Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

The leader of the black-robed men is well versed in the art of hiding, and his hands hidden under the black robe have begun to secretly emit extremely concealed magic.

Lord Destiny glanced at the black-robed men who were still rolling around.

With a cold snort, those men in black robes exploded into pieces of scattered flesh and blood, and suddenly there was no sound in the sacrificial room.

These weak evil cultivators were so dead that they could not even withstand the slightest shock of their immortal souls.

Even the leader of the black-robed men who had barely managed to hold on was bleeding from all seven orifices and his eyes were a little dazed.

The intense soul shock combined with the damage caused by the backlash of magic almost killed him.

Glancing at the black-robed leader who had completely lost the ability to resist, Lord Fate asked Lu Wenwu, "Do you really have to waste so much time talking to him in that barbarian language?"

"Life is here, so enjoy yourself while you can." Lu Wenwu shrugged. "Practicing is boring and irritable. When you are not practicing, you should always find some fun for yourself, otherwise your mentality will be affected."

"So what did you tell him?" Lord Destiny declined to comment on his personal choice.

"Hehe, I won't tell you." Lu Wenwu showed a rampant smirk, "Who told you not to learn English? With your immortal knowledge, you can just find an English dictionary and learn it."

"I don't care about the things of the Western barbarians." Lord Fate looked down on Westerners as always. "Even if it's the Western gods, I can communicate with them using the power of my soul. Learning the language of these barbarians? Oh, are they worthy of it?"

"Okay, whatever you want."

Lu Wenwu shrugged his shoulders, walked over and picked up the half-dead black-robed leader on the ground, and with his other hand he easily pulled up the huge statue of the Great Heavenly Venerable from the ground.

The leader of the black-robed men with an indecent posture stared with his eyes almost popping out, and a "ho ho" sound came from his throat.

What kind of strange power is this!

He was actually able to lift the statue with one hand using only his physical strength without using any magical assistance!

The next moment, he felt dizzy and the leader of the black-robed men found himself on a mountain.

The extremely rich and surging spiritual energy rushed towards him, and the bottleneck that had been dormant in his body for many years was almost loosened instantly.

With his magical powers running wildly, he could enter the Earth Level realm almost instantly.

Breakthrough in times of crisis!

Could it be that I am really the son of destiny, destined to become the Demon Emperor?

However, before the black-robed leader could rejoice for a few seconds, Lu Wenwu punched him in the lower abdomen.

"puff!"

The leader of the men in black suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body instantly weakened, as if all his energy had been drained away.

His Dantian was shattered.

The magical powers accumulated through years of hard practice are now gradually dissipating and being lost in the East China Sea.

He couldn't accept it, let alone understand it.

The Dantian is clearly an organ between reality and illusion, a place that cannot be harmed by such an ordinary punch. Why would it be directly blown up by such an ordinary punch?

The Lord of Destiny was very disgusted with the black-robed leader who was wriggling and groaning on the ground, and grumbled in dissatisfaction with Lu Wenwu's actions: "Why did you bring him here? I only need his soul."

"Your divination method is too vague. I want some details, which can be achieved by reasoning with him." Lu Wenwu said confidently.

"You also know this?" Lord Destiny was shocked.

Lu Wenwu shrugged: "Of course, I am best at convincing people with virtue. He has to talk about reason and physics."

About an hour later.

The Lord of Destiny finally got his divination materials.

The leader of the black-robed men was a pile of bones and flesh mixed together, but he was still alive.

Under Lu Wenwu's physical subjugation, he had already vomited out everything he knew in his mind.

There is nothing new under the sun, and the same is true for cultivators.

It's probably a story about a silly boy who has been unable to make a breakthrough in his cultivation for a long time, but he accidentally gets the statue of the Great Celestial Lord, and then he starts to make rapid progress by practicing evil magic.

Not only is it not fresh, it's also cliché.

According to him, he obtained the original statue of the Great Heavenly Venerable by accident when he was traveling around the human world with his master.

And through the step-by-step guidance and blessings of the Great Heavenly Venerable, I finally reached my current level.

Of course, during this process, the Great Celestial Lord did not call himself the Great Celestial Lord, but called himself the Supreme God of Light.

After the divination was completed, the Lord of Destiny ended his abruptly ended life and burned his body into ashes with his own immortal fire.

"How to say?"

Lu Wenwu, who was eating egg-filled pancake, asked.

"The situation is not optimistic." Lord Fate shook his head slightly, "The power of fate points to many places. I guess it should be some ordinary people or cultivators who have obtained the statue of the Great Celestial Lord."

"Why not be optimistic? Why don't we just kill them all?" Lu Wenwu asked doubtfully.

"No, it's not that simple." Lord Fate frowned, "Three of the forces of fate point to the direction of the upper realm. I'm worried that this great celestial being might really be related to the Western God Realm, and..."

"And what?"

"Also, there is a force of destiny pointing in the direction of... the Eastern Immortal Realm!"

Lu Wenwu was stunned: "Is there a traitor?"

"It is very likely, so this matter is a bit difficult to handle." Lord Fate nodded slightly, "I need to build a small altar here and report this matter to the Emperor of Heaven as soon as possible."

"Wait, wait, old man, wait a moment." Lu Wenwu stopped him and pointed at the two sealed statues, one large and one small. "Even if there are traitors, judging by the number, including the Great Celestial Lord himself, there are only three in the upper realm. What can they do?"

"If that's really the case, then it's easy to deal with." Lord Fate sighed, "Now I'm worried that the so-called Great Celestial Venerable is actually the God King of the Western God Realm, or the God of Light who is in cahoots with the God King. Only the God King has a desire that needs to be achieved through evil methods."

