The island is very small, but on the road you can see some traces of human beings who once lived here.

Wolfgang and Charlotte soon saw the small house mentioned by the man who could make Gong Fanxing kneel down - it was indeed a very small house, hidden in the forest of the island.

"I smell something on this guy that should only belong to the dead."

Charlotte's words suddenly rang in Wolfgang's ears, but he didn't speak, and just nodded thoughtfully.

Dead people...dead people will not have such powerful power.

It's not that I'm afraid, but more of a curiosity... Transcendents are restricted in this world, and the more dangerous the sub-world, the greater the restrictions. Even the so-called [gods] are often lost.

But the other person is obviously not this kind of person.

...that is, this pinnacle creature created in this world?

They refer to those who have reached the ultimate limit in this world but have not left it as peak creatures, or extremely powerful beings.

People in the transcendent organization will not underestimate any peak creature in the world... The only difference between the peak creature and the transcendent is that one is inside and the other is outside, but both sides can release the most powerful things in the world.

The ultimate forces are theoretically equal.

The True Dragon of China dares to say that even if an immortal comes and doesn't like it, he will still beat him because of this equal condition.

——It’s just that there are too many peak creatures allowed to exist in this sub-world.

Wolfgang was muttering something in his heart, but saw that the man leading the way had stopped and invited the two of them to enter this simple house.

Wolfgang and Charlotte looked at each other and understood each other's intentions: let's wait and see what happens.

…

"You can call me [Mr. Song]." The man smiled slightly, "For now, I will act as [Mr. Song]."

"That is to say, you are not going to tell us your true identity, are you?" Wolfgang smiled lightly.

He has never seen anyone, from the [Thrones] of the Transcendents to the wandering ghosts... He won't be surprised by the other person's true identity. At most, he is just curious, but he doesn't necessarily know... He has to look at the other person.

Is it worth falling to the ground?

For example, the King of Hell that he and Charlotte searched for was obviously worth it.

If Lucifer can be tricked into joining the Transcendent Organization, then his hard work during this period will be extremely rich in rewards.

Developing a Hell King as a member is a much more profitable way than other guys working hard to find potential newcomers to earn heads.

"No, I plan to tell you." [Mr. Song] smiled slightly, "But only after you pledge your allegiance to me."

Wolfgang was very startled...As for Charlotte, she looked at it with interest.

In the end, Wolfgang shook his head. He is a musician. He will only appear irritable when his inspiration goes wrong. Normally, he is like a graceful gentleman. Even if he hears ridiculous words at this time, he is quite calm.

.

He smiled and said: "Perhaps [Mr. Song] does not fully understand the current situation. Of course, this is understandable, but it is a pity that we...at least I will not be loyal to anyone. We are free."

"The more powerful a person is, the more arrogant and even rebellious he is." Mr. Song said calmly: "I understand this very well, because I have seen many such talented people, but they will eventually succumb."

"Why?" Wolfgang wasn't angry at all, he just felt ridiculous... and asked with a smile.

"Because." [Mr. Song] looked solemn at this time, and his voice was even more like a thousand mountains. "Under the world, is it the king's land; on the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers... I am this world."

Wolfgang and Charlotte's expressions instantly changed slightly.

Mr. Song's voice actually penetrated directly into their hearts and was frantically impacting their inherent beliefs.

But let’s not talk about Wolfgang, the transcendent person who walks in the void. Even Charlotte is the banshee who always accompanies the King of Hell. How can she succumb easily?

The resistance could only last for a moment, and Mr. Song's solemn voice was instantly expelled from their hearts.

Wolfgang suddenly snorted coldly. If a musician loses his temper, he will not be recognized by his relatives, let alone a stranger.

Charlotte's eyes suddenly turned from frivolous to sharp... The black umbrella she was holding suddenly twitched, revealing a sharp rapier hidden inside.

But at this moment, a Bagua mark appeared in the air.

Wolfgang and Charlotte were both trapped in this gossip mark at the same time, and a purple light flashed across [Mr. Song's] face.

The Bagua mark shrank instantly at this moment.

Wolfgang and Charlotte felt the moment when the mark appeared almost at the same time, and their hearts seemed to be washed apart... Wolfgang's face had a hint of disbelief.

He has seen this kind of gossip!

——This seems to be an...illusion of [Fuxi Throne]?

However, the incredible feeling in his heart has not completely dissipated. The Bagua mark has locked him and Charlotte at the same time. At the same time, [Mr. Song] slowly spoke: "Hunyuan Wuji Dao method... Soul-locking mark."

The Bagua mark was instantly shattered.

At the same time, the same Bagua mark appeared on the back of Wolfgang's and Charlotte's left hands.

It's like being stamped by fire.

The Bagua mark on the back of the hand sent a burning feeling to the two of them from time to time, directly connecting their hearts... and it was heartbreaking.

