Chapter 430 The Purpose of the Infinite True God

Lu Changsheng stared at the man on the throne in a daze, his heart beating wildly, and he almost subconsciously took a ready position for the attack.

The blazing fire instantly wrapped around his body, wrapping the owner tightly.

There was no need to introduce himself. With just one glance, Lu Changsheng was sure that the man in front of him was the imaginary enemy he had imagined countless times in his mind.

The one who controlled thousands of demons and could raise a huge wave that could drown the world in a blink of an eye.

The mastermind who suppressed the human race for thousands of years and almost wiped out the human race.

The demon king whose hands were stained with the blood of countless humans!

[Wulian Zhenshen]

"You finally found the last key to promotion to demigod."

"It's even faster than I thought."

Wulian Zhenshen did not open his mouth, but his voice echoed throughout the abyss, like an oracle.

The first sentence that the terrifying man said was far beyond Lu Changsheng's expectations.

In Lu Changsheng's imagination, the first thing the two of them would do when they met was to use all their killing moves and fight for their lives. How could they have the leisure to chat first?

And what the Infinite True God said was a little strange.

What does "faster than I thought" mean?

Could it be that this guy has been waiting for me to figure out the way to become a demigod?

That's why he hasn't taken action yet?

He has always known that I am in the abyss? !

Countless thoughts flashed through Lu Changsheng's mind, but his hand holding the sword became tighter and tighter.

"Of course I know you are in the abyss."

"It's the abyss that I asked Yuliu to lead you into."

"For this, I sacrificed a master of the abyss as a price."

As if seeing through Lu Changsheng's inner words, the voice of the Infinite True God sounded again.

Has this guy already taken action?

When did it happen?

He saw my future?

So he knew what I would say?

Lu Changsheng's scalp was numb. When facing such a high-level demigod, the feeling that everything was seen through and everything was expected was like stripping him naked, making him uncomfortable all over.

"So... you did so much just to meet me?" This time it was Lu Changsheng who took the initiative to speak.

He could no longer let himself be led by the nose by his opponent and tried to regain the initiative in the conversation.

At the same time, a nearly transparent thin line stretched out from the soles of Lu Changsheng's feet, like a venomous snake hunting, quietly touching the man on the throne.

Wuliang Zhenshen shook his head gently and said in his cold and inhuman voice, "We have met before."

Lu Changsheng couldn't understand the other party's meaning more and more. He couldn't pick up the topic for a while. His brows were furrowed and his eyes were full of doubts.

Wuliang Zhenshen held the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand and slowly stood up.

Just one step.

He came to Lu Changsheng.

Are you going to take action?

This was the first thought that came to Lu Changsheng's mind.

The nearly transparent thin line turned around in an instant, no longer considering hiding, and shot towards the Infinite True God like lightning.

In the blink of an eye, the [Anti-Fate Lock] had already stuck to the back of the Infinite True God, completing the connection.

It's done!

Lu Changsheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next sentence of the Infinite True God made him nervous again.

"Very interesting rules..."

"Have you bound my body to you in some way..."

The moment the [Anti-Fate Lock] touched the Infinite True God, it was captured by the other party.

And the Infinite True God also accurately stated the effect of the [Anti-Fate Lock].

Lu Changsheng also noticed that the other party used the word [rule] instead of [ability].

"It doesn't matter." The Infinite True God looked at Lu Changsheng calmly, and the cheek that seemed to be shrouded in mist gradually became clear.

"In this state, you don't have to worry about being killed instantly by me."

"We can have a good chat."

As the mist on Wuliang Zhenshen's face became thinner, Lu Changsheng's heart beat faster.

Until he saw the enemy's face clearly, Lu Changsheng's muscles all tensed up suddenly, as if he had some kind of stress response, and he swung his sword fiercely.

Buzz!

Wulian Zhenshen held the Ten Thousand Gods Sword that was slashing towards his face with one hand, making a strange buzzing sound.

"You are..." Lu Changsheng gritted his teeth and said word by word, "[Temple Messenger]?"

There seemed to be a layer of invisible barrier in Wuliang Zhenshen's palm, separating him from the Ten Thousand Gods Sword.

The terrifying fire feeds on the soul, but facing that invisible barrier, it seems that it can't sense Wuliang Zhenshen, and it is not as active as in the past battles, but a little lazy.

"Temple messenger?" The expression of Wuliang Zhenshen changed for the first time, as if he was thinking about something.

"Is it Zhou Yi who told you?"

"Those so-called [Temple messengers] are just soldiers created based on my original body."

"My real original body built the temple and split itself into seven clones."

"I am one of them."

Lu Changsheng also discovered the difference between Wuliang Zhenshen and [Temple messengers].

Those [Temple messengers] would not chat with him so much, just like robots.

He only executes pre-set orders, and will not react to enemies except killing them.

Is the true identity of Wuliang Zhenshen the clone of the Lord of the Temple?

The Lord of the Temple divided himself into seven parts, is he trying to match the seven gods of the past?

Even if he is divided into seven people, Wuliang Zhenshen still has such a strong sense of oppression, so how terrifying is his original body?

From a standpoint, whether it is the Temple or Wuliang Zhenshen, aren't they all my mortal enemies?

Why does he want to negotiate?

What can we talk about?

Many thoughts suddenly popped up in Lu Changsheng's mind, swirling together, making him confused.

Wuliang Zhenshen didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. He slowly retracted his right hand, letting the Ten Thousand Gods Sword hang less than ten feet away from him, and looked at Lu Changsheng quietly.

"Since you want to talk to me, let's talk."

"Let's start with the purpose of the temple. What exactly do you want?" Lu Changsheng couldn't figure out the other party's purpose, so he stopped thinking about it and asked directly.

"Didn't you know the purpose of 'we' creating the temple from the beginning?" Wuliang Zhenshen put his right hand on the hilt of the sword again and said calmly.

This time, he spoke in person.

Like a living person.

"'We' want to cut off the long river of fate for everyone, so that this world..."

"No new god will be born again."

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