Traveling across the globe for the first time

Chapter 843: Lost

Now only King Zhentian is left.

King Zhentian shook his head and sighed, "Alas! Young people nowadays! They know less and less how to respect the elderly!"

I am not your subordinate, so you can sign it if I want to! Why don't you say anything?
Although he was somewhat dissatisfied and unhappy, he still left his spiritual mark.

After the three of them left their mental imprints, the copy of the contract burst into a dazzling light, and now the signing of the contract was only half completed.

The next moment, the copy of the contract turned into golden light again, and flew in front of Emperor Fengtian in the blink of an eye, merging with the original copy of the contract. The imprint of the three people's spiritual power appeared on the contract.

Zhang Haoran stared at Emperor Feng Tian coldly and said, "You have nothing to say now, right?

Hurry up and leave your spiritual power mark. I still have a lot of things to do and don’t want to delay too long.”

The content of the contract was indeed a bit simple, but the methods he demonstrated made everyone amazed.

But the more this happened, the more Emperor Fengtian dared not sign the contract. His eyes rolled around, and he was thinking of finding some excuse to delay time.

The two sides are enemies. The more anxious you are, the less likely I am to sign.

Zhang Haoran was getting a little impatient waiting.

"This old guy is just dithering and doesn't want to sign. If he keeps dragging it out, he might do something weird again.

I'm not good at calculations!
Looks like I have to use some unconventional means!"

Zhang Haoran's aura suddenly surged, and a powerful sword intent soared into the sky. The mental power that had been locked by him was impacted, causing a violent fluctuation...

"Haha, you only have a wisp of spiritual power here, and you dare to play tricks on me? Today I will let you know what a sinister human heart is."

There was a strange wave coming from his outburst of sword intent.

A majestic voice suddenly sounded in Emperor Fengtian’s mind.

"Brand your spiritual mark!"

This voice, like the sound of the Tao, made Emperor Fengtian's mental power dazed, and unknowingly, he left a mental mark on the contract.

"Damn, this guy is such a jerk, he'll get hit with a whole brick if he doesn't hit him with half a brick.

If I had known this would happen, why would I have bothered to talk so much nonsense with him? "

Zhang Haoran just used the strange sword technique to simulate the majesty of the Wanjie Building. After trying it, it really worked.

The next moment, he put away his sword intent and pressure. Emperor Fengtian, who had signed the contract, was like a fish on the chopping board and could be manipulated at will.

Now that Emperor Fengtian’s real body cannot enter the fake heavenly tomb, he has no chance to kill the three heavenly kings personally, so it is impossible for him to complete the task.

Moreover, Zhang Haoran had an even more ruthless trick up his sleeve. As long as he killed one of the three men, the opponent's mission would be completely failed.

However, this kind of mission failure caused by external forces will lead to an accountability issue.

If he asked Wanjie Building to arbitrate at this time, the other party would be punished immediately!

If he chooses not to pursue the matter for the time being, then he can still delay it.

It is commonly said that if the people do not report, the officials will not investigate.

Holding the life and death of an Eighth Heavenly King in one's hands will definitely bring many benefits.

"Hehe! Emperor Fengtian is no longer a threat, so we can leave this to Fang Ping and Zhang Tao.

However, Doutian and Bawang still need to be killed. The power of destiny in their bodies cannot be used by others!"

Emperor Fengtian woke up at this time. Looking at the imprint of his mental power on the contract, endless anger surged in his heart. It was obvious that the other party had used some means to induce him to sign the contract.

This is simply too much!
If his real body was here, he would naturally not be affected by the Strange Sword. Unfortunately, there is only a trace of mental power here.

This is also the reason why many people choose not to acknowledge things they promised to their clones. The clones are weak and too easily affected.

Just when Emperor Fengtian was so angry that his mental power was about to go out of control.

Suddenly, an extremely terrifying pressure descended, and the whole world fell silent. It felt as if an ant was facing a god. Not to mention resistance, everyone's thoughts were almost frozen!
There was only endless fear and awe left in my heart.

Everyone was frozen in place, even Zhang Haoran was forced to lower his head, and the surging sword intent in his body was suppressed back into his body.

"Oh my god! What's going on? Doesn't the Wanjie Building never appear in the Three Realms?"

He was very familiar with this kind of pressure. Every time he activated some special functions of the Wanjie Building, this pressure would appear.

His condition was still pretty good, as he was already used to this kind of pressure.

