"Although I can't see you, I know that you must be verifying your results."
The Emperor looked calm and still sat on the throne. "Of course, don't be too surprised. I have similar abilities and I often do what you do."
"His Majesty!"
"His Majesty!"
"Escort!
"
Throughout the Lingxiao Palace, countless god generals could not help but exclaim.
They felt goosebumps rising. It was clear that no one could understand what kind of system this was and what kind of weird future horror civilization it was.
Are we really about to be eliminated in our classical world of immortal cultivation?
"What a fuss is about, it's just an ability similar to mine. You can go down."
The Emperor of Heaven waved his hand and told them to retreat.
The surrounding gods looked around cautiously, and could only retreat to the two sides of the Lingxiao Palace, with anxious and tense expressions all over their bodies.
Ever since Your Majesty pacified the era of mythical beasts, even the Buddhists and Buddhas of that year have never entered the Lingxiao Palace and only wandered outside the Tianmen. But now, there are mysterious and unknown beings that are infiltrating my Lingxiao Palace?
It's unprecedented.
Where does this leave the countless ancient gods in my Lingxiao Palace and the majesty of the Heavenly Emperor who rules the thirty-three immortal heavens in ancient times?
The Emperor of Heaven showed a trace of emotion on his face, as if he was remembering the mighty and tall supreme hero:
"I can guess that you are watching, because back then I kept peeking into the past and restarting the past like this. The more I did it, the more I guessed that there are similar people."
"Do you know how I was able to win the great catastrophe of the divine beasts when I was kidnapped and became the puppet emperor, trapped in the Lingxiao Palace, without any strong men at all, alone, and alone?"
"Extreme Spiritual Chaos Jue"
"I am just like you, constantly peeking into the future, restarting the past, and finding the greatest possibility while trying possibilities again and again."
The Emperor's expression was extremely calm:
"During the entire Divine Beast Tribulation, I was imprisoned in the cold palace. I didn't even have a single immortal under my command. I only had seven young eunuchs who were in the tribulation period. They acted secretly, and they destroyed each other. Internal strife, countless Dao Lords, fighting each other, and myself
Massacre..."
"It's incredible, isn't it?"
Wu Lang just remained silent.
Back then, he had never left home at all. He was alone in the cold palace, secretly commanding seven little guys who were in the tribulation period, and caused the destruction of the entire vast era of mythical beasts?
Obviously there are not even immortals.
There was a catastrophic war outside that was destroying the world. The moment he went out, all the enemies were killed together. He was already wearing royal robes and became the emperor of heaven?
what is this?
It's almost like a dream.
Wu Lang suddenly remembered that ballad, which could perfectly describe this miracle:
An iron nail is missing and a horseshoe is missing.
A horseshoe falls off and a war horse is lost.
Losing a war horse and losing a battle.
A battle was lost and a dynasty was destroyed.
Seven little guys, tricking them into killing each other and fighting among themselves is enough for me to win.
"We are all the strongest in history, and our strength is not how strong we are."
His gaze was profound, as if he were the only god hanging in the sky for eternity:
"In those vast historical eras, among the hot-blooded heroes and great men with lofty ideals, so what if they were as smart as monsters? What if they were brave and invincible? The winners in history were never the smartest, the most diligent, nor the lucky ones."
"Even my mentor, who is far more talented, wise, and brave than me, will die and make mistakes. As long as he fails once or falls once, he will perish."
"Therefore, the strongest people are us perfect saints who never make mistakes."
He smiled softly.
"And your ability has only two possibilities."
He held out two fingers:
"The first type, your fourth seat, has the ability to copy and imitate. You can imitate the three supreme rules. You are traveling through time substantially, exploring the long river of the past and future, and constantly jumping through time."
"The second type, your fourth seat, is similar to the ability of deduction and divination. You are simulating a future that has never happened."
...
"If it's the first one, you're making a mistake."
He suddenly smiled, "Even if you are a perfect saint who makes no mistakes like me, this mistake is irreversible. When you used wrong coordinates to calculate me, I guessed your whereabouts, and I also felt the time. You have already lost."
"If it is the second type, you are just simulating this wrong future. None of this has actually happened. You can still live because I only control time and cannot know that you are calculating or simulating me."
He looked relaxed.
The Emperor of Heaven spoke these words with a very calm expression, without provocation or fear, he was just stating it simply.
Jam!
The screen suddenly collapsed.
Wu Lang was suddenly sweating profusely, and his whole body was a little messy.
"What's wrong?"
Jiao Yuer hurriedly walked over, showing a worried look.
"There is a problem. After we used this method, he knew that we were using wrong coordinates to harm him? We used this plan and we failed?" Li Qingrou said.
"It's a trap."
Wu Lang took a deep breath, "If we really do this, we will fall into his third trap. He will guess my whereabouts in an instant, and he will know the information."
Wu Lang told them the whole process.
They were all stunned in place, their minds filled with disbelief.
Is there a third level??
Why is this Emperor’s plan so dirty!
"Wait, why does he talk so much?"
At this time, Mrs. Meng frowned, "Logically speaking, even in the future, wouldn't it be true that the less information you tell, the easier it is to hide it?"
"He is very arrogant." Wu Lang frowned.
That man had a strong and extremely confident aura, with an incredible and huge charisma that was unforgettable.
"Yes, he is an arrogant person. At the same time, he is not showing contempt, but demonstrating and attacking the Taoist heart." At this time, Princess Li Hairou of the Heaven Realm said: "He is sowing fear and awe."
The war has begun invisibly.
When two powerful men compete, both take the path of invincibility. The slightest timidity, awe, and lack of confidence in a person of this level will lead to a total loss.
"Then what should we do in the future?" At this time, Li Qing said judo.
"Changing the wrong coordinate feedback won't kill him, and he will get the information in turn." Wu Lang shook his head, "We can only imprison him properly."
The general trend of this era is somewhat difficult to handle.
While they were still casually deducing Dao Lord's Western Gods Era, they were almost secretly tricked to death by the Emperor of Heaven. They could only say that they were walking on thin ice, and Wu Lang did not dare to fish for development, as he might come down and catch him at any time. Parade.