"He's already a Divine King, why is he still practicing some evil method?" Lu Wenwu was even more confused. "This doesn't make sense, does it?"

Lord Fate shook his head slightly: "You haven't reached that level yet, you don't understand. The reason why the Emperor of Heaven and the God King are the kings who coordinate the Eastern and Western upper realms is precisely because their cultivation has reached the end."

"They were stopped in front of the realm of the ancient immortals and could not move forward. Do you understand the feeling of knowing there is a way ahead but not being able to pass it? That feeling will drive people crazy and make them unable to resist trying every possible way."

"I don't understand. I haven't encountered any bottleneck in my practice so far." Lu Wenwu told the truth.

"Just keep bragging. How come you haven't ascended yet if you don't have a bottleneck? The last batch of pioneers of your generation must have died out long ago. You, an old thing who is as old as the Emperor of Heaven and the King of Gods, keep pretending to be young in front of me all day long." The Lord of Destiny sneered.

"I said I'm not a pioneer." Lu Wenwu reiterated.

"Okay, okay, you're not." Lord Fate had no intention of arguing with him. "Leave the upper realm to the Emperor of Heaven and his men. Let's talk about the problem we're facing now."

"You go ahead." This time Lu Wenwu didn't interrupt.

Lord Fate said: "The result of the divination is very strange. The direction pointed by the power of fate is all in the mortal world. The small worlds of those major sects of cultivators are not locked by the power of fate."

"This is not right, and it doesn't make sense logically. If he wants to break through his cultivation, why doesn't he go to the cultivator world and hunt down cultivators? There are indeed some cultivators in the mortal world, but most of them are just low-level cultivators. What exactly does this great celestial master want?"

"According to the explanation given by the leader of the black-robed man, the Great Celestial Venerable usually just ordered him to collect some people and low-level cultivators. This is not considered special even among the demonic cultivators."

"Old man, I think you are getting stuck in a dead end." Lu Wenwu said calmly, "We have just attacked two dens, and the one with the highest cultivation level is this guy. What earth-shattering things can he do? Isn't this all he can do?"

"What do you want to say?" Lord Destiny frowned again.

Lu Wenwu said: "I want to ask, is there a possibility that those who are influenced by the Great Celestial Venerable and turn to practicing magic cultivation are not just low-level cultivators, there may be high-level cultivators, or even near-god-level beings. This level is almost invincible in the human world."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Lord Fate denied immediately, "Even a Heavenly Rank expert cannot stay in the human world for a long time. The concentration of spiritual energy here is too low. Staying here will not only not increase your cultivation, but will slowly dissipate it."

Lu Wenwu was full of anger: "Why are you so stubborn, old man? They are magic cultivators, can't they stay in the human world every day, go to the cultivation world to capture cultivators when they need to practice, and then hide back to practice? As long as there are enough materials for practice, the ancient magic cultivators are particularly concerned about the concentration of spiritual energy."

“Is it possible?!” Lord Destiny was immediately shocked.

Lu Wenwu continued, "If that's all, then it's still easy to deal with. Now I'm worried that if your guess is true, then it will be really difficult to deal with."

"If the God King is involved, then everything we have done so far is in vain. The arrangements in the lower realm are useless to the upper realm. These demon cultivators are probably smokescreens created by the God King to involve us and the upper realm in order to confuse us."

"If the attention of the upper world is all attracted to the lower world, they can leisurely arrange some things in the upper world. If they really complete it, then we will be finished."

"So you'd better remind your Heavenly Emperor to hurry up and conduct a thorough investigation of the west. At the same time, you should strictly guard your own territory and thoroughly investigate every corner of the fairy world."

"I'll go right away!" Lord Fate was very serious, "I never realized that a physical cultivator like you, Tyrannosaurus, could have the demeanor of a great general."

"Thank you for the compliment." Lu Wenwu laughed, "Go and do your work."

He has the demeanor of a hammer general.

It’s simply because I read too many online novels in my previous life, and many of them were written in this way.

True and false, false and true, these things all require sufficient struggle to evolve.

The Lord of Destiny follows the standard process of genius cultivation.

Everything went smoothly, and he ascended to heaven successfully without any intrigue.

I have spent most of my life in seclusion, practicing, and contemplating the truth, and I have too little experience in struggling with people.

Moreover, Lu Wenwu had one more thing to tell Lord Destiny.

I hope the Emperor is not the traitor.

If the King of Gods and the Emperor of Heaven join forces to do something, I'm afraid I'll have to start a Ragnarok of the Gods.

Chapter 200: The Great Celestial Lord and the Legend of the God Slayer

Three months later, Romania, the ruins of a castle.

According to locals, this Brown Castle was once the residence of local lords thousands of years ago.

It was built extremely luxuriously, with the ground paved with gold and jade and decorated with precious stones.

Unfortunately, after the changes in history and wars, there are no lords anymore.

This ancient castle has collapsed many years ago due to disrepair.

The truly valuable items had long been looted by groups of explorers, and even small pieces of wall bricks were pried away by local residents to build pig pens or other things.

Today, all that remains are some broken walls and some foundations buried deep underground.

The historical heritage of this world is too clear.

Given that a large number of cultural relics from tens of thousands of years ago have been preserved, a noble castle from thousands of years ago is not worth the local government's effort to maintain.

If it's gone, it's gone, it doesn't matter.

Despite the lack of protection, some tomb robbers still occasionally come to try their luck today.

Just like now.