Zhang Haoran felt uneasy.

"Shit, some mechanism of the Wanjie Building has been triggered! Do they think I'm cheating?

I am wronged!"

Damn! This time, things might get out of hand!
It seems that the art of the strange sword can never be used in matters related to the Wanjie Building.

"Oh my god, I won't be punished by Wanjie Building, right?
I feel wronged too, okay!
The content of the contract is fair, and it was the other party who took the initiative to propose the exchange.

All the terms have been agreed upon and have been approved by the other party. Emperor Fengtian also left a spiritual mark on all of us.

There was only one step left, but the other party kept delaying. I just accelerated the process, which was not considered cheating. "

Zhang Haoran tried desperately to defend himself in his mind. He knew that Wanjielou could definitely read his thoughts.

The Wanjie Building is also controlled by humans and does not possess the same consciousness as living beings. It is a kind of existence with high intelligence but no thinking. When making decisions, it is based on logic and cause and effect.

Moreover, the core of the Wanjie Building is the Wandao Covenant, and the review of contracts is the most stringent.

So it is necessary to explain.

At this time, everyone was oppressed and lowered their heads. They did not see a vortex emitting colorful light appear in the air. Every rotation of the vortex affected the entire space and time, as if it was stirring the long river of time.

In the center of the vortex, a series of pictures appeared, all of which were things that had happened before.

This is Wanjie Building’s judgment based on what happened before.

Suddenly, a picture was enlarged. It was the moment when Emperor Fengtian took the initiative to make a request. The next moment, the picture changed, and it was the moment when Fang Ping proposed that he kill the three Heavenly Kings and Emperor Fengtian agreed.

The last scene was when Emperor Fengtian asked Zhang Tao and the other two to leave their spiritual imprints.

These three images were brought up separately and projected into the sky, but unfortunately everyone lowered their heads and couldn't see them at all. After all, Zhang Haoran was the host of the Wanjie Building, so when he felt that he was wronged, he could naturally appeal.

The judgment mechanism of Wanjie Building will also give priority to testing the questions he raised.

If the judgment is completed in this process, you don't need to worry about other things.

In other words, if Zhang Haoran feels wronged, he can file a complaint, but Emperor Fengtian, as the victim, does not have this right.

The vortex was still spinning, with electric arcs jumping in it from time to time, as if it was checking repeatedly, and soon, the final judgment came out.

At this time, a mechanical voice sounded in everyone's mind.
The contract is established!

The next moment, the contract in front of Emperor Fengtian, including the projection in the sky, turned into a stream of light and disappeared in this space. Along with it, the terrifying pressure also dissipated.

Everyone had a feeling that the contract had left this world and was being kept by a very terrifying existence.

In fact, the aspects that Fang Ping, Zhang Tao and Emperor Fengtian mentioned during their battle of wits and courage were all things that could be ignored in the evaluation of the Wanjie Building.

The only real criteria for determining whether a contract is valid are those three pictures.

Firstly, the transaction was initiated by Emperor Fengtian, and secondly, he clearly agreed to the conditions proposed by Fang Ping.

Finally, it was Emperor Fengtian who asked Zhang Tao and the other two to leave a spiritual imprint. In the judgment of Wanjie Tower, this meant that he recognized the contents of the contract and also expressed his willingness to sign it.

At this point, the contract was already 90% complete, and all that was left was for him to leave a mental imprint, and the contract would be established.

Zhang Haoran used his means to catalyze this process, which was allowed by Wanjie Building.

Perhaps in the eyes of Wanjie Building, Emperor Fengtian has already approved the content and completed all the steps, but he is dragging his feet and refusing to sign, which is also a provocative act against Wanjie Building.

"Hehe! I am the host after all, how can I be punished so easily?"

The previous judgment process flashed through Zhang Haoran’s mind, and then another message came, this time it was a deduction notice.

He still had to pay the appearance fee of Wanjie Building, because his behavior activated the detection mechanism of Wanjie Building, which deducted a handling fee of 100 million value points.

This is also a disguised warning.

After receiving this information, Zhang Haoran let out a long sigh and thought to himself, "Spend money to avoid disaster!
depression to luck!

I have to share this with Su Xiao later, to prevent him from getting tricked someday."

Su Xiao is a master of contracts. When signing contracts, he uses many methods, such as cheating, threatening and inducing... If he uses the contract of Wanjie Building but cannot pay the testing fee, he will be in a miserable situation.

