In the face of absolute power, all speculation becomes empty.

Surrender seems to be the natural choice.

The moment Wang He was swept by that golden sight, a sense of fear and intimidation greater than the pressure of the incarnation of a god directly broke through his heart.

It was like breaking all his defenses.

No matter where he escapes, how he escapes, or what choice he makes, his intuition and sixth sense are warning him crazily:

You are dead.

Wang He's light wings dissipated directly, and he couldn't exert any strength and fell rapidly downwards.

As he continued to fall, his face and body were washed by the increasingly hot air.

Sweating like water and unable to stop.

And below, there is endless darkness.

At the time of life and death, Wang He was unusually calm.

Even if you are as small as an ant, you must express your true wishes to the giant:

If he is destined to die, it will not be without reward now.

"If you want me to surrender, then give me a bargaining chip worthy of my surrender!"

There is never absolute strength in the world, even the darkest things have their weaknesses.

Wisdom may not improve his strength, but it can allow him to find the enemy's weaknesses and skill gaps.

Use faith as fuel to ignite the fire of godhood.

The skin all over Wang He's body instantly turned into gold, and at the same time it had a strong golden texture.

At the critical moment, he activated the god's innate skill "Divine Body".

When the skin is gold, he can weaken or be immune to blindness, dizziness, mental hallucination and light disadvantages of level 2 and below.

At this moment, Wang He's body resumed its movements. His wings of divine power reappeared, stabilizing his fall instantly.

When he saw him, he gave the giant demon an indifferent look.

The giant demon had closed his eyes at this time, exactly the same as when he first saw him, as if he had never opened his eyes before.

"Is it a mechanism that triggers a mental attack upon being observed for the first time?" Wang He touched his chin.

Fortunately, this demon did not attack i directly, otherwise even he would have ended up running away.

This gap in strength cannot be covered up by self-confidence alone.

Only by being cautious can you go further.

Wang He thought for a moment, and compared with the portal, he still had to deal with the Western player first.

Now the mutation has occurred and the attack has ended.

Contact with flying boats may become safer than before.

If you don't figure out the missing player, leaving it here is like leaving a time bomb.

The kind of bad luck that caused the player to disappear might also befall him.

Therefore, Wang Hei arrived in front of the suspended defensive aperture, touched the colorful spiritual light shield slightly, and found that this layer of defense was as hard as iron.

Soon, he used his divine power to get an awl and a hammer, and hit it hard on the colorful shield!

At the same time, he used his thoughts to shoot out his divine power in a vaguely visible direction inside the defensive circle.

The seemingly hard shield was like a bubble. The awl was pierced hard into it, completely deformed, and finally burst when it could no longer hold up.

For the first time, Feizhou's true form fully appeared in front of Wang He.

This seemingly medium-sized boat-shaped magic weapon has an extremely luxurious appearance.

Previously blocked by the colorful spiritual light, Wang He could only see an outline.

But now, he saw a large ship made entirely of warm white jade, carved with two floors, and decorated with various kinds of jade and jewelry.

Looking down from a height, placed on the deck of the building is a stone table made of obsidian.

There is also a pair of jade cups that are still radiating heat. There is green tea in the cups.

What is strange is that next to the jade cup at the bow of the ship, there is a dark red petal lying quietly.

At the very front of the building, on the bow, sits a lifelike statue of a fishing caper, carved entirely from topaz.

The lioness was holding the fishing rod without a fishing line with a calm expression, as if he was waiting for the next fish to take the bait at the end of eternity.

The workmanship of the entire building ship was extremely exquisite, which made Wang He puzzled about the background of the Western player "Abyss".

Can a Western player get such a level of treasure just by entering the game?

Compared to the few players he met before who were still fighting with their bodies and simple magic weapons, they were simply the difference between rich men and beggars.

Wang He pondered for a moment and ignored the suspicious statue and stone table.

After seeing the open window of a certain room, he landed directly on the second floor.

Then, he used detection techniques to detect the changes in the surrounding sounds.

I saw him walking to a certain jade door and knocking gently.

Wang He was very sure that there was movement inside, and the other party should also be aware of his arrival.

He judged that there was probably an "abyss" inside.

However, what came out from the room was a resentful and clear female voice: "Master, you finally knocked on the slave's door!"

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time..."

"Wait a moment, let me change into my most beautiful clothes and then greet you."

Wang He was silent for a moment, then suddenly unfolded his light wings and flew diagonally above the corridor, observing the changes below.

Not long after he evacuated, the jade door was pushed open, and a fat girl with skin as white as jade, white lips and red teeth, beautiful pink clothes, but at least 180 pounds appeared.

The way she appeared was by suddenly opening the door, then opening her hands, using a huge hug to try to clamp the non-existent young master.

Wang He was secretly shocked, this fat girl was not slow at all.

If he hadn't pulled away in time, he would have had to take this high-speed blow at close range.

Probably not an ordinary person.

A huge noise suddenly sounded, and Wang He looked around.

From all directions, lava is still rolling down the rock wall.

Standing in the air, he could already see the expanding magma area at the bottom.

This shows that this pothole has reached its bottom.

If he continues to stay here, he may be buried by the rising magma.

Time has officially entered the countdown.

Wang He retracted his observation of the surroundings and began to look at the fat girl below who was looking for the young master in confusion, and decided to make contact with her.

Although the player named "Abyss" is missing, new intelligence sources may provide some clues.

Wang He quickly landed on the deck from outside the fat girl's sight, took off his hood, and revealed his true face.

Then after thinking for a moment, he suddenly ran towards the fat girl, shouting loudly: "Is anyone there? The young master is missing!"

"What's wrong, young master?" The fat girl's perception is extremely sensitive.

She followed the sound and ran to the far left end of the building, to a jade railing, and looked down at Wang He.

In her eyes, a black-haired man wearing a gray cloak was standing there, seemingly anxious.

Judging from his simple clothes, he must be just a mortal.

There is no comparison with the noble cultivators.

But the faint divine light in Wang He's eyes made her somewhat inexplicably wary.

Her name is Ximen Yun, and although she now claims to be Qing's maid, she is actually a very powerful practitioner.

It was her voluntary choice to stay in this Qiyao Hanzhou magic weapon.

The purpose is to get close to and take care of that handsome, lovely and talented young master.

Even though Qing didn't want to, she relied on the power of her family and sect to successfully enter this illusory secret realm.

She is even in the same boat as the young master she misses day and night!

As proof of the friendship between the sects, she and Qing entered at the same time and used the power of the sect's magic weapon to gather together.

The boy's only struggle before accepting this fact was to make an agreement:

Without Qing knocking on the door or asking for help, Ximen Yun must stay in the room of this Hanzhou to practice.

Ximen Yun, who approached the young man's idea in small steps, readily agreed to this.
To be continued...