Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 424 Wang Li: What if I guessed right?

"This is the culprit for the revival of the spirits in the demon world."

Wang Li stared at the ball of incandescent white light compressed into the size of a walnut in his palm, and a complex light flashed in his eyes.

This seemingly harmless ball of light is none other than the "solar evil" that has caused endless tragedies in countless parallel time and space - an ancient entity born in the early days of the galaxy, which feeds on negative shadows and eventually transformed into a source of pollution that distorts everything.

He single-handedly directed the revival of the alien spirits and created the "Sun Evil" that caused historical tragedies for countless eras in the world.

Now, Wang Li used his will to cross the two worlds, grabbed it directly, and refined it in an instant. At this moment, it was like playing with a small walnut, and it was still glowing slightly in Wang Li's palm. There was no trace of the evil light that once crossed the starry sky and wantonly wielded towards the entire galaxy.
Wang Li's will permeated the sun layer by layer from infinitesimal details, polishing it into his own shape.

Wang Li flicked his fingertips, and ripples appeared on the surface of the light ball. The countless struggling evil wills inside were refined layer by layer.

He could feel the last bit of resistance remaining deep within this "sun" - that was the arrogance and unwillingness that spanned billions of years.

But so what?
Wang Li wants to make it into a split, can it make other poses for Wang Li?

And I have to say, this little walnut...well, this Sun Evil feels really good.

Wang Limo fiddled with it for several times and thought it would be a good idea to throw it over the fish pond in his farm house to serve as a night light.

At least from now on, with it, I don’t need to pay electricity bills at all.

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At this moment, a strange spatial fluctuation suddenly came from outside the Ziwei Palace.

The fluctuations were extremely secretive. If Wang Li had not been connected to the demon and ghost world at this moment and his perception had not been several times sharper, it would have been almost impossible to detect.

He frowned, sensing that a powerful existence was breaking through the boundary wall of Ziwei Star.

"Strange, who would come to visit a hollow emperor like me?" Wang Li scratched his head in confusion.

The Emperor of Heaven was so excited that he gave Wang Li a very grand title, “Emperor of Ziwei in Zhongtian”.

But in fact, that's just how it seems to Wang Li.

After all, if this Great Thousand Heaven Realm is a huge makeshift team crowdfunded by just a dozen people.

The Ziwei Imperial Court on Wang Li's side is a larger makeshift team with only him.

Wang Li is now sitting on a chair at home performing a one-man show, what else can he do?
Even if he wanted to trigger a catastrophe that would sweep across the world and reap humanity, he could contribute to the heavenly realm.

But at this point in time, the heaven and earth were just created, and the universe was just beginning to evolve. There was not even a single stray hair on the entire world. Where could one find "humanity" to reap the harvest?

Without a few eons, or even a few epochs, to slowly introduce talents from various worlds, grant them divine positions, and harmonize the laws of heaven and earth, how could this vast world possibly develop?
Of course, if they just want to quickly go public in the virtual sea, and then create empty cards outside, raise public opinion inside, first make a lot of dirty money, and then falsify data, recruit water troops, falsify actual performance, form cliques, exclude others, secretly add drama, play with privileges, and cut a lot of leeks, then just pretend that Wang Li said nothing...

Moreover, at this point in time, the several shareholders of Tianjie haven't even sorted out the division of equity on their side. Who has the time to visit other people's homes?

But since there are guests coming, even if you are the only one at home, you have to act like you are welcoming a guest. At the very least, you cannot lose the dignity of Emperor Ziwei.

Wang Li straightened his clothes and sat on the throne. Purple air lingered around him, revealing the shadows of the stars in the sky. The whole palace suddenly came alive, and the stars on the dome began to rearrange according to the trajectory of Ziwei Doushu, and a complete pattern of the River Map and Luoshu appeared on the ground.

He sat upright on the imperial throne, his purple-gold imperial robe fluttering in the wind, and a brilliant halo composed of 365 main stars appeared behind his head.

When the spatial fluctuations reached their peak, Wang Li's mind moved, and the nine-zhang-high black iron gate of Ziwei Palace burst open.

Outside the door, rows of brilliant galaxies converge into a sea, and countless stars bloom and wither in the sea of ​​stars, over and over again.

The doors of Ziwei Palace opened one by one.

The next moment, a deep voice came: "Zhen Ding greets fellow Daoist Ziwei. I am sorry to come to visit you. I am looking at the sea... Don't, don't, don't close the door. I haven't come in yet!!!"

Wang Li: "..."

"Oh my god! Why don't you stay in your Kunlun Mountain? Why did you come to my Ziwei Star? You are courting death!"

Hearing the man's voice coming from afar, without even thinking about looking inside, the doors of Ziwei Palace that had just been opened were closed one by one.

But at the same time as the door closed with a loud roar, a bald man with a height of eight feet and a waist of eight feet came over stealthily. Then, when he saw the door that Wang Li had suddenly closed, he dodged and, following the mysterious cause and effect, slipped into the door that Wang Li had closed in an instant.

"Fellow Daoist Ziwei, I bow to you."

The man who came was like the guardian Hercules of Buddhism, with arms strong enough to run horses and thighs as strong as bridge piers. Just standing here, people felt that no matter which Buddhist temple he stood in, he would make people pay protection fees obediently.

The most eye-catching thing is the golden wheel of merit behind his head, which is about ten feet in diameter. In the golden light, one can see the shadows of three thousand Buddhas chanting scriptures, and countless small worlds are born and die in reincarnation.

After seeing the appearance of the person coming, especially seeing the Buddha of True Ding flash into his house, smile at him, and then open his mouth to show his row of shining big front teeth, Wang Li suddenly felt that he was not a good person at all...

To be honest, although Wang Li did not remember the true identity of the monk Zhending at the beginning, at most he was somewhat familiar with his appearance of the Vajra, which was even more powerful, fiercer and more reckless than the Buddhist guardian Vajra.

But after seeing his interactions with Taoist Fellow Xiling, especially after seeing that fellow Taoist Xiling opened up Kunlun Mountain with the Heavenly Punishment Axe and was named the Golden Mother of the Yaochi Lake by the Emperor of Heaven, no matter how worried Wang Li was, he already had some vague guesses about Monk Zhending's true identity!

Mom!
I’m really going to die!

How come when I just went out to complete a commissioned task, I looked up and ran into such a crazy couple?

I say again, why don't you two just stay in Kunlun Mountain and enjoy your life, instead of just running out here to scare people?

So, if possible, Wang Li really doesn't want to see this person again...

It would be fine if I guessed wrong, but what if I guessed right?

Does this feel awkward?

If they really had to meet, Wang Li would rather meet in a public place, when everyone was having a collective meeting as directors of Tianjie Co., Ltd. At least there would be many people at that time, and Wang Li himself would not be too embarrassed...

(End of this chapter)