Don't think that Su Xiao will be rich just because he made a fortune by looting the imperial city with him. A hunter's money is never kept overnight, and it won't take long for him to squander it all.

When you have money, you work hard to improve your strength, and when you have no money, you try to rob others. This is the nature of those who destroy the law.

The pervasive pressure had just dissipated when Zhang Haoran suddenly heard a strange sound. And this sound was not just one, but many.

"hiss!"

He looked up and saw that everyone was breathing heavily, as if they were trying to suck all the air out of the Fake Heaven Tomb.

The scene of hundreds of strong men sweating profusely and gasping for breath at the same time was still quite spectacular.

Some people with weak wills began to stagger, and even some True Gods and Emperors fell to the ground with a thud.

At this time, you can see the difference in willpower among everyone!
The kings and saints who have cultivated to this level have very firm wills and can fly relatively steadily.

Those ancient emperors are not a big problem. After all, they have lived long, experienced a lot, and their wills have been tempered.

However, those True Kings of the Underworld, as well as the second generation emperors who grew up later, had not experienced any major storms and their wills were relatively weak. A large number of them fell down, and even those who could barely float in the air were shaky.

Zhang Haoran has experienced the pressure from the Wanjie Building too many times. Although he is not completely immune to it, he has long been accustomed to it!

He looked at the embarrassed look of the crowd and couldn't help but sneer, "Look at how little you can do! Isn't it just a little bit of pressure? Is it necessary to scare them like this?

With your limited willpower, you still want to become the emperor, it is simply a foolish dream. "

Most people don’t care about this kind of ridicule, but several superstars do take it seriously!
Zhang Haoran is a swordsman with a strong will, which everyone can understand, but the difference cannot be so huge.

There are definitely people present who are stronger than him, but everyone’s condition is similar.

He was the only one who acted as if nothing had happened and was still able to make sarcastic remarks. This explained a lot of things. It was likely that the terrifying pressure that descended upon him had a lot to do with him.

"What was that pressure just now? It was too terrifying! Could it be that the emperor is really alive? Did we fight in the Linghuang Palace and anger him?"

Fang Ping had a big heart and quickly calmed down. He asked the question that was on everyone's mind.

Zhang Haoran casually said, "How would I know? It could be some emperor who saw you guys were making too much noise and wanted to send out his pressure to intimidate you."

Some old antiques scoffed at this. Who are they trying to fool? Do they really think we are just bumpkins like humans who have never seen an emperor?
Hongkun, Yueling and others are all descendants of the emperor. They are too familiar with the emperor's pressure and it is not that terrifying at all.

However, they did not continue to ask questions, because their curiosity about the coercion began to fade gradually. They knew that it happened, but they were unwilling to mention it, or they automatically ignored it.

In many people's impressions, that pressure was regarded as an eruption when the contract was signed.

"Fuck! Again!"

Zhang Tao, the only one who knew the truth, kept cursing in his heart.

He didn't do anything, he just signed a contract, why would his memory be deleted again?

This was not the first time he had experienced this kind of thing, so he had some resistance to it and could still curse a few times in his heart.

Zhang Tao had his memory deleted before because he knew something he shouldn't have known. Now, that familiar feeling came to his mind again.
Fortunately, the matter this time was not serious. Wanjie Building just asked everyone to ignore the source of the pressure and was very tolerant towards Zhang Tao, who knew the truth. As long as he did not take the initiative to mention it to others, there would be no big problem.

Zhang Tao took a deep look at Zhang Haoran and muttered in his heart, "When the Zhenhai Envoy signed the contract last time, nothing like this happened. Did this kid use some tricks and end up getting into trouble?

Otherwise, with the old silver coins of Emperor Fengtian, he would not sign the contract honestly. "

Zhang Haoran was admiring the ugly expressions of the crowd when he suddenly sensed Zhang Tao's gaze. That gaze seemed to see through everything and made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He smiled awkwardly.

Zhang Tao immediately saw the problem and cursed in his heart: "Sure enough! This kid used some tricks, and the key is that he even played it too hard!
The pressure just now was directed at him!
This is too much of a suicidal thing!
You know what a terrifying existence the Wanjie Building is, but you still dare to challenge the rules. Do you have a brain?"

Zhang Tao wanted to rush over immediately and pin Zhang Haoran to the ground and beat him up.

(End of this chapter)