After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

Wu Quxing cleared his throat and spoke.

"Who are you?"

With Wu Quxing's profound internal strength, this sound was not loud, but it easily drowned out the dense sounds around him, leaving only the four words "Who are you?" in the surrounding environment.

The surrounding houses fell silent in response to the sound.

Wu Quxing spoke again.

"You can choose to keep quiet, but aren't you afraid I'll report this to Zhongzhou City?"

Zhongzhou City has more than fifty demigods, and even a true god president to oversee things. Wuquxing doesn't believe that these behind-the-scenes manipulators related to Sun Youxing can ignore the combat power of a true god.

The surrounding houses wriggled and moved closer to each other. Under Wu Quxing's bewildered gaze, hundreds of houses spliced ​​together and merged, and soon transformed into a white wall made of reinforced concrete. On the wall was a mosaic head made of pixels, seemingly not wanting others to see what it looked like.

The mosaic head's lips are opening and closing, layered upon layered, as if the voices of countless people speaking.

"You don't actually think you can get out of here, do you?"

The surrounding houses writhed and trembled, and then their doors opened like grinning mouths. In fact, bursts of laughter came from these grinning mouths.

"Hahahahaha..."

"These idiots think they can get out!"

"This is our world, this is our heaven and earth..."

"Death, death, death, a miserable death!"

The mosaic face on the huge wall in front of Wuquxing also opened its mouth. Although the specific face was not clear, it was still possible to tell that the mosaic face was smiling.

"Young, young, young, poor child, you only have one chance now: tell me about Number Three, and I'll let you die a quick death, otherwise..."

Windows of the surrounding houses, which were constantly laughing, exploded one after another, followed by human bodies being ejected from the broken windows, which then landed precisely next to Wuquxing.

Wu Quxing glanced at the corpses that had fallen beside him. They were in a terrible state; some had been skinned and were covered in blood and gore, turning into clumps of minced meat after they hit the ground.

Some had their hands and feet chopped off, and after landing, blood, flesh, and internal organs gushed out from the wounds. Others had their heads and necks severed after landing, rolling around to Wuquxing's feet, their foreheads touching his shoes.

These people are all mentally ill patients hiding in various houses, and now they have all become props to scare Wuquxing.

The mosaic face on the white giant wall in front of Wuquxing, who had done all this, mocked.

“Young man, death is sometimes a relief, and I allow you to find that relief with me. Of course, you can also choose to become like any of the corpses in front of you.”

"Died after suffering various forms of torture."

Modern people are mostly raised in a privileged environment. Let alone the most infamous tortures, even a normal bone fracture can be so agonizing that 99% of them will recount how many times they wet their pants or wore women's clothes as children.

When Wu Quxing did not show the fear that the mosaic-faced man had hoped for—the fear that came from seeing death and flesh—and even the seemingly young child behind Wu Quxing stepped out and mocked him.

"Is this how you act when you're asking for favors, Wang Xiaojun?"

The drastic changes on the mosaic face, even without clearly seeing the features, one could sense that the face was in a state of utter panic.

Wang Xiaojun is the name of the person with the mosaic-like face. He is also the richest man in the city and the de facto controller of half of the city.

But this name should have been forgotten with the passing of the spiritual plague. Why, then, are these guys in front of me...?

Countless black tentacles shot up from the ground and then fell towards Wuqu Star.

Mosaic-faced Wang Xiaojun no longer cared whether he could find Number Three; what he needed to do now was kill Wuquxing and Xiao Yanjun.

Wu Quxing inhaled and exhaled, and the Lion's Roar erupted from Wu Quxing's mouth once again.

The surrounding tentacles vibrated several times, continuously turning into powder and shattering.

Wang Xiaojun, with her mosaic-faced features, snorted coldly.

"You probably don't know..."

Wang Xiaojun's voice, with its mosaic-like face, echoed back and forth like thunder.

"Two demigods have died by my hand!"

In the past, there were two demigods in Dayanzhou. After the outbreak of the spiritual plague, these two demigods went around suppressing patients with the spiritual plague. On one occasion, they went to carry out a suppression mission that should have been unremarkable, but they never returned.

No one knows what happened to these two demigods. Only Wang Xiaojun, the richest man in Fenghuo City, knows that these two demigods died at his hands.

It was from that moment that Wang Xiaojun understood just how much power one could gain by controlling the subconscious world.

That is power that can subdue even demigods; that is absolute power that stands at the pinnacle of awakened beings.

And none of these people before him, even if they were demigods, even if they were demigods with a high level of awakening, could possibly be his opponents. "The Four [

Around the mosaic face, countless houses twisted and tore off their connection with the foundation, then leaped up and crashed towards Wuqu Star.

Wang Xiaojun, with her mosaic-faced expression, roared.

"Who do you think you are! True gods?"

Mosaic-faced King Xiaojun has killed many people, including demigods. He has no courage to confront anyone except true gods.

Therefore, when Xiao Yanjun and Wuquxing entered his villa, he saw that Xiao Yanjun and Wuquxing were not any of the Four Divine Beasts or the Eastern Dipper Star Lords, so he lowered his guard and prepared to play a game of cat and mouse.

Now it's time for him, the hunter, to enjoy the struggle of his prey.

"Foolish mortals, you must die here today!"

Wuqu Star silently raised its head, a light emanating from its body. A towering pillar of qi tore through the night sky, shattering the living houses that were falling towards Wuqu Star.

"Come on! Okay! Good!"

With a ferocious expression and his entire body radiating golden light, Wu Quxing clenched his fists and slammed them against his chest.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble!"

A golden circular halo spread outwards, blasting everything around it into powder.

