Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 724 The Purpose of the White-Clad Man

Wang Mian scanned the room's layout with a puzzled look in his eyes.

The room in front of me was neither too big nor too small, with little furniture, making it seem quite empty. It was a bare, unfinished mud-brick house, without any decorations or anything noteworthy.

There was no other life in the room besides him.

"where is this place?"

Wang Mian thought to himself.

Suddenly finding himself in an unfamiliar environment, he felt little tension or unease, aside from some confusion.

He was used to this kind of thing.

When the persona in white takes over the body, his consciousness enters a dormant state, unable to perceive the outside world, even when facing mortal danger.

He could only roughly estimate how long he had been asleep based on his mental state.

If I'm not mistaken, he should have been asleep for a day, no more than two days.

Previously, in order to resolve the white-clothed personality, he went to the Pure Land and stayed up for almost a month without sleeping. This time, after waking up, his mental state has obviously improved a lot.

The occasional throbbing pain in my head has stopped.

Even so, he felt he could sleep for another day and night.

More than his own location, Wang Mian was surprised that the white-clad man was so obedient and made him wake up so quickly.
The man in white should have already guessed the purpose of his trip to the Pure Land to find Lin Feng.

It's even possible that they talked and fought with Lin Feng.

Even so, why is Bai Yi still so obedient?

This isn't like him.

Just as Wang Mian was still wondering, his body suddenly trembled, and he abruptly turned to look at the door.

His consciousness had just returned, his head was still a little dazed, and his reactions were a bit slow. At this moment, however, he sensed a series of extremely powerful auras.

An aura unique to emperors.

Seven or eight people, or even more than ten.

More than ten emperors?
Within a radius of one hundred meters, there are more than ten emperors?
Am I in the Pure Land?

"No, those aren't the auras of the Heavenly King! They're all unfamiliar."

"I didn't leave the Divine Martial Continent? It seems I didn't escape successfully! I might have been imprisoned by the Extraordinary Ones. Apart from the five major Extraordinary One forces, I can't think of any other place where so many emperors would gather!"

Wang Mian frowned, a bad feeling creeping into his heart.

He seemed to be imprisoned and had lost his freedom.

"No warning?"

Wang Mian went to the old wooden table, hoping to see if there were any letters or anything like that.

As was their custom, he and Baiyi would leave letters, similar to diaries, before they fell into a deep sleep.

Inform the other person what has happened recently, who they have been in contact with, and what precautions they should take.

Even though they both wanted to erase each other's consciousness, they maintained this habit in order not to expose the secret of the Yin-Yang Puppet.

Unfortunately, there were no letters or drawers on the table.

Wang Mian slowly walked towards the door, reaching out his right hand to open it, but his hand stopped in mid-air. After hesitating for a moment, he finally gave up.

There were more than ten emperors outside, and he was unfamiliar with the area. If someone asked him any questions, he would definitely be clueless, and going out rashly could even lead to a conflict.

He wasn't sure if the white-robed figure had made enemies with the emperor outside when he took over his body.
Do you have any enemies?
Among those emperors, there were several whose auras even made him feel oppressed.

Surrounded by emperors, the white-robed figure had not left any notification message, which was highly unusual.

If he dies, the man in white will also die.

Why did the man in white do this?
Soon, Wang Mian guessed the purpose of the man in white.

If I'm not mistaken, the person in white is trying to make me suspicious and wary, so that I won't dare to leave the room.

The ultimate goal is to make oneself willingly fall into a state of slumber.

But if that's the case, why would the person in white deliberately fall into a deep sleep?
The white-robed personality has now gained the upper hand, occupying more than 14 hours a day out of 24. Even without using secret techniques, the white-robed personality could easily go more than a week without sleep.

Wang Mian couldn't understand the key point.

After standing there for a while, Wang Mian shook his head. Unable to figure it out, he didn't dwell on the question any further.

Although he didn't want to do as Bai Yi wished, he rationally chose to enter a state of slumber.

In this situation, this is the best option.

The black and purple eyes flickered, and when the black eyes went dark and the purple eyes glowed, the white-clad figure's consciousness began to return.

The moment the white-clad figure regained consciousness, the purple horn mark that had disappeared from her fair forehead gradually reappeared.

That feeling of being bound and oppressed reappeared.

"hehe."

The man in white touched the mark on his forehead, and the subtle, delicate touch made him chuckle.

Everything went exactly as he had predicted.

He understood Wang Mian's personality and style of doing things very well.

And the mark on the forehead is indeed only effective on oneself.

Once Wang Mian's consciousness returns, the mark will disappear, and the master-slave contract will become invalid.

The man in white looked toward the door, which was tightly shut.

There was no movement outside the house.

"No one entered the room while I was asleep, which means that the Dragon King did not notice anything unusual. Also, the contract is still inside my body, it is just temporarily invalid."

The man in white's eyes flickered as he secretly analyzed the situation.

What was once a hopeless dead end has now begun to take on new life.

If handled well, it might turn out to be a blessing in disguise.

According to the Dragon King, he would provide him with cultivation resources so that he could break through to the extraordinary realm in a short period of time.

At that time, I will be a dual-emperor level expert.

Then you can go and find that demon!
How long exactly is the "short time" that the Dragon King mentioned?

Bai Yi was very confident in his talent, but even so, at his current cultivation speed, it would take him almost ten years to reach the Transcendent Realm.

If it were anyone else, even a Heavenly King from the Pure Land, who claimed they could help him reach the Transcendent Realm in a short time, he would only take it as a joke.

If one could so easily enter the realm of the Emperor, then one would not be an Emperor.

There are only about a hundred emperors on Earth in total.

But since the person who said this was the invincible Dragon King, the master of the Dragon King Palace, there was no need to question it.

Everything went according to plan.

The process went smoothly.

The only concern is whether the master-slave contract will still be effective once his consciousness completely takes over Wang Mian's body.
If it remains in effect, then we'll have to find other ways to terminate the contract.

"Damn Lin Feng!"

The man in white had a cold look in his eyes and spoke through gritted teeth.

If it weren't for Lin Feng, he would have left Wuyun City long ago and would never have been captured alive and ended up in this situation.

If the Yin-Yang Puppet hadn't been so special, he would have truly become the Dragon King's slave under the master-slave contract.

Life and death are in the hands of the other party's single thought.

Now, we not only need to deal with Wang Mian, but also with this master-slave contract.

Suppressing his murderous intent, Bai Yi regained his composure, quickly opened the door, and stepped into the courtyard.

As a newcomer, he needs to talk to his neighbors who share his plight to gather some information.