimately the Great Wasteland of the gods.'

His mother, dressed in a white dress and standing above the stars, said so.

'Gods are born with the Dao, coexist with the Dao, are born to control their respective Dao, and from this they look down upon all beings, command all races, but that's all.'

The old predecessor who was quietly sitting on the earth, looking at the Heavenly Palace in the clouds, said so.

"Sigh, when can I really get a shoulder massage?"

Wu Wang, full of emotion in his eyes, slumped in the wooden chair and said so.

Lin Suqing pursed her lips and laughed softly, trying her best to avoid laughing out loud: "Master, can't you relax when you're asleep?"

"What's the use of that? Isn't the feeling and experience of this young master important?"

Wu Wang turned his head and glanced at the room. Seeing that the Great Elder was chasing the ear mouse around, he didn't look like he had any insights at all, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the Great Elder had already rushed to retreat;

Of the more than forty experts who had previously discussed the Dao with him, seven or eight had also rushed to retreat;

But most of the experts were very normal, showing no signs of breakthrough.

Wu Wang knew very well that they all had their own insights and realms. The reason why they could easily trigger enlightenment when talking with him was actually because he had intentionally or unintentionally provided them with another way of understanding the world.

Essentially, it was still their accumulation over time.

"Young Master, do you want to take a nap?"

"I can't sleep, I still have to cultivate," Wu Wang yawned.

Due to the absorption of divine power, his body cultivation and combat skills could be temporarily stopped, but every night he still had to draw on the power of the stars to temper his body and consolidate the 'dominant' position of the Star God's bloodline.

These past three years, he had been preaching and coaxing, and Wu Wang had gained a lot of understanding of the Dao of Stars, and would continue to meditate and comprehend the Dao.

He must never forget that the Dao realm is the foundation!

He chose the path of dual cultivation in order to enhance his essence, energy, and spirit, to have a long lifespan and formidable combat power...

He wanted it all!

Several figures stepped on white clouds and came from a distance, landing ten feet in front of the building, and saluted Wu Wang.

It was a deputy pavilion master, accompanied by several high-ranking stewards.

Wu Wang stood up to greet them, exchanged pleasantries with them for a while, and then the deputy pavilion master hesitated for a moment before tactfully expressing his suggestion.

"Lord Wu Wang, do you think we need to hold a grand enlightenment conference?"

"This, what do you mean?"

"Regardless of Lord Wu Wang's cultivation level, your insights are truly sharp for Transcendent realm experts... Several of our uncles and masters have highly praised you..."

"Deputy Pavilion Master, there's no need for this."

Wu Wang's answer was very decisive, his smile elegant and somewhat distant.

He said, "I have no insights left, and I won't be dreaming anytime soon. I definitely won't chat with any old predecessors before I become immortal."

"Lord Wu Wang, this is a good opportunity for your name to spread across the four seas and shake the Human Realm!"

Bang!

The wooden door of the pavilion was slammed shut, leaving the deputy pavilion master and the other stewards outside.

The deputy pavilion master's old face was full of frustration, but all he could do was sigh softly and leave with his men.

Inside the house, Wu Wang breathed a sigh of relief.

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"Suqing, don't see any guests! Just say I'm in retreat after an enlightenment!

Accept any gifts they bring, but don't agree to any of their requests!"

Lin Suqing slightly bowed, softly responding with a yes.

She was just about to ask if they should see Ling Fairy if she came;

Wu Wang had already jumped to the staircase, lightly running up to the second floor, disappearing in a flash.

‘Should we see her?

Can Ling Fairy be considered a guest? She's a good friend in the young master's mouth, and the young master's prospective Dao companion in the eyes of others.’

Lin Suqing pinched her chin and pondered.

‘But if I directly mention Ling Fairy's name, it's easy for people to misunderstand the relationship between the young master and Ling Fairy.

Hmph, they don't have any relationship at all!’

She took out a wooden board and wrote a few lines on it.

The general idea is that the Lord of the Unfounded Hall is in seclusion and has not seen any guests recently, except for a young female immortal.

...

[Sigh.]

In a dark and damp underground cave, a strong man dressed in brocade clothes with a shiny head sighed in his heart, but his expression remained solemn as usual.

His name is Yang Wudi, the personal male bodyguard of the Lord of the Annihilation Sect, and the provider of the sect's main industry, the Spirit Stone.

Now he has two identities.

He is the high-ranking official of the Fourth Hall of the Ten Calamities Palace, a candidate for a low-ranking elder, and the only insider planted in the Ten Calamities Palace by the Renhuang Pavilion.

To be honest, he has been doing quite well in the Ten Calamities Palace these years.

After protecting Zhang Mushi's departure, Yang Wudi was caught and beaten. Fortunately, he was very clever, and those two Heavenly Immortals seemed to have been affected by the Blood Pool and were a bit dull, so he managed to survive.

