Chapter 398: Chess Pieces of the Past

Ji Wubian's consciousness, which was torn apart by Fang Mu, has not yet recovered, so he should not force divination.

But facing the bloody hair, he had no room to refuse.

In order to divination this result, his immortal mountain has completely collapsed, and even his consciousness has been torn apart again.

Now Ji Wubian's consciousness is frantically warning, but he dare not show any, and can only wait silently for the next disposal.

It is unknown how long it took before Han Chengyun stopped the deduction.

He directly looked at Ji Wubian and asked: "How many chess pieces do you have in Canglang Realm?"

Although Ji Wubian was trembling in his heart, his face did not show any sign.

He said respectfully: "Reply to the Demon Lord, there are two more, both of whom are spiritual practitioners in the Transcendent Realm.

But I have lost contact with these two chess pieces.

If I want to reactivate them, I still need to rely on the power of the Demon Lord."

Before Han Chengyun finished sending out his message, Xuefa laughed and said:

"Two chess pieces are enough.

As long as they are used well, they can devour tens of thousands of spiritual consciousnesses in an instant and leave demon seeds in the realm.

When the time comes, I want to see how the protector will deal with it!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and said to Xinghuan:

"The plan has changed. You should immediately change the infiltration method and let my demonic energy infiltrate the bodies of the two chess pieces.

In addition, I want you to be ready to explode at any time.

When the two chess pieces are activated, I will force my way into the Canglang Realm."

At this time, Xinghuan had also completed the deduction.

Although he felt that doing so seemed a bit risky, this plan did not require him to enter the Canglang Realm.

This made him feel much more at ease.

Xinghuan glanced at Han Chengyun, and seeing that he did not object, he took out a bag of bone powder from his arms.

This bag of bone powder did not contain too strong demonic energy.

However, under the control of the star ring, all of this bone powder penetrated into the boundary wall of Canglang Realm.

...

In Canglang Realm, Fang Mu, who was tempering himself with the power of heaven and earth, suddenly opened his eyes.

Just now, his spiritual sense was slightly alert.

However, he did not feel any obvious changes in the void.

The void opposite was still calm.

Fang Mu frowned slightly and murmured: "Did the celestial demon on the opposite side change the plan?

But what else can they do besides forcing through..."

After thinking for a moment, his eyes fell on the distant Canglang Realm.

In this world, the only place he could be considered a weak spot was Canglang Realm.

If the Canglang Realm he worked so hard to manage was destroyed, his resonance with heaven and earth would definitely be weakened by several levels.

'Do they have a way to directly invade Canglang Realm?

But now does not seem to be a good time...'

Fang Mu's eyes instantly penetrated the endless void and fell on the round and square world.

At this time, the Canglang Realm was crowded with people, and there were excited players everywhere.

Because the first sword test conference after the reconstruction of the world was about to begin.

Millions of players had already poured into the Canglang Realm.

The mental power of these excited players was extremely active.

The rich mental power gathered into a purple cloud in the center of the Canglang Realm.

As more and more players poured in, the purple cloud in the sky became thicker and thicker.

Later, the rich purple cloud had a tendency to spread outward from the Canglang Continent.

The purple cloud that rushed straight into the sky could be clearly seen on several adjacent continents.

Even the Tiangui Realm, which was farther away, could faintly feel the mental fluctuations emanating from the center of the continent.

Such a magnificent scene almost alarmed all the high-level cultivators in the entire Canglang Realm.

Some people who were curious came to the Canglang Continent a few days ago to see the magnificent scene.

Among these people was Jiang Taichu, the first Tianling Realm cultivator in the Canglang Realm.

Jiang Taichu relied on Fang Mu's opportunity to reshape the world to force his way into the Heavenly Spirit Realm. His progress in cultivation alone was quite slow, so he was extremely concerned about various phenomena in the world.

After hearing that Fang Mu had made another big move, he came to the outside of Zhitian Mountain early and recommended himself to become a top cultivator to maintain order.

A few days ago, he had already envisioned the grand scene of millions of cultivators pouring in together.

But when these millions of players really appeared in front of him, he was still shocked.

In fact, there were only hundreds of thousands of players gathered near Zhitian Mountain, and the rest were diverted to other sub-fields.

Even so, these players easily covered the plain at the foot of Zhitian Mountain.

The spiritual power emitted by hundreds of thousands of players gathered together, and actually produced an inexplicable pressure.

This pressure was not as sharp as that of high-level cultivators, but it was extremely heavy, covering the entire area of ​​100 miles around Zhitian Mountain.

It was the first time that Jiang Taichu felt this kind of pressure that was somewhat similar to the power of heaven.

In this inexplicable pressure, he actually couldn't control the spiritual energy in his body.

For several times in a row, the spiritual energy in his body almost flowed with the changes in this pressure.

Just when he once again forcibly stabilized the spiritual energy around him, he unexpectedly found a trace of the same breath coming from the crowd.

'Is this...demon energy? '

Jiang Taichu was slightly stunned, and then looked in the direction where the same breath appeared.

However, wherever he looked, there were only a lot of players.

He scanned for a while, but didn't find the same breath before.

'Is there something wrong with my perception?

Or is it that someone in this group of players has taken the path of evil? ’

Jiang Taichu frowned and looked away.

Although the wisp of evil spirit just now was a little strange, it was very faint and did not cause him to be alarmed.

So he just glanced at it and focused his attention on other places.

This time, he was responsible for the entire area of ​​the realm, and his attention could not be occupied by a certain detail for a long time.

When Jiang Taichu's perception dissipated, a young man secretly broke out in a cold sweat at the place where the wisp of evil spirit just appeared.

This young man looked ordinary.

His aura was the same as that of an ordinary Tongyou realm cultivator, without any special features.

But hidden under this aura was a deep sense of transcendence.

If Jiang Taichu had been able to investigate carefully just now, he would probably have recognized that this person was Meng Busheng, who had fought with Chen Qianjie before!

This transcendent cultivator was a chess piece left by Ji Wubian.

For hundreds of thousands of years, Meng Busheng had lived a fairly stable life, and he almost forgot his identity as a chess piece.

Although there had been many changes recently, almost every time, there was a fall of an immortal.

This changed Meng Busheng's attitude towards immortals.

But just when he was secretly wondering whether he could reintegrate into this world, the seed buried in his body finally erupted.

Along with it, there was also a terrifying demonic energy.

This transcendent monk who had lived in peace for hundreds of thousands of years was immediately paralyzed by fear.

But the demonic energy with a strong smell of blood did not give him time to be afraid.

After just a moment, he was completely eroded by the demonic energy.

Under the guidance of the bloody hair, he transformed into a player from Earth and sneaked into the arena!