Global Demon Transformation.

In the somewhat dimly lit hall, a slightly surprised and doubtful voice suddenly came from inside.

On the left and right sides, two rows of white candles flickered in the empty hall, the light sometimes bright and sometimes dim. At the end of the steps, a blurry figure could be vaguely seen sitting on a high seat.

At the bottom of the steps, three figures bowed their heads slightly and knelt on the ground.

"You're saying Lin Feng disrupted the sacrificial ceremony, using the lives of those young people as a threat to force those old guys to not dare to stop him? And let him leave arrogantly?" A question came from the high seat.

Are you sure this news is true?

His tone was surprised and skeptical, as if he didn't quite believe the truth of the matter.

He naturally knew He Jun and was also aware of the girl's special nature.

That mysterious demon spirit that had never appeared before possessed an unprecedented ability to offer sacrifices!

It is far rarer than his demon spirit.

Or perhaps his demonic spirit simply wasn't qualified to compare with it.

Even now, as the emperor, he is extremely envious.

If he could obtain the girl and gain the ability to sacrifice, his strength would definitely increase by a level, and the new world might become the second Pure Land.

At that time, we won't have to hide anymore; we can appear openly and honestly.

Unfortunately, under the 24-hour, all-round protection and surveillance of the combat department, the guardian artifact in the capital had no chance of being touched.

They didn't even dare to get too close, for fear of arousing unnecessary suspicion.

It can be said that He Jun played an indispensable role in the rapid rise of Lin Feng and others.

Even a super genius, even with abundant resources, cannot break through to become a king in a short period of time.

As the captain of the Avengers, it's understandable that Lin Feng would stand up for He Jun, but the way he did it is truly shocking.

This is not normal human behavior at all.

If it were him, he would never have gone so crazy.

The main issue is that the situation hasn't developed to that point yet; there are other ways to resolve it.

If it can make the leader of the new world feel crazy, then it must be truly crazy.

No wonder he's nicknamed "Madman".

Stop calling him King Hua, just call him Crazy King.

Compared to Lin Feng, as the leader of the new world, I seem to be too honest and timid. I need to learn from him.

"Reporting to the Master, the news has been confirmed. I've heard that this matter has had a very negative impact. According to information from our sources, Lin Feng may be punished soon!"

The figure in the center of the three, kneeling on one knee and wearing a black cloak, spoke.

His voice was old and slightly hoarse.

After speaking, he raised his head slightly, his gaze lingering on the face of the man on the high seat, but he could not make out the man's features.

Because a man's appearance is constantly changing.

If there were a camera at that moment, slow motion could capture the man's face changing dozens or even hundreds of times in a second, as if the man had hundreds of different faces.

These faces are predominantly male, with a few females, and vary in age. As they change, they appear both magical and terrifying.

"Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly, no wonder it is ranked number one on the list of rare and exotic beasts."

The old man was filled with emotion.

The fact that Zhuangzi dreamed of being a butterfly, ranking first on the list of rare and exotic beasts, is enough to prove the rarity and power of this mythical creature.

Aside from those who refine the immortals, it seems no one has ever actually seen what Zhuangzi's dream of the butterfly looked like; his abilities are only described in historical records.

According to records, Zhuangzi's dream of a butterfly could reside in the body of a demon or human in a special way, thereby depriving that creature of everything, including its body, memories, and abilities.

Just like Zhuangzi's dream of being a butterfly, it was "reborn," which is also the origin of the spirit's name.

The person who refines this demon spirit will also gain this ability.

This ability comes with the bloodshed.

By taking another's life, one can gain some of their memories and abilities. The constantly changing face on the cult leader's face is the face of the person he has killed.

"It seems it's true! Haha, this is really unexpected!"

The leader chuckled and said, “In that case, you can try to contact Lin Feng when you have the chance. As the Heavenly King of the Pure Land, he may look down on the ‘New World,’ but there may be opportunities for cooperation in the future. I sense the aura of a kindred spirit in him.”

"Cooperation? With like-minded people?"

The old man asked in disbelief, as if he could hardly believe what he was hearing.

He and his companion exchanged incredulous glances.

Over the years, countless people have died at Lin Feng's hands, including many from the "New World," whose numbers definitely exceed one hundred.

The two have an irreconcilable blood feud, yet now the cult leader claims they are the same kind of people?

Should we try to explore collaboration opportunities?
"Their recklessness is bordering on madness; they will stop at nothing to achieve their goals and power. These two points alone are enough."

The leader slowly said, "When the Divine Martial Continent launches a full-scale invasion, under the pressure of survival, many issues will no longer be principles."

The old man hesitated, but ultimately did not refute. Just then, he seemed to remember something, and his tone became somewhat serious as he said, "Master, we have news from Vice Master Wang. He is currently in the Divine Martial Continent. Not long ago, he teamed up with Lin Feng to hunt down the emperor who possessed the key in Wuyun City. Lin Feng escaped, but he was imprisoned and is now in the Dragon King's Palace, where the Dragon King has placed a soul contract on him, making him the Dragon King's slave."

"You've become a slave?!"

The cult leader frowned slightly.

He knew that Wang Mian had gone to the Pure Land and become the apostle of the Dream King. Although he could vaguely guess his purpose, he never expected that the other party would team up with Lin Feng, run to the Divine Martial Continent to cause trouble, and even become the Dragon King's slave.

Faced with such a terrifying being, even he was speechless.

Ultimately, it is the New World that is dependent on the Divine Martial Continent.

The two are not equal.

If it were an ordinary organization, they would at least give him some face, but the Dragon King's Palace would not.

"Master, should we go and rescue Vice Master Wang?" the old man asked tentatively.

"rescue?"

The cult leader asked, his voice full of sarcasm: "Even I couldn't escape from the Dragon King's Palace, how are you going to rescue me? Send you lowly minions to rescue me?"

The atmosphere became somewhat silent for a moment; no one responded, and no one dared to respond.

It is clear that Wang Mian has been abandoned.

The New World only had five emperors in total, and now it has lost one of them, who was also the vice leader. This can be described as a heavy loss for the New World.

"Alright, let's leave Wang Mian alone for now. With his strength, he won't die so easily. We can make a deal with the Dragon King Palace later to get his freedom."

"That's what the cult leader said."

The others nodded in agreement and quickly got up to leave.

A short while later, the man on the high seat also disappeared. Half an hour later, he reappeared in a building.

At this moment, his face no longer changed. He was wearing a gray fitted suit, looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, wore black-rimmed glasses, and had a refined and scholarly air about him.

"knock knock"

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

As the voice faded, a woman who looked like a secretary but had an exceptionally alluring figure walked into the office.

The woman was about thirty years old, the perfect age for a peach to ripen. She smiled slightly at the middle-aged man and said, "Guardian Zhou, I just got a call. There's a special meeting today that requires your attendance."

"A special meeting? What kind of special meeting?"

"I don't know the specifics, but I do know that this meeting is of a very high standard. In addition to the emperors, the guardians of the capital have also been notified to attend. You have no mission today, so you must attend."

As the secretary explained, she swayed slightly, exuding a captivating charm.

"It's not such a coincidence, is it?"

Zhou Shouhu stood up, a thought flashing through his mind; he felt things were getting more and more interesting. (End of Chapter)