Then Mr. Song waved his hand, and a strong wind swept Wolfgang and Charlotte out of the door.

I only heard Mr. Song say calmly: "From now on, you two will be the king's ministers. If you are disloyal, you will suffer the pain of soul lock... Now, let you two understand first, what is the soul lock?"

bitter."

Wolfgang and Charlotte, who were kicked out of the house, fell into a pool of water outside the house... The moment they emerged from the water and heard [Mr. Song]'s voice, the two began an unprecedented...

's screams.

In the wooden house, [Mr. Song], who had just used the soul-locking seal, spit out a mouthful of blood.

His age seemed to disappear in an instant, and he suddenly changed from being in his thirties to being in his forties. His temples were grayer and his face was much thinner.

"Your Majesty!" Gong Fanxing was shocked.

Mr. Song waved his hand and said calmly: "I'm fine. I just lost some essence and blood. I will make up for it from my descendants later. Since Gongsun Wuwo is dead, you are the only one left to work for me. Anyway,

It’s just an inconvenience… It’s worth it to have surrendered these two people this time.”

Gong Fanxing said worriedly: "Your Majesty, the origins of Wolfgang and Charlotte are mysterious. I haven't been able to get a glimpse of the bottom line of their strength... I wonder if the soul-locking seal can really subdue these two."

"Why not?" Mr. Song said calmly: "Even immortals will be suppressed by the Soul Locking Seal if they are lost... This is the emperor's martial arts, coming from Xuanyuan Palace... In Xuanyuan Palace, there are people who are suppressed by the Soul Locking Seal.

Immortal."

Gong Fanxing's eyes suddenly changed with shock... This was a secret she had never heard before!

"I'm tired and need a rest." Mr. Song waved his hand again and said, "After they have had enough of the pain of soul locking, you tell them the rules."

"My slave knows..." Gong Fanxing's face was pale, but he exited the cabin with great respect.

However, he had just left, and there was a burst of purple energy on Mr. Song's face... His aging continued to appear at this time, but it seemed to be forcibly suppressed, and most importantly, it stopped.

Mr. Song's eyes couldn't help but look a little tired.

"...Which descendants are always good and bad, and few can be used." Mr. Song's eyes even gradually darkened, "Only the most outstanding descendants...the descendants who can compete for the dragon can truly resurrect me. Song Haoran,

Don't make me wait too long..."

…

…

In the city, in a quiet compound.

"... Judging from the situation at the scene, the deceased should not have fought with anyone before he died. According to other members of the mission, they returned to their rooms after dinner. As for the deceased who was used as a sacrifice, there was a fight every night.

They all have the habit of praying, and they don’t like to be disturbed by others..."

Yan Xiaoxi was covering his mouth and nose with a tissue while listening to the preliminary investigation report - he was at the scene of the murder, one of the guest houses prepared for the delegations from all parties involved in the summit meeting.

.

The deceased was a black uncle who looked to be in his fifties, with his face covered in tattoos, and then there was the appearance of death - this black uncle from the non-Tu continent was sacrificed, and now only a skin was left... The Skin

Any internal organs, bones, and muscles underneath him were completely dissolved and discharged from the holes in his body, directly dyeing the carpet on the floor into sewer sewage.

"Where was the first person to find the deceased?"

"It was the deputy of their mission. He discovered it when he came to deliver breakfast to the priest at dawn, and then informed us... Our people are trying to comfort the members of the mission, but it seems that the effect is not effective so far.

Okay." The subordinate said as if he was worried at this time: "This priest has a high prestige in their local area. If this matter cannot be solved..."

Yan Xiaoxi frowned: "Monitoring, standing guard... the secret room, the whole night, nothing was found."

"It stands to reason that all extraordinary powers should have been banned here." The subordinate said in confusion: "No one should be able to escape from our surveillance and come in from the outside."

Yan Xiaoxi suddenly said: "Besides this mission, what other missions are arranged to stay here?"

"In addition to this mission, there are three others." The subordinate said quickly: "Basically they are from the Non-Tu continent... The relationship between the extraordinary groups on the Non-Tu continent is very confusing, there are many and small, this time

The people who can participate in the meeting are all local people with a history of hundreds or even hundreds of years. However, when we arranged for them to stay, we have done a survey to separate the groups that have conflicts with each other. There are differences between the missionaries staying here.

, there is no contradiction, and the two of them are even friendly forces that have always been in contact."

"I want to meet the leaders of these three groups. You go and make arrangements." Yan Xiaoxi nodded, and then ordered: "The things here are sealed for now... I know that things cannot be hidden, but at least

We can’t let too many people know before sunset. Tomorrow is the first day of the meeting. I don’t like to cause too much trouble... A murder occurred the day before the meeting. It seems that this thing is coming for us.
To be continued...