After rearranging the venue, Wang Hui sat in the air under the dome of the Casserole World, with several crystal bottles floating in front of him, which contained the freshly harvested bugs and mycelium.

His eyes sparkled with gold and silver, and he carefully observed their internal structures.

For the little people in the miniature world, Wang Hui has always despised them in terms of size and looked up to them in terms of knowledge.

No matter what kind of extraordinary system or field it is, as long as it is knowledge that he does not know, he must have a correct attitude and study it seriously.

On this basis, using Wang Hui's huge mental power and source energy to further raise the upper limit is an important help for him to continuously enrich his extraordinary methods and understand deeper realms.

"Judging from Nalan Watts' performance, Bill used special toxins and necromancy spells to lock him into a state. His lifespan growth rate has slowed down significantly, but his strength is almost unchanged from before, and he is still at the peak of the Fourth Tempering.

However, with the addition of a layer of spore armor and the assistance of parasites, he can temporarily display the combat power of the fifth tempered high-level to the peak..."

Wang Hui recalled that the source of the zombie infection, Nohara Maggi, was a bit like a crude version of Nalan Watts, which had caused disaster in the city.

Tirelessly and without any pain, the nerves, muscles, bones, skin, etc. are all under the influence of the mycelium spread by the mushroom worms and resolutely follow the orders of the operator.

He didn’t even hesitate to attack his former compatriots!

This looks inexplicably like something Wang Hui saw in Taoist Master Shouchong's collection, the living corpse puppet! It is a thing that some evil cultivators in the world of practitioners like to refine.

If it weren't for the mismatch in age, Wang Hui would have doubted whether Bill was Shouchong's arrest target...

He clasped the crystal bottles together, and the undead parasites that were running around in panic smelled the smell of the spores, and immediately passed through the mouth of the bottle and got into the hyphae next door. It seemed that they had some kind of symbiotic relationship.

The system of parasites and spore mycelium inside and outside Nalan Watts' body is more complete. Compared with zombie infection, his ability focuses on easier-to-control range-type magic erosion, which can cause fatal damage in a more covert manner!

Wang Hui figured out the symbiotic principle of bugs and spores, put away the crystal bottle, and returned his consciousness to the original body to look at the evolutionary world.

As soon as Nalan Watts left the scene from the whirlpool channel, he was immediately wrapped in the spore armor and blended into the nearby vegetation and swam quickly, avoiding the eyes of most onlookers for the first time.

The "Bone Whisperer" Harroman, who was stationed here under the orders of the high priest, knew the whereabouts of Nalan Watts, and he would eventually return to Mushroom Island anyway.

"Is that guy Bill using this method to verify the effect of the spell? It's definitely not as accurate as doing it in person..."

Harroman sat cross-legged on the edge of the Evolved West Continent, looking gloomily at the mushroom island on the other side. There were dense snake bones squirming under his tattered robe.

His original intention was not to be hostile to his old colleagues in the [Shadow Parliament], but the key still depended on the attitude of the high priest.

"Bill, don't show too much ambition, do your research honestly, and don't do anything just because you're tired of playing with mushrooms.

The old orc has a kind face and a dark heart, and he never knows when he will become a demigod. You can't beat him..."

…

Outside, Wang Hui glanced at Haroman, who was muttering to himself, and looked at the mushroom island in the center of Evolution West Water.

Nalan Watts was standing stiffly in the dense forest of mushrooms, with mycelium sprouting from his body and connecting with the mycelium on the surrounding mushrooms.

Not far away, a gray-haired old man sat in a soft mushroom chair, with mycelium spreading from the armrest and wrapping around his index finger.

Without verbal conversation, he could understand everything that happened while Nalan Watts was out through the pheromones in the spore mucus.

Today's "Insect Demon" Bill is ninety-six years old. Unlike the slovenly "Bone Whisperer" Harroman on the other side, he still retains a decent grooming habit, with neat hair and clean clothes.

The robe with the purple six-pointed star seemed to be larger than before. The hem of the robe was already dragging on the ground, and the sleeves were also very long, covering Bill's legs, feet and arms.

"Different worlds, different civilizations, and...different gods."

Bill's eyes were filled with a shimmering light, as if he had shared the sensory memory of Nalan Watts through mycelium.

His wrinkled cheeks expressed longing.

Maybe this is the benefit of living a long life? You have the opportunity to see more new things, even beyond the scope of your previous knowledge...

Not long after Bill had thoroughly studied the spore people, he thought his life was almost complete, but in the blink of an eye he discovered a new direction of interest.

This is the charm of living!

It’s no wonder that the Great Witch of the Undead tried every means to cover up his traces, and was laughed at by many weak people as the “legendary shame” but never took it seriously.

Bill is not so extreme in his greed for life and fear of death, but the older he gets, the more he understands the witch's obsession with survival.

"Some people say that necromancers yearn for death. That's not quite accurate. They just yearn for the death of others. It wouldn't be that interesting if they had to die themselves."

Bill turned his head and looked into the sky. Because the towering tall mushrooms blocked it too much, it was impossible to see the mid-air light curtain clearly with the naked eye while sitting here.

But for him now, as long as he is willing, any mushroom can be his eyes.

At this time, the third group of preliminaries of the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament has begun. As players from all walks of life enter the scene, the live broadcast screen also switches to the inside of the Clay Pot World.

Bill looked at the phantoms of the gods surrounding the upper part of the wall of the world, fascinated.

"The so-called legends only decay later than mortals... Can only gods be immortal?"

…

Wang Hui noticed that Bill was looking at the divine figure in the light screen, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

No matter what the mentality is, it is a good thing for the little person to be interested in "god". Whether it is research or resistance, it is nothing more than providing Wang Hui with more extraordinary activity.

"Going against the will of heaven" sounds simple, but who can really do it?

In the world of practitioners, there are many stories about people who go against the will of heaven. Master Shouchong even used a row of bookshelves in his storage ring to store such stories.

But from Wang Hui's point of view, it is essentially just a different world version of "Shuangwen". Even practitioners in the Breaking Void stage can't resist it, so why do they want to defy heaven? Ascension to heaven is about the same.

"Bill has a longing for God and may participate in a martial arts meeting in person... What will happen if he encounters Shou Chong in a qualifying match?"

Wang Hui smiled and looked forward to it.

But before that, you still have to go through the preliminaries process.

He closed the top cover and descended in to prevent the four concave figures above the casserole world from revealing their flaws due to his absence for a long time...

In the exciting atmosphere of the five realms, the first competition day of the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Club ended in the dark. Five groups of preliminary rounds were held, and a total of 25 candidates were born.

Half of them are at the Yaojin level, and the weakest one is at the beginning of the Platinum level. Its strength is at the bottom among the promoted players, but its popularity is one of the best.
Chapter completed!