The price was that he floated in the Blood Pool for two months.

Other demonic cultivators in the Elemental Immortal and True Immortal realms who were captured and brought to the Ten Calamities Palace would stay in the Blood Pool for ten to fifteen days, and their primordial spirits would be contaminated and they would fall.

But Yang Wudi stayed in the Blood Pool for two months.

The "power" in the Blood Pool that could induce the evil thoughts of cultivators not only did not decrease, but also forcibly increased by thirty to forty percent!

As long as his heart is dark enough, the Evil God will have no chance to find any flaws!

Comparing before and after two months, Yang Wudi didn't feel any changes in his inner thoughts.

The Annihilation Sect is his home, and everyone should protect it.

If the Sect Master is not a good person, the elders will laugh it off.

Resisting in the Blood Pool for two months was also a huge challenge for him.

There were constant illusions in his heart, and desires were constantly eroding his Dao heart.

But a few words from the Sect Master during a casual conversation became Yang Wudi's "antidote".

Cultivating demons is about being sincere and true. Although it is impossible to directly describe the true object pursued by demonic cultivation, it can describe the opposite of this true object - hypocrisy, weakness, greed, and indulgence.

A true demon does not follow the rules set by the world, walks alone with a proud smile, and does not care about anyone's understanding, gratitude, or hatred.

Yang Wudi had long aspired to become a demon lord like the Sect Master!

How could he fall into a desire slave in this dirty Blood Pool and become a lackey of the Evil God!

In fact, falling into evil and losing oneself is not a big deal.

The main consideration is that if he really loses himself, then he will be against the Sect Master in the future.

What kind of means does the Sect Master have?

What kind of demonic cultivation powerhouse is the Sect Master?

That is basically equivalent to seeking death, and it may be more uncomfortable than death.

As long as Yang Wudi thinks that he betrayed the Annihilation Sect, betrayed the Sect Master, and was caught by the Sect Master...

The Sect Master would take out all his Spirit Stones and magic treasures, crush them in front of him, open a hole in his own head, and pour the powder into it...

The Blood Pool of the Ten Calamities Palace is just a fart!

After enduring for two months, when Yang Wudi was taken out of the Blood Pool, his thoughts quickly turned, and he smiled innocently at the few people, full of innocence.

"I'm not stupid, I can be used now."

"This peak True Immortal realm Dao body is really good. Several adults should like it."

"Just to be sure, let's verify it again..."

After leaving the Blood Pool and going through a few more days of turmoil, Yang Wudi was finally accepted by the Ten Calamities Palace. He was blinded and taken to the main hall to hold the ceremony of "Meeting Father".

When Yang Wudi saw the people kneeling in the main hall, he couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"These Ten Calamities Palace evildoers not only worship the statues of the Ten Evil Gods, but also call them father. It's ridiculous, really ridiculous. They don't even have the dignity of a cultivator in the Human Realm. They don't even care about their own face!"

While he was muttering, a majestic voice came from beside him:

"It's your turn. Choose a father to be your main father. You must offer incense to him every day, and the other fathers will be offered three times a month."

Yang Wudi's face showed a solemn expression, and he quickly stepped forward, bent his legs, and knelt down, raising his hands and prostrating, directly bowing down!

He shouted in a deep male voice:

"Father! As your adopted son, how should I express my respect to you? I am willing to kiss the soil you have stepped on, and let me smell the intoxicating fragrance in the soil!"

"Ah! Father! I am willing to become the dust by your side, to become the breath you have exhaled, and to become your most loyal servant!"

At that time, the entire main hall fell silent, all looking at the nine-foot-tall bald man who was shouting with fanaticism and enthusiasm, bowing every three steps, and shouting words of praise that they had never thought of.

Yang Wudi:...

The "flattery words" he secretly copied from those miscellaneous books, which were originally prepared for when he faced the punishment of the Sect Master, happened to come in handy.

As a result, he stood out.

Yang Wudi stood out among the many new evildoers, and gained the attention of several old evildoers and elders.

From then on, Yang Wudi went smoothly and quickly established himself in the Ten Calamities Palace, as if he had found a stage suitable for him to show his skills.

Every time there was a gathering of evildoers, he could be seen praising the fathers with enthusiasm;

Every time he went out on a mission, his name gradually appeared on the list, and Yang Wudi also took the opportunity to establish contact with the Renhuang Pavilion.

At that time, Yang Wudi really breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, he stood on the same side as the Sect Master again and could do something for the Sect Master.

Nothing can be perfect, especially being an insider.

In order to obtain some information without arousing suspicion from others, Yang Wudi racked his brains and even resorted to feeding demons with his strong body, trying to please those young evildoers who held power in the Ten Calamities Palace.

