Chapter 2278 A whim
"I don't know if he will still be restrained by the devil. If he is still restrained by the devil, then Master Tongtian will be his nemesis!"

Pan Zu’s mind was full of thoughts.

The path of immortal thoughts that Wan Wuyi was taking was previously strictly suppressed by the path of evil, because this path is the way to achieve the strongest from the weakest.

No matter what kind of creature it is, the will is extremely fragile. When the will is firm, it is naturally indestructible. However, the will is something that changes constantly, sometimes being indestructible and sometimes being extremely fragile.

Most of the time, the will of living beings is fragile and will be affected by all kinds of evil and demonic thoughts.

The path that Wan Wuyi takes is to let his most fragile will give up all protection, give up the protection of his physical body, true spirit, soul, and spiritual consciousness, and let his extremely fragile will become his true body.

This is going against the grain. The will that needs to be heavily protected is directly exposed. While it has its advantages, it is naturally accompanied by countless disadvantages. There is no such thing as perfection under the Tao.

In the end, Wanwuyi succeeded. He made the most fragile will of a living being become the strongest, but the shortcomings could not be compensated for.

Ordinary creatures, even those with a body, soul, true spirit, or even spiritual awareness to protect them, will be demonized by the devil, let alone those without any protective will.

That is why Wan Wuyi will be restrained by the magic way.

What's even more terrifying is that Wanwuyi's immortal thoughts can be dispersed into billions. If he is infected by the devil, he will produce terrifying immortal devil thoughts, and the power of the immortal devil thoughts is the same as his own.

It is impossible to imagine how many immortal evil thoughts would be generated after being demonized if Wanwuyi's immortal thought encountered Tongtian Jiaozhu's first magic skill.

Pan Zu's guess is also Dou Mu Yuanjun's guess. She knows how terrible the First Demonic Skill is, and even vaguely knows the true origin of the First Demonic Skill through Emperor Fentian.

She secretly glanced at Di Fentian and found that his expression was extremely indifferent, even with a hint of expectation, but she didn't know what he was expecting.

Swish!
At this moment, the sea of ​​clouds in the sky completely disappeared, and a huge amount of the original power of the universe was completely swallowed up by Wanwuyi, becoming the power that drove his own transformation.

After his extreme transformation, Wan Wuyi fell down. He stood there, giving people an extremely awkward feeling, as if he was the only real person in the world, and everything else was just an illusion.

And Mahamutprakarnāpāra is an illusory world, so this feeling is even clearer.

"I will take my leave now. What else do you have to say, sir?"

He bowed slightly, eager to return to the primitive times.

"Go ahead. I'm looking forward to your performance. The stage has been built and we need someone like you to take the stage!"

Emperor Fentian's words made Wan Wuyi pause for a moment, and he was secretly angry. He regarded himself as a clown. Besides actors, what else was there on stage? Just a clown!

But in the eyes of Emperor Fentian, everyone in this catastrophe is a clown. He is qualified to see it this way and has the capital to say so.

He is a transcendent being, an existence that is above the universe. He has destroyed countless universes. In his eyes, all living beings in the universe are just clowns on the stage, and no one knows when they will perish!
Swish!
A portal appeared, and outside was an infinite world.

Wan Wuyi flashed and rushed into the gate and disappeared without a trace.

"My Lord, are you just going to let him go like this?"

Pan Zu asked unwillingly. "I have my own plan." As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Fentian walked close to the Great Dao Eye, stared at the fragment of the will of the Transcendent inside the Eye, and finally showed a smile on his face, "You losers are really pitiful. You are all beings that are above the Great Dao of the Universe, but you have ended up in this situation. I am Emperor Fentian, some of you should know me, and some don't, but there is no difference. You will only be valuable if you fall into my hands! I paid countless prices to fight for the fragments of this world, but I still failed. Where is the battlefield that you fought for?"

As he spoke, Emperor Fentian stretched out his hand and directly inserted his palm into the Eye of the Great Dao, grabbing the fragment of the Transcendent's will that could not move in his hand.

Looking at the fragment of the Transcendent's will struggling frantically in his palm, Di Fentian showed a cruel smile, and with two fingers of his other hand, he gently pinched and picked up a fragment of will.

"Show me who you are!"

The terrifying will of Emperor Fentian rushed into the interior of the will fragment and brutally checked the memory of the will fragment, not caring at all how much damage doing so would cause to the will fragment.

The fragment of will became visibly illusory, and tiny cracks appeared. Pan Zu and Dou Mu Yuan Jun could even faintly hear terrible wails and screams.

"waste!"

Suddenly, Di Fentian let out a low roar and threw the shattered fragment of will back into his palm and suppressed it again. However, the memories and secrets contained in this fragment of will were pitifully few, and most of them were useless to him.

After all, fragments of will are just fragments of will. How could they possibly contain all the memories of their heyday? There are only a few scattered memories.

But just a fragment of will containing a few scattered memories can control Wan Wuyi and use him as a puppet.

From this we can see how terrifying the transcendents are.

Emperor Fentian picked up the second fragment of will and used his powerful will to attack again, checking the opponent's memory.

It should be called memory fragments. The memories contained in the fragments of will are not systematic, but extremely fragmented and scattered.

Just when Di Fentian was busy checking the scattered memories in the fragments of will, Zhang Qian, who was in the Zhongda World, suddenly shivered inexplicably, and a sudden sense of crisis came over him.

When he reached this level, this sudden sense of crisis was not without reason. It was a mysterious feeling.

"What's going on? Why do I suddenly feel this sense of crisis?"

Zhang Qian hurriedly began to deduce, but he did not figure out anything, just a blank.

"I am now a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian and the master of the world. I have more than a dozen Hunyuan Daluo Jinxians under my command. I have also cultivated the Taiwei Qiankun Sacred Law to the level where 56 trillion dust particles can become a small world. Why do I still have this sense of crisis? Who is plotting against me?"

He didn't know that this was because of Emperor Fentian. The fragments of the transcendent's will in Emperor Fentian's hands came from the same place as his broken jade.

If Zhang Qian had not ignored Wan Wuyi's request, had not refused to rescue Wan Wuyi, and had not thought of taking advantage of and plotting against Wan Wuyi, Di Fentian would not have cooperated with Wan Wuyi, would not have obtained the fragments of the will of those transcendents, and would not have been able to explore the secrets of that mysterious battlefield.

Every sip and every bite, isn't it destined by heaven?

While Zhang Qian was calculating, Wan Wuyi had already arrived near the cosmic passage of the Infinite Universe. Looking at the vortex-like cosmic passage, he sneered several times and said to himself: "Zhang Qian, you took my Chaos Bell but ignored my request. Not only did you not try to save me, but you shirked your responsibility. This time when I return to the prehistoric world, I will use you to establish my authority!"

Wan Wuyi is not a good-tempered person. He dares to speak wildly even in front of Di Fentian, let alone Zhang Qian.

(End of this chapter)