The throne of God is waiting for me

Acutely aware of the same breath fluctuation coming from the other end of the Wrathful Soul Forest.

So, Xiao Wang temporarily abandoned his experimental observation object and followed the breath.

In the days since he came to this world, the repulsion from the Supreme Rule has gradually weakened, and with the massive core turning into fuel to impact the seal, Xiao Wang has recovered a small part of his strength.

He perfectly restrained his breath, lightly touched the treetops with his toes, and flew up. It was like a wisp of illusory and hazy moonlight passing through the forest, and like a phoenix with snow-white feathers, riding the wind.

The trees composed of wraiths were extremely docile at this time, like a group of servants who bowed their heads respectfully, seeing him off.

Deep in the Wrathful Soul Forest, a special magnetic field permeated here, as if there was a barrier dividing yin and yang, dividing the entire forest into two halves of light and darkness. The breath that Xiao Wang sensed came from the other half of the place where the sun could not shine, a gloomy and dark corner.

A breeze suddenly rose. A snow-white shadow came silently from the darkness, and the robe fluttering in the wind was like a veil woven by moonlight, gently brushing over the treetops.

Xiao Wang lowered his head and looked down, his long black hair dancing wildly in the wind. When Xiao Wang's toes gently landed on the treetops, his figure suddenly changed from moving to still, and the breeze disappeared at the same time. His black hair, like black satin, fell quietly, and the black hair and white clothes were set off, as beautiful as clouds.

He stared quietly below.

A team of more than ten people was shuttling through the sea of ​​​​wraith trees, with a special badge on their chests. A faint breath emanated from the badge, causing the trunks of the surrounding wraith trees to hurriedly avoid them, allowing these people to capture the wraiths and make them into soul gems one after another.

"The special badge that is completely different from the style of this world and more inclined to technological civilization, and the subtle nightmare breath on the badge..." Xiao Wang silently watched the behavior of these people, "Is it really related to the Nightmare Lord?"

He tapped his toes lightly, like a big snow-white bird flying down from the treetops, quietly landing beside everyone. As fast as a phantom.

In the night, his clothes fluttered, and his breath was indifferent and ethereal, like a ghost walking out of the depths of the forest of resentful souls, and like an unreal dream descending on the earth.

The people who were collecting soul gems were all stunned, and some even couldn't help rubbing their eyes, almost thinking that they had hallucinations.

Before they could react, Xiao Wang's powerful consciousness had already enveloped everyone. His dark eyes were like a bottomless abyss, surging with deep whirlpools, and everyone's eyes were unconsciously attracted to them, and their bodies stood still.

"Tell me! Your origins, purpose, and the reason for collecting soul gems?"

Xiao Wang's cold voice sounded in the silent and deep forest. The rageful souls around all shrank back into the darkness. The forest of resentful souls, which should have been weird and terrifying, was surprisingly peaceful at this moment, as if it was a sea of ​​trees bathed in moonlight, gentle and peaceful.

The eyes of the crowd gradually became dull, and the leader said without hesitation: "We are under the command of the great immortal god..."

In his narration, they originally came from different forces, including sect disciples, casual cultivators, ordinary people and even wild people. The common characteristics of these people were that they were not talented and their strength was extremely weak. Until the immortal god came and rewrote their fate.

-After joining the "Shenhui", an organization that believes in the immortal god, they, who were originally at the bottom of the world, gained the power to become stronger from the immortal god.

The "Shenhui" organization is spread all over the continent, and the method of making soul gems was spread in the Shenhui. It is said that offering soul gems can please the immortal god and even get more power from the immortal god.

Therefore, on every fixed birthday of the God, members of the "God Association" organization from all over the continent will offer a large number of soul gems as tribute to please the great immortal god.

These people are just ordinary members of the "God Association". The badges on them are exchanged in the "God Association" through their contributions to the organization. It is said that the breath of the immortal god is sealed on it, which can greatly deter the existence of resentful souls.

Hearing this, Xiao Wang's expression was a bit strange. The term "immortal god" always feels incompatible with the painting style of this world. Is this considered a Western fantasy world invading the fantasy world?

"I didn't expect that the Lord of Nightmares has quietly created a cult in this world... Such accumulation is not a one-day effort."

According to these people, the history of the "God Association" can be traced back to at least hundreds of years ago. Even if the time flow rate of the outside universe is inconsistent with that of this world, it is impossible for the Lord of Nightmares to come here hundreds of years earlier than himself. It seems that this cult organization is the seed he once planted in this world. I just don't know if it will be under his control after hundreds of years?

Position change *

At the other end of the wilderness, a figure walked over, his steps seemed slow but actually fast, and he passed through a group of wandering ghosts in a few steps. The flashing sword light was like a flash of lightning in the sky, even faster than lightning.

The heart cores seemed to encounter an irresistible attraction, flying from all directions to his palm, leaving only the remains of ghosts behind him.

His snow-white figure left a moving track on the dark red wilderness, and wherever he passed, the black fog dissipated and everything was silent.

The wind blew violently, blowing up his sleeves. Xiao Wang slightly changed his power technique, using the wind to fly forward with the least consumption.

Suddenly, he stopped. The eyes behind the mask looked quietly in a certain direction.

"You've followed us all the way, why don't you come out?"

Xiao Wan's voice was very soft, but there was a hint of determination in his tone.

He turned around, and the endless wilderness was reflected in his dark eyes. The countless broken limbs and dark red soil merged together, showing a desolate beauty.

"Ah, were you discovered?"

As the words fell, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Wan and laughed softly, with a different kind of joy in his voice.

This man's long hair was tied back casually, his dark red robe seemed to be stained with blood, and the depths of his pupils seemed to be stained with blood. His figure was suspended in mid-air, looking at Xiao Wan curiously.

"It's strange, it's strange, why can't I feel your cultivation?" He reached out and rubbed his chin, looking up and down, with a childlike innocence in his expression, and a hint of evil in the innocence, "I always feel... There seems to be something different about you..."

As he spoke, the resentment, death, and filth in the surrounding world were all guarding him, and a twisted and strange power continued to radiate outwards from his body.

Xiao Wan responded calmly: "Because I have not practiced the techniques of this world."

How could he, who had already understood part of the truth about this world, choose to embark on the path of no return as a practitioner?

"You actually have such strength without practicing?"

The smile of the person in front of him became even brighter, staring at Xiao Wan with bright eyes like an innocent child seeing a novel toy, as if he was thinking about something.

Finally, he tilted his head, gave up thinking, and said directly: "No matter, since you have such strong strength, then come and fight with me!"

A flash of red light bloomed in his pupils that seemed to be soaked in blood, and he looked down at Xiao Wan below.

"If you lose, I'll kill you!"

Xiao Wan was not angry because of the other party's arrogant tone. He just looked up at the other party with a hint of understanding in his indifferent tone.

"...Did he turn out to be another lunatic?"