That was truly dangerous.But the rewards were also immense. Not only was he rapidly promoted and his rank skyrocketed, but he also learned a very important piece of news.

"The reason why the Fourth Main Hall of the Ten Calamities Palace is eager to increase the number of evil people is because the chief elder in charge of the Fourth Main Hall received an order from the Evil God. The one who delivered the order was a woman wearing a bamboo hat."

Yang Wudi passed this information to the Ren Emperor Pavilion.

In order to avoid suspicion and fearing that the stone he used for communication would be intercepted, he drew a picture of a woman with a red veil, and wrote the character 'Jun' next to it.

'Jun' refers to the meaning of a monarch or ruler, implying that a woman is now in charge of the Ten Calamities Palace, and this is probably what she looks like.

"They couldn't possibly misunderstand and think I'm looking for a Dao companion, could they?"

Yang Wudi smiled slightly.

In fact, it didn't matter how they interpreted it. A simple explanation afterwards would suffice. The important thing was to 'deliver the message' and establish the fact, corroborating his position as an insider.

The years of being an insider always felt somewhat long.

Nearly four years had passed, and Yang Wudi was on the verge of a breakthrough.

However, he was desperately suppressing his realm, avoiding breaking through to the Heavenly Immortal realm, lest the Ten Calamities Palace promote him or assign him to some dangerous task.

Yang Wudi was clear about this.

At this moment, what he needed to do was to keep a low profile, secure his position in both the Ren Emperor Pavilion and the Ten Calamities Palace, and always remember that he was a member of the Sect Destruction, a guard of the Sect Master. This way, he could stand on an invincible ground.

Being too prominent could lead to danger, being too high-profile could lead to accidental harm. Breaking through to the Heavenly Immortal realm in the Ten Calamities Palace would be more harm than good.

On the contrary, if he could break through after the Ten Calamities Palace was destroyed, he would have the merit of being an insider and the strength of the Heavenly Immortal realm. By then, if he clung to the Sect Master's thigh and won him some face...

Apart from these ferocious women in the Ten Calamities Palace, what else could he lack?

According to the information he currently had, there were a total of four main halls in the Ten Calamities Palace, and the second main hall had already been taken down by the Sect Master.

Once the fourth main hall was taken down, he would transform into 'the man who knows the Ten Calamities Palace best'!

Just hold on a little longer, and what awaits him ahead is a bright and open road!

At this moment, a circle of light appeared behind Yang Wudi, who was meditating in the dark and damp cave.

Suddenly, a voice transmission came: "Mr. Yang, the enemy will soon be sent to this large array. Please be prepared."

Yang Wudi opened his eyes expressionlessly, nodded slightly, and along with dozens of figures behind him, put on a pitch-black mask.

He was currently on a mission outside, this was the sixth time in four years, and the content of each mission was basically fighting and killing.

Regrettably, Yang Wudi could never determine the location of the Fourth Main Hall. Every time he entered or exited, his six senses would be sealed. By the time he regained his perception of the outside world, he was already inside the main hall.

His rank was not high enough, he had to reach a higher position.

And this required more merit.

Behind the pitch-black mask, a cold light flashed in Yang Wudi's eyes. From this moment on, he... had no feelings.

He then took out a hood and covered his signature bald head.

In the barren mountains and wild ridges within a radius of tens of miles, the spiritual energy was almost stagnant.

The whistles were heard one after another, and more than ten ambush teams of evil people, hundreds of Elemental Immortals, and lower-ranked True Immortals were all on high alert.

Suddenly!

A thunderous sound echoed between heaven and earth. A large ship mysteriously broke into this world from the originally empty sky, with layers of cosmic ripples around the ship.

Obviously, this flying ship had crashed into the teleportation array and was instantly transported to the sky here!

On the ship, hundreds of immortal soldiers immediately went out to meet the enemy, and the pressure of more than a dozen Heavenly Immortals suppressed all directions!

A voice rang out: "Leave no survivors!"

Yang Wudi immediately stood up, led dozens of figures out of the cave, and together with hundreds of figures that sprang out from all directions, turned into a stream of light, charging straight towards the building!

Moreover, dozens of late-stage True Immortal realm and Heavenly Immortal realm auras flew in from all directions, unleashing boundless magical power and throwing out one magical treasure after another, bombarding the ship with all their might!

'The Ten Calamities Palace is really going all out this time! Who are they trying to deal with?'

Yang Wudi was secretly puzzled in his heart, deliberately slowing down his speed a bit, his eyes scanning back and forth on the ship.

Suddenly, this bald strong man's fists trembled slightly, and his eyes widened like copper bells.

At the back of the ship, protected by more than a dozen demon cultivators, wasn't the blue-robed youth the good friend of the Sect Master, their little protector of the Sect Destruction, the sole heir of the Ji family...

Ji Mo!