Chapter 8487: Reaping the Benefits

From beginning to end, Ye Wuque's expression remained unchanged, with no emotion visible.

But at the moment when the nameless deputy palace master's physical body was reduced to ashes, the power of his soul directly revealed his power!

Seal this void!

Salvage and identification began.

As long as the nameless deputy palace master's soul shows any signs of trying to escape, he will be captured in an instant and fall into his hands.

However!

Ye Wuque found nothing.

The nameless deputy palace master escaped without any power of soul, and seemed to be completely destroyed together with his physical body.

"Would you rather die than fall into my hands..."

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed slightly.

He still felt strange about the actions of the Wuming Deputy Palace Master before his death.

A thousand-year-old darkroom can be illuminated by just one light.

Not only told him the direction of the answer to this sentence.

There are two more manuscripts!

It may contain the secret of breaking through to the "Seven Steps of Saint King".

This news carries great weight.

If it was tortured with the "Nine Dragons Binding Lock", Ye Wuque would feel normal, but this was said by Wuming Deputy Palace Master on his own initiative.

Plus the two creatures who put on masks for "her"...

One originates from the Dark Palace!

One originates from ancient Zen Buddhism!

This is almost exactly what Ye Wuque is most interested in.

But the nameless deputy palace master would be like this...

Kindhearted?

Ye Wuque stood in the void, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking.

"There is a possibility..."

"The nameless deputy palace master and the people behind him have been searching and analyzing for so many years, and they have already reached...a deadlock!"

"They have no way to make another breakthrough. The clues have become a dead end in their hands and they have found nothing."

"I still haven't gotten the biggest secret left by Gai Xianyuan, as well as 'her' secret!"

"My appearance is trouble for them, but at the same time, it also means an unprecedented new angle!"

"In me, they can also see new hope."

"So, why not take the initiative to expose the clues to me, and then wait to reap the benefits."

"They are betting. I must be interested and determined to investigate on my own."

When he thought of this, Ye Wuque's eyes became deep.

If that's the case, it really doesn't matter to him.

On the contrary, it's a good thing, because as long as he can get useful clues and find what he wants, that's enough!

As for reaping the benefits?

Hey!

Who is the fisherman? It’s hard to say who is the fish.

In an instant, Ye Wuque's figure disappeared from the place.

The stars of life.

Ye Wuque returned here quickly.

In the giant pit, the eight-winged feather god was still lying down, motionless, in a coma, and had not disappeared. The method Ye Wuque used to stay here also proved that no other living beings had appeared.

Wow!

Nine golden chains immediately flew out from behind Ye Wuque, binding him up instantly and shooting them directly into the void.

As the golden chain trembled slightly, the eight-winged feather god suddenly woke up and his eyes suddenly opened!

But after seeing Ye Wuque so close at hand, his whole body tensed up immediately, his eyes showed fear, and he subconsciously wanted to move!

But then he discovered nine extra golden chains on his body, holding him tightly and imprisoning him in the void.

Wow!

The eight-winged feathered god immediately began to struggle crazily, trying to break the chains with his own strength. Naturally, the effort was in vain and had no effect.

After some struggle, the eight-winged feather god was panting slightly and stared at Ye Wuque, his expression extremely ugly!

But gradually, he calmed down and thought that he was in this situation because he was defeated by Ye Wuque!

The scene of the previous defeat came to mind again, and the fear in the eyes of this eight-winged feather god turned into deep fear!

He didn't even have the strength to fight back.

He didn't even have time to notice how the other party appeared behind him.

This proves that the opponent's terrifying strength is completely superior to... the Eight-Winged Feather God!

Ten-Winged Feather God!

When these four words flashed across the mind of this eight-winged feather god, they made him tremble instinctively!

He knows very well what the "Ten-Winged Feather God" means and represents!

At the same time, there is boundless fear.

"Damn Wuming! He didn't even figure out the enemy's true cultivation level, so he just set up a so-called dragnet! Damn it!!" The eight-winged feather god was cursing fiercely in his heart at this time!

But the look he looked at Ye Wuque became even more crazy.

"Fufufufu..." Panting, the eight-winged feather god finally spoke hoarsely.

"You could have easily killed me! But you didn't! You obviously wanted to extract some information from me, right?"

Ye Wuque was still noncommittal and looked at him indifferently.

"Hey!"

"You want me to speak? It's not impossible! But can you do it??" The Eight-Winged Feather God showed a disdainful smile, and the madness in his eyes became more and more intense, and his whole person seemed like a broken jar.

Ye Wuque watched all this with interest.

One thing to say.

Whenever he needs to use the "Nine Dragons Binding Heaven Lock", he likes to appreciate the other party's attitude.

The more arrogant, crazy, conceited and disdainful one is, the more effective the show will be.

I can never get enough of this feeling.

Brother Ye admitted this.

Wow!

The golden chains began to rattle, making a crisp collision sound, but this made the eight-winged feather god even more disdainful. He stared at Ye Wuque, his eyes filled with a crazy smile.

"I hope you are not tickling me, otherwise, I will be... very disappointed!"

Thirty breaths later.

"Ahhhhhh!!"

"Kill me! No!! Spare your life!! Kill me!! No!! Don't! Stop!! You beast! Stop! Stop!!"

The shrill and painful screams of despair resounded, and the golden flowers blooming in the void were magnificent and sad.

The Eight-Winged Feather God had become a bloody man and frantically began to beg for mercy.

Seeing this, Ye Wuque shook his head gently.

There seems to be some unfinished feeling.

The guy before could last for almost a quarter of an hour, which surprised Ye Wuque.

Nowadays, it seems that hard bones are still rare.

Most of them collapse at the first touch.

Ye Wuque ignored it.

After dozens of breaths passed, the golden flowers disappeared. The Eight-Winged Feather God, who had become a bloody man, fell down like a puddle of mud, but he no longer had the disdain he had before.

"name."

Ye Wuque's faint voice sounded, but the Eight-Winged Feather God trembled violently, and then he used all his strength to immediately answer hoarsely and tremblingly!

"Zhou Chongming!! My name is Zhou Chongming!"

The Eight-Winged Feather God, Zhou Chongming, immediately said his name, just like a pug.

"Where are you from?"

"Dark, dark... shrine!"