Li Wenhao repeated in a low voice that this was the second time he knew about the word "Celestial Being". After breaking through the ninety-nine points of the extraordinary realm in the system, he would reach the realm of heavenly being.
But he didn't ask because there was no need. He would know everything Yanguang Zuomu knew soon.
"It turns out that heavenly beings really appeared. Emperor Yan fled back to the mainland and is suspected to have died in a forbidden underground place?"
After a long while, Li Wenhao opened his eyes. At this time, the energy in his body surged and his face turned red.
"Yanlong Jinge, no wonder your boy appeared in the underground magma river. It turns out that Emperor Yan escaped back to the mainland?
Tell me honestly, where did Emperor Yan go in the end, and did he enter a forbidden area?"
"Buzz!"
Yanlong Jinge wandered in the spiritual sea: "I don't know, after I used all my energy to open the space crack, I fell into a deep sleep.
When you wake up, you'll be inside the fire crocodile's head!"
"Hmph, your magic weapon is not serious and has low credibility!" Li Wenhao curled his lips with a look of disbelief.
"Let's go back!"
He turned around and wanted to leave. After Yan Guang Zuo Mu's soul left, Wang Liao, who was lying on the ground, suddenly moved and made a confused voice: "Your Highness, why are you here? Where am I?"
"No way? Wang Liao, are you still alive?" Li Wenhao was startled and turned around with interest.
I was even more surprised when I saw the confused look on Wang Liao's face and the black crow appearing above his head.
He thought that Wang Liao's soul had been devoured long ago after being possessed by Yanguang Zuomu. How could he still be alive?
"Yeah, how come I'm still alive?"
Wang Liao replied stupidly: "I remember being captured by the Yan tribe, and then being fed something, and I was so confused that I didn't know anything."
"Don't move, let go of Linghai, let me check it?" Li Wenhao became interested and squatted down to check with his mental power.
"OK!"
Wang Liao nodded blankly, letting go of Linghai and focusing on himself.
It was also at this time that he realized belatedly that his whole body was full of strength and something was different.
The cultivation level that was originally less than the fifth level was actually promoted to the peak of the seventh level, and even vaguely touched the edge of the eighth level.
"Your Highness, what is my level of cultivation?" Wang Liao was so frightened that his lips trembled.
Anyone who is kidnapped and wakes up to find that not only are there no missing parts, but that he has jumped several levels in a row and reached a level that he could not even dream of, will be confused.
What kind of noble person have you met? So nice?
Next time there is such a good thing about kidnapping, please do it again.
"Don't talk yet!"
Li Wenhao looked calm and carefully inspected Wang Liao's spiritual sea, including his whole body.
Except that the soul is relatively weak, there are only two words that can describe it: "Speechless!"
Yanguang Zuomu didn't know how many treasures he used, but he actually transformed the ordinary Wang Liao into a complete one.
Not only has his cultivation level reached the eighth level, he can be said to be the second master in the Langya Army after him, but even his fire bloodline shows signs of being about to fully awaken.
No wonder Yanguang Zuomu still refused to give up after the blood bank was destroyed. It turns out there is hope!
It's just a pity that all this is at the expense of Wang Liao, a useless person.
Could it be that this is the legendary lying down!
"Your boy's luck is really unbelievable. Being possessed by an eighth-level powerhouse with his soul is not only fine, but also blessed with good fortune. To have someone like you is the most poisonous thing in the world!"
After a long time, Li Wenhao suppressed a smile and patted Wang Liao on the shoulder: "Let's go back and work for you, General Zuo!
I am one of the five great generals of Langya, and you picked one for nothing!"
"Your Highness, you just said that my soul was given to me by an eighth-level strongman?" Wang Liao couldn't care less about being happy, his face turned pale, and he was obviously frightened by Li Wenhao's words, and he followed closely behind to ask.
"Yes, you were entrusted with the soul by Yanguang Zuomu, the previous leader of the Yan clan. Because of your loyalty to Langya, you kept the origin of your soul alive.
This is exactly what I thought, after Yanguang Zuomu's soul was killed by me, your soul revived and regained control of the body..."
Li Wenhao didn't hide anything, and roughly told what happened, including his speculations.
After walking for a while, he saw a group of Turkic cavalry clearing the battlefield from a distance. His eyes suddenly flickered, he took out a black robe and threw it to Wang Liao: "Put this on and don't reveal your identity for the time being.
Yanguang Zuomu was killed, and no outsiders know about it yet, maybe we can take advantage of it."
"Ah, you want me to continue pretending to be the soul of Yanguang Zuomu?"
Wang Liao held the black robe stupidly, his head cleared for a while, and he more or less regained some of his IQ.
He understood what Li Wenhao meant, and even guessed some things he would do next.
"You almost died at the hands of the Yanguang family, so you don't want to take revenge and make them pay some price?" Li Wenhao said calmly, but he had a lot on his mind.
Thinking of the wealth accumulated by the Yanguang family for thousands of years, I thought of a stick that stirred up chaos among the eight royal families of the Dilan plane.
Yanguang Zuomu's identity is definitely of great use!
"I think!" Wang Liao nodded seriously, and the hesitation in his eyes was replaced by small flames of anger.
Although it was a blessing in disguise and a big advantage.
But as some intermittent memories appeared, he was not grateful to the Yan tribe at all, but only had deep hatred and the urgency to make the other party pay the price.
"Your Highness, is General Chi You here? Good guy, the whole street is burnt!"
"Your Highness, have you caught Yanguang Zuomu?"
Back in the city, Duke Dongluo and Black Wolf King Zhemuhan came over to the relatively well-preserved City Lord's Mansion.
"Yan Guang Zuo Mu is so cunning, let him run away!"
Li Wenhao shook his head with regret and did not mention Chi You. He turned and walked towards a carriage: "Leave some soldiers to garrison and we rushed to Xiaocang Mountain overnight. I got a message from the prisoners.
Iron King Luo will lead the barbarian army and rush to Drew City from Xiaocang Mountain tomorrow morning. This is an excellent opportunity for an ambush!"
"Ah, the barbarians will go to Xiaocang Mountain tomorrow. Your Highness, is this news reliable?"
The Duke of Dongluo was stunned for a moment. He no longer bothered to question Chi You and chased after him closely.
"Your Highness, Iron King Luo knows that we have destroyed the Yan tribe, will he still go to Xiaocang Mountain?"
Black Wolf King Zhemuhan also looked surprised and followed behind.
"You guys change the carriage, I want to rest alone for a while!"
Beside the carriage, Li Wenhao stopped the two people who were chasing him: "This news is absolutely reliable.
Moreover, Tie Wang Luo is a rough person. When he gets the news that the Yan clan has been destroyed, he will only leave faster without thinking too much.
Therefore, I have to hurry up and not waste time!"
"Okay, listen to Your Highness!"
The Duke of Dongluo and the Black Wolf King Zhemuhan saw that Li Wenhao's face was a bit ugly, so they looked at him and stopped asking further questions.