But these were useless. More, more terrifying houses, and patients with the mental plague came from all around, crowding around Wuquxing in dense swarms.

Little Yama touched Wuquxing's waist and whispered.

"This method of fighting is useless."

This place is clearly a mixture of the subconscious and the real world. Simply dealing with these concrete manifestations of the subconscious is no different from fighting a computer enemy based on data calculated by computing power.

Because if the computer wants, it can easily generate a hundred or ten thousand enemies.

To this, Wuquxing simply replied.

"But it felt great!"

Wu Quxing threw a punch to one side. As soon as the punch was thrown, a burst of wind exploded outward from his fist, turning houses and mental plague patients along the way into dust. The impact was incredibly satisfying.

……

Inside the Fenghuo City Government building, in a room with thick curtains drawn.

A middle-aged man with a large belly and a receding hairline sat on a floor in the room, holding a controller in both hands. In front of him was a monitor that reflected an aerial view of the entire Fenghuo City. The view swept across several scenes and then reached the sky above Changxing Street.

Changxing Street is bustling, so bustling that tens of thousands of creatures gather here. But just as there is the sun and moon in the sky, Changxing Street, surrounded by so many creatures, also has a central store.

That was a man whose entire body radiated golden light, so dazzling that he seemed otherworldly.

The man was relentlessly pursued by tens of thousands of creatures, yet he repelled the massive numbers of them with a wave of his hand.

The portly middle-aged man pressed the controller while glancing at the status bar on the monitor.

The status bar has two parts, left and right. The left side is the middle-aged man's status bar, which shows that the middle-aged man's health is full and his mana bar has dropped by 5%. The other side is the man in the screen who is covered in golden light. So far, this man's health is full and his mana bar has dropped by 0%.

The middle-aged man clicked his tongue in amazement.

"Is this person's physical strength really that incredible?"

This wasn't the first time the middle-aged man had faced a demigod, but he had never encountered someone with such confidence as the man on the screen.

No problem, just treat it as a hidden boss.

The middle-aged man refused to believe it; with his power over the gods, he couldn't defeat this wild boss.

The moment the idea came to mind, a flash of light appeared on the Wuqu Star on the monitor screen, and then it disappeared.

Gone……

Less than half a second later, a knock sounded at the door of the room where the middle-aged man was.

Chapter Thirty-Three: The Corpse

The middle-aged man inside the room looked at his own door in surprise.

He had forgotten how long it had been since he had heard any sound other than the monitor's built-in speakers.

How could anyone possibly find this room and then knock on the door?

Was I just too excited and hallucinating?

"Dong dong dong..."

There was another knock on the door.

This time, the sound was so clear that the middle-aged man had no doubt that he was hallucinating. As a result, the middle-aged man's expression turned serious, and he began to frantically press his controller.

"Oh!"

"Screech..."

A hand smashed through the door, creating a hole the size of a human head. Through the hole, the hand reached out, grabbed the doorknob, and opened the door from the inside.

A few seconds later, Wuquxing, Little Yama, walked in from outside the door.

The room was empty, and the floor was covered in dust; it didn't look like anyone lived there.

Wu Quxing looked at the Little Yama King beside him, and the Little Yama King spoke.

"Fake……"

Little Yama looked at the only coffee table in the room.

With a casual wave of his hand, Wu Quxing unleashed a burst of wind from his hand. Little Yama watched as the coffee table exploded instantly, and a human body flew out from the shattered pieces.

Wu Quxing, Little Yama, walked up to the human body. The body twitched a few times on the ground, then slowly got up: ∷№⊥◆“◎□≌⊙○Search∽ˉ：, it was Wang Xiaojun, the middle-aged man who had been frantically pressing the controller just now.

Wang Xiaojun looked at Wu Quxing in surprise.

"You, how...how did you find it..."

Even if I can't outlast Wuquxing, this person shouldn't be coming to my side, right?

Wang Xiaojun's room was covered by layers of illusions and subconscious hypnosis, so that even a normal demigod, or even a normal true god, would not be able to find his way there.

Little Yama pointed to His eyes.

"Sorry, we have a cheat that makes us immune to all mental and sensory control."

Wang Xiaojun didn't understand what Xiao Yanjun meant, but he also knew that he was at the mercy of others, so he forced a smile and said to Wuquxing, "Xiao Yanjun."

"Two heroes, seeing that you have key number three, you must also be members of our Longevity Society, right?"

Little Yama asked curiously.

"The Longevity Society? What is that?"

Wang Xiaojun got up from the ground, dusted herself off, and said.

"Of course, it's an organization formed by people who have come together to seek immortality and conduct joint research. As you can see, we..."

Wang Xiaojun opened her hands, her face full of sincerity.

"We have succeeded. We truly possess immortality and godlike power."

"Since you two have proof number three, how about I introduce you to our Longevity Association? Rest assured, with my introduction and proof number three, you will also have the same as us."

Ba Wang Xiaojun placed one hand on his chest.

Second, "the qualification for immortality".

Wu Quxing and Xiao Yanjun looked at each other, while Wang Xiaojun across from them smiled very sincerely.

Wang Xiaojun could tell that both Wuquxing and Xiao Yanjun were incredibly powerful. With such figures, offering a paltry sum was impossible; he could only offer what he considered his most valuable possessions in order to move Wuquxing and Xiao Yanjun.

However, this logically sound idea did not bring about the expected result. Wang Xiaojun's last memory was of Wu Quxing's fist, which kept getting bigger in front of her.

……

Half an hour later.

More than 300 awakened individuals arrived in Fenghuo City, and Dongdou Xingjun led his team to surround the municipal government.