Devour: Trade the future, abstract to godhood!

Don't refuse!

"With Wei Wen leading the way, we won't be in too much danger this time."

Hong held the World Ring in his hand and pondered for a moment.

He nodded in agreement.

Luo Feng then left with Wei Wen and Ai Chen, heading towards the entrance of Demon Sound Mountain with Carlo, the Realm Lord who was waiting there.

It's very far away.

Then they heard Lord Kabu shout—

"The three princes of my Virtual Universe Company headquarters are about to enter the Demon Mountain Trial."

"Therefore, I will lift the blockade of Demon Mountain immediately, and you can all enter Demon Mountain and collect your identity tokens."

Normally, you need to gather 10,000 natives before the Demon Mountain will open.

The natives' tokens are black; once you collect a thousand by killing other people, you can join the Virtual Universe Company.

Wei Wen and his two companions received red tokens. If the natives could kill them and obtain red tokens, they could join the Virtual Universe Company with just one token, and there would also be treasures that even immortals would covet as rewards.

"Your Highnesses."

Lord Carlo reminded him—

"The red token sends a signal to a radius of 500 meters. Once the natives receive it, they will launch a frenzied attack on you."

Please keep your distance!

A stark reality of survival of the fittest.

Wei Wen and the other two were already familiar with these rules, so they signaled Lord Carlo to skip the introduction and head directly towards the unsealed Demon Sound Mountain.

After they have been in place for a while...

Thousands of natives were then allowed inside, each holding a black token and searching for the three people.

They discovered there was no trace of them.

Some immediately turned on those around them, killing people and seizing their licenses.

Chaos broke out everywhere.

Some cautious individuals took advantage of the chaos to flee deeper into the area.

In this regard.

Wei Wen and his two companions were unaware of this, and simply sped towards the depths of Demon Sound Mountain.

There's nothing of value in Demon Sound Mountain.

With the "roadmap" provided by Luo Feng in the future, the obvious choice is to head straight for the place where the Demon Sound God General inherits his legacy.

Outside.

Wei Wen and his group waited for a while.

A black-clad immortal and nine white-robed guardians flew over swiftly, followed by a line of silver-clad stewards.

They landed in front of Wei Wen and bowed respectfully in neat formation.

Only the immortal in black approached.

"Your Highness Wei Wen, your spatial folding technique is truly profound. I was only recently promoted to Marquis, yet I still haven't been able to catch up."

Immortal title?

Why is he addressed as Prince Wei Wen?

This is not like Thirteen, a subordinate sent by the king himself.

It's not simply a matter of social status.

Without noticing Hong and Lei Shen standing there, even the black-robed Marquis only managed a brief smile in greeting.

As for the powerful relatives?

The minor realm lord of the apocalyptic secret realm wouldn't even give it a second glance.

“Our group is going to the Frozen Mountain,” Wei Wen said bluntly. “Two members haven’t arrived yet. One of you stay, and the rest of you can go about your own business.”

"Yes, Your Highness."

The man in black, who had been granted the title of Marquis, waved his hand, signaling the people behind him to disperse.

He stayed behind to accompany them.

Wei Wen and the others ignored everything and sat down cross-legged to cultivate.

With limited time and outsiders present, there was no opportunity to cultivate the laws of cultivation; instead, they focused on comprehending and deducing their respective secret techniques.

Two hours later.

Bolan and Rong Jun arrived together, and Sanyan Weiwen and the others got up one after another.

“Let’s go,” said Wei Wen, the three-eyed man. “I’ve only ever heard of this Frozen Mountain. I want to see what’s so special about it.”

"Your Highness Wei Wen, Your Highnesses, please follow me." The marquis in black robes personally led the way.

However, that's all there is to it.

The tasks of issuing instructions and distributing tokens were naturally handled by subordinates.

They watched as Wei Wen and his companions, including the three-eyed man, left.

The man in black robes lowered his head, took out a letter, and glanced at Demon Sound Mountain.

"This year's cosmic-level original zone qualification battle is going to be interesting."

On a platform at the foot of the icy mountain, in a verdant palace tens of thousands of kilometers high.

A beautiful woman reclines on the throne, her stunning figure and perfect face resting on a jade snake tail over ten meters long.

"Hiss hiss hiss—"

Her body rapidly transformed; the jade snake tail metamorphosed into two long, white, and tender legs, and her clothes extended to cover her private parts.

She transformed into a stunningly beautiful mature woman, eight meters tall.

"Hahaha--"

"The opportunity has arrived!"

"Killing your disciple is just the first step; Zhen Yan, you wait."

"Rip—"

Space was torn open, and the ape-man True King strode out, staring calmly at the beautiful mature woman.

"Po Yu, who are you going to kill?"

The beautiful mature woman, Po Yuhou, choked on her laughter.

Then came a fit of rage!

"True Evolution!"

"You still dare to show your face in front of me?"

"I"

In the past, Zhenyan would avoid this time with a headache.

But this time, all he saw in his eyes was indifference and coldness.

They even directly used the profound meaning of spatial confinement to suppress Po Yu Hou, rendering him speechless.

"Po Yu, I'm here to recruit you on company orders!"

"Master, there's a company email." Atuka said strangely, "The content is a bit odd. You should take a look yourself, Master."

Wei Wen stopped his attack.

Watching the phantom beast, which had been reduced to ice powder, slowly gather and recover.

A light screen is projected.

-

Po Yuhou has been secretly captured and brought back to headquarters. Due to certain plans that have not yet been announced, please focus on carrying out your cultivation mission!

—Virtual Universe Company;—

The key point is the signature.

It's like the central bank suddenly sending you a private message, but the message says, "A foot massage parlor is opening tomorrow, everything is 50% off," which is quite confusing.

Is this correct?

That's Virtual Universe Company!

The "official account" is only activated for major events such as qualification battles.

Send a private message to Wei Wen?

Wei Wen didn't know whether the message was sent by the Mechanical Race's Universe Lord or the Primordial Ancestor.

But it doesn't matter.

Without that unlucky woman, Po Yu Hou, chasing after them, plus the roadmap Luo Feng gave them for the future...

The Demon Sound Mountain was basically unobstructed.

"Tsk!" Luo Feng exclaimed, "It's glued together again. How does this phantom beast manage to be indestructible?"

"I don't know, Brother Wei, did you figure something out?" Ai Chen asked.

Wei Wen waved his hand to disperse the light screen, then stroked his chin and looked at the phantom beast.

Completely clueless.

I was originally thinking that I might be able to glean something from my affinity with the origin of the BUG law.

—After all, his three-eyed Wei Wen and his three-eyed clones don't have souls either.

But now it seems like a bit of wishful thinking.