Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

After a long while, facing everyone's hopeful gazes, Diwu Zhao spoke helplessly,

"Restrictions are not only classified into different types, but also have different severity levels in terms of the methods used to place them. There are two simplest and most powerful types.

One is a lighter tangible restriction.

This tangible restriction contains the essence and blood of the person who placed the restriction. It is placed somewhere in the body of the person, just like stamping a person. This kind of restriction can be lifted as long as the person who lifts the restriction has the absolute strength to suppress the person who placed the restriction.

There is also a type of invisible restriction which is of the highest level and most overbearing.

This invisible restriction is also called a death restriction. It carries the soul power of the person who places the restriction. It is placed on the soul of the person being restricted. This restriction cannot be lifted by external force.

If the ban is lifted forcibly, it will only backfire and turn everything into ashes.

There is no other way to lift this kind of restriction, except for the person who imposed it to have a change of heart. Unless... " Diwu Zhao paused here. He wanted to say that unless there was that person, it would be easy to lift the restriction with his special power. But he couldn't find that person now, so he simply didn't say it.

In fact, he didn't know that the person he thought he was had already died and disappeared.

"I will first check if the ban is placed on your body or soul. If it is somewhere in your body, I can solve it for you now. If it is placed on your soul, I can do nothing about it." In fact, Diwu Zhao already knew that the ban on people like Singer was definitely the most domineering death ban. That is, it was placed on the soul. He just said this because he was worried that the Sing family would not give up.

When Singh heard what Diwu Zhao said, his heart skipped a beat and his face turned pale. It was over.

If his guess was correct, the master had placed a soul restriction on each of the secret guards, then wouldn't he...

When Diwu Zhao saw Singh's appearance, he knew that it was the same as he guessed, but he still released a trace of divine power and went towards Singh.

When exploring the restrictions, even someone as experienced as Diwu Zhao did not dare to be careless. After all, if he was not careful, he would trigger the soul power within the restrictions, thus alarming Wen Renyu, and Singh would die in an instant.

Everyone stared at Singh with bated breath, especially Xin Yongzhi and Xin Changxing, who looked at Singh nervously.

Even though they had just heard their ancestor's analysis of the ban, they probably knew that the ban on Singh was most likely a tyrannical death ban.

Xin Yongzhi hated the people in the Heavenly Emperor Palace in his heart for bringing such harm to the descendants of his Xin family.

At this moment, they hoped that their ancestors could find a way to lift the ban on Singh. Even though they knew that it was hopeless, they still held out hope.

After a while, Diwu Zhao withdrew his divine power and faced the expectant gazes of the crowd. He shook his head, indicating that he was powerless.

"Ancestor, is there really no other way? What should we do with Singh? He can't go back." Xuanyuan Lang asked anxiously.

"If the ban is to be lifted, there is only one person in this world who can do it, except for the person who imposed the ban. But this person..."

"Where is that person? Grandfather, please tell me, I will go and beg him, and I will definitely ask him to release Ge'er from the ban." When Xin Yongzhi heard that there was such a person in the world, he was so excited that he wanted to go find this person.

Diwu Zhao thought that after returning to the Ninth Heaven, he might go to the Universe Mountain to look for that person. Maybe there would be a chance for Singh to turn things around.

"Ancestor, who are you talking about? I'll go and ask him for help too," Xuanyuan Lang asked.

Diwu Zhao shook his head and said,

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, but he is not someone we can ask for help now. Maybe it will be okay if he returns to the Ninth Heaven." He thought for a while and then said again.

"Chang'er, do you still remember those four people from two days ago? I'm talking about their master, the master of the Divine Palace."

"The owner of the shrine?" Others didn't know who the owner of the shrine was, but Singer knew. Because the owner of the shrine was also a secretive person to Wen Renyu.

If Ziwei Emperor is a taboo for Wen Renyu, he can get angry and kill people when those four words are mentioned. Then the owner of the Divine Palace is the nightmare that Wen Renyu dare not touch. He will subconsciously avoid everything about the Divine Palace. Singer doesn't know why, but he feels that Wen Renyu is afraid to hear everything about the Divine Palace.

Originally, the Tiandi Palace was obliged to report to the Divine Palace regularly, but since some time ago, the Divine Palace has been closed to visitors. No outsiders are allowed to enter. The Tiandi Palace is also allowed to manage itself, and no longer needs to report regularly.

Wenren Yuba had to go to the Palace of Gods, and he was very happy to see it. From then on, the connection between the Palace of the Emperor of Heaven and the Palace of Gods was cut off.

Although Wen Renyu forbad anyone to mention the Master of the Divine Palace and the Emperor Ziwei, the Nine Heavens had a large population, so of course there would be leaks.

Singh accidentally heard someone mention the shrine and its master, and he still remembers the longing look on their face.

"Yes, if the master of the temple is here, Singer's ban can be easily lifted. But, now is not the time. Singer, can you afford to wait?" The question "Can you afford to wait?" by Diwu Zhao contains too many meanings.

First of all, if he didn't want to be exposed, he had to return to the Tiandi Palace as soon as possible. For his own safety, he couldn't show any abnormality, and couldn't let his master get suspicious of him by what he said or did. It was not easy to say, but it was not easy to say. As long as Singer made a wrong step, he would be doomed.

"I can afford to wait." Singh said solemnly. He knew his situation and there was no better way to resolve it. He could only wait.

"Okay. Then stay here first and have a good time with your uncle Xin, and then go back in two days. Changxing, take Xin Ge down to have some rest. Yongzhi, you go too, and have a good chat with Xin Ge."

"Yes, ancestor,"

The three members of the Xin family went out.

Looking at the disappearing figure, Xuanyuan Que slowly said,

"Is this Singer trustworthy?" His worries were not unreasonable. At least now Singer was still a member of the Tiandi Palace and was still controlled by Wen Renyu. He could turn against the Xuanyuan family at any time.

"Dad, I think he is trustworthy. Just wait and see, when he returns to the Heavenly Emperor's Palace this time, he will definitely investigate the cause of death of his parents and grandfather in secret. If what he finds out is as we have deduced, he will definitely be a sharp weapon against the Heavenly Emperor." After a brief contact between Xuanyuan Lang and Singh, it can be seen that he is a person who has a clear distinction between love and hate.

Although Singh could not say a word about his master, Diwu Zhao guessed from his few words and expression that the emperor of the Heavenly Emperor Palace was Wen Renyu.

This also allowed Diwu Zhao to piece together some facts that he had overlooked, and also indirectly confirmed his guess. He did not need evidence, he just wanted to know who benefited the most in the end of the war, and who was the driving force behind it.

Unexpectedly, in the end it was the despicable Wen Renyu who became the emperor of the Heavenly Emperor Palace.

What an irony!