Song Mu controlled the fat man to go outside the prison.
Under Song Mu's instructions, Song Mu followed the other party towards the temple of the Holy Song.
Under the cover of the other party's identity, Song Mu passed several levels in succession. When he saw several men in black robes leading Wang Fusheng, who was pretending to be dead, towards the temple, Song Mu took those people with him.
The fat man turned into a nearby alley.
In this deserted small box, Song Mu grabbed the opponent's head.
The soul-searching method was explored into his mind, and Song Mu quickly learned a lot about this city.
This city, which has been built for hundreds of years, has always been under the control of the Demon Sect. The residents in this city have only two functions, one is to become the disciples of the Demon Sect, and the other is to become the Blood Food of the Demon Sect.
The common people here are not only the reserve and supplementary force of the Demonic Cult, but also serve as the ants serving the Demonic Cult.
Here, there is a strict system of hierarchy. The guy in front of me has become a star leader with considerable power in the city by virtue of his status as a Jinshi.
But now he is just a piece of fish in Song Mu's hands.
Now Song Mu was even more curious and continued to explore his mind. Song Mu tried to find out the news about Song Liwen from this guy's mind.
But the memory picture flashed for a moment, and when Song Mu saw clearly the situation around the temple, a sudden change occurred.
This guy's head suddenly exploded in front of Song Mu. If Song Mu hadn't tried his best to control it, he might have caused trouble.
Song Mu was stunned when he saw this situation. At this moment, he immediately realized that the matter might be exposed. At this moment, he raised his head and looked at the temple in the distance.
The next moment, Song Mu released a burst of flame from his hand, which instantly burned the guy completely. Song Mu was also wrapped in a black robe and disappeared on the street.
In the center of this gray city is a raised hill, and on the hill stands a black palace.
That place is called the temple by the Demonic Cult, and it is also where the important figures of the Demonic Cult live.
On the way to the temple, several men in black robes were carrying the two of them forward, but as they moved forward, they did not notice that there was another man in black robes beside them.
Song Mu lowered his head and followed the team, walking quickly towards the front, quickly scanning the surroundings with his peripheral vision.
A group of people quickly arrived at the outside of the palace, but at this time Song Mu and others were suddenly stopped. At this moment, there were several men in black clothes standing outside the palace.
"Just put the blood food here, we will bring it in."
As he finished speaking, Song Mu also saw clearly the appearance of these demon sect members. They all had different shapes, some of them were demonic and savage, but they were all filled with surging demonic aura comparable to that of Juren.
At the same time, they were wearing exquisite armor. The dark armor was also surrounded by text, but it was flashing with black light.
Song Mu was following the team, watching the other party take over, and hurriedly retreated at this moment.
But when Song Mu, who was leaving the next moment, turned around an intersection, Song Mu suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled out a few pieces of writing paper. The writing paper fell silently on the street corner, and then blended into it without a trace.
Song Mu's mind moved at the next moment, and then the papers were activated one after another. In an inconspicuous moment, this street corner revealed a strange scene.
The strange situation quickly shrouded the front. The next moment, the demon sect members who raised the blood food only felt a slight fluctuation in front of them, but when they came back to their senses, they did not see any changes.
The leader carefully felt the surroundings, and after seeing that the two blood-thirsty men who had been lifted up were fine, he stepped towards the direction of the temple.
At this moment, Song Mu was holding his breath and concentrating as he felt the power vibrating beneath his body.
At the moment when the strange world stirred up, Song Mu threw Wang Fusheng into the white jade scroll and replaced him himself.
Feeling the moving footsteps of these demon sect members, Song Mu also counted the steps carefully, waiting for these people to be sent into the palace by himself.
Under the black cloth cover, all Song Mu could see was the steps under his feet. The steps leading up were extremely dark. After a moment of advancement, other members of the Demon Cult took over, and the surrounding atmosphere became more tense.
Song Mu quietly waited for the arrival of this final situation.
But in the demon sect's main hall, there was a different scene at this moment.
The empty main hall is filled with various white cloths written in blood. The words on them are hideous and terrifying, but at this moment, there is no wind in the main hall.
The air was already filled with the smell of blood, but several roars suddenly came from the hall. The roars were filled with anger and unwillingness.
"You all get out of here!"
The next moment, a ripple of magic rippled around, and several people in black robes ran out one after another, escaping in a panic, but only one roaring voice continued to circulate.
The ripples of power rippled through the blood-lettered banners, revealing the scene at the center of the hall.
Here, a shirtless man was sitting cross-legged on a pool shaped like a cauldron. The blood in the pool was churning, turning into streaks of blood and rushing into his body.
And on his body, there are countless blood words emerging at this moment. Those blood words are constantly flowing on his body, and the young man's expression is even more painful.
After roaring several times, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell from the cauldron, sitting on the ground panting.
This person was none other than Song Liwen, who was severely injured by Song Mu. At this moment, his whole body was covered with scars and he was even more embarrassed.
Next to him, there was a man wearing a black robe with six golden patterns embroidered on it. He looked up at Song Liwen who was sitting on the ground and looked in pain, and said indifferently.
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"Your Highness the Holy Son, it seems that your injury cannot be solved in a short time. You are a bit eager for quick success."
"I naturally know my business, I don't need you to say anything."
Song Liwen immediately refuted it, but the man looked calm and just said.
"There is news from the front. The Holy Son's method of Blood Demon Cause may have been leaked."
After hearing this, Song Liwen suddenly raised his head, but frowned slightly at this moment.
"Hmph, you say I'm eager for quick success and quick gain, but you guys seem to have suffered a lot, right?"
As he spoke, Song Liwen took a few deep breaths and just said in a deep voice.
"I also said that this method is used to boost the demonic power. If used in this place, it is really a destructive method."
"What the Holy Son said is inappropriate. If the Blood Demon Cause can be fully used, it will help our Holy Clan to re-create the human race one by one. It is a divine art that has not been seen in a hundred years."
"What do you mean by this?"
Song Liwen looked impatient and asked, but the man just said with a smile.
"The elder said that the Holy Son did not speak out this perfect method, so..."
Song Liwen looked calm when he heard this, and after a moment he said with a sneer.
"I still need blood food, bring it to me!"
The man was unmoved, just looked at Song Liwen and said.
"Of course this is no problem, but will the Holy Son take this next step..."
"If my injury doesn't get better, you can stop trying this method."
Song Liwen said this with a murderous look in his eyes.
"You said you would help me kill Song Mu back then, but how could it be like this today?"