Chapter 387 The Eleventh Prince
Wang Nannan's soul followed the deadpool's movement. The other party circled around the official's mansion for several circles, and his face suddenly changed.
His expression was a little flustered, but he quickly concealed it. Like the monks on the street, he followed closely and moved away from here.
Wang Nannan followed secretly and soon found the other party's gathering place.
It was also a roadside property located in Fengyun City. It looked plain and unpretentious. No one would have thought that these deadpools lived here.
Even if Wang Nannan's soul had swept here before, he didn't care about them.
There was no way. These dead warriors were just ordinary monks. If the other party didn't take the initiative, it would be impossible to tell them apart.
But now that the other party has appeared, Wang Nannan will never let him go.
The power of the curse was activated, and the other deadpools were also infected in an instant.
Several deadpools were covered in black, and their skin fell off inch by inch until they died.
Wang Nannan didn't question them, and didn't even show up, because these deadpools couldn't tell him anything.
The Tianji technique failed to trace the source, and the other party seemed to have a way to cover up the Tianji.
"Wang Chuanfu pays respect to the ancestor." Wang Chuanfu followed the induction of the family token alone and found Wang Nannan, and naturally saw the dark ashes on the ground.
As a person who can serve as the head of a Dao, how could he not know what happened?
"Thank you for the blessing of the ancestor." Wang Chuanfu knelt again.
"I came here to protect you this time, and you don't have to kneel all the time." Wang Nannan helped him up. The generation of Chuan and Nan was separated by Tai, Yun, and Kai, and it was not wrong for the other party to call him the ancestor.
"Just treat me as if I don't exist, and do what you should do." Wang Nannan added.
Wang Chuanfu's official position is very important to the Wang family. The Wang family migrated mortals to Daos outside Huangtian Dao, and Wang Chuanfu could provide good shelter, especially the Liuyun Dao he was in charge of, which now has a large number of Wang family mortals settled.
"With me here, don't worry about being assassinated." Wang Nannan continued to comfort him.
After sending the other party away, he stayed temporarily in the inn closest to the official's mansion, so that he could rush over in time.
Day after day, Wang Chuanfu was assassinated several times, but Wang Nannan blocked them all. The Dali Temple of the Dakang Dynasty also came to inquire about the situation many times, but they just left after being evaded.
Wang Nannan was originally very angry about the perfunctory attitude of the Dali Temple, but when Wang Nuo sent the news, his anger was mostly gone.
Since the first official was assassinated and broke the bottom line, it has been completely out of control. Officials in many places have fallen one after another. Not to mention one Dali Temple, a hundred Dali Temples can't handle it!
However, no matter how chaotic it is, the Dakang Dynasty will not be overturned, because the Dakang Emperor, who is in the Mahayana period, is just in seclusion and has not fallen.
As long as the Dakang Emperor is alive, the Dakang Dynasty will not fall. This is absolute strength!
On the contrary, it is getting more and more chaotic, which shows that the parties have entered the most intense moment, and it is not far from the winner.
"Let's hang on! Let's see who can outlast whom?" Wang Nannan sat cross-legged in the inn, completely hiding his state.
To be on the safe side, the domain completely covers Fengyun City. Unless a stronger person takes action, Wang Nannan will definitely be able to protect Wang Chuanfu.
What the Wang family can do now is to survive as much as possible in this struggle and support the princelings to win, so that they can get enough benefits.
Wang Nannan was not idle either. While protecting Wang Chuanfu, he practiced several inheritances, those five-grade perfect inheritances.
A few days later, Wang Nannan was holding a bloody head in his hand, his face gloomy.
Now these guys, instead of assassinating Wang Chuanfu, came straight to him!
Come on, what's the point of letting a Yuanying cultivator die?
And this deadpool is a bit strange, with no breath on his body, but it's not because of the practice. If it weren't for his spiritual consciousness evolving into a Yuanshen, it would be really difficult to find the other party.
"If there is one, there will be two. I believe you will come again." Wang Nannan's mouth corners raised, he was ready.
Next time, he must capture one alive, at least find some common points to facilitate his use of the power of witchcraft.
He simply arranged the place where he lived to prevent the other party from committing suicide here.
Sure enough, that night, a deadpool was stepped on by Wang Nannan.
This time, the realm was higher, and it was a deadpool in the God Transformation Stage. Like the previous one, there was no breath on his body.
"In my domain, it is a luxury for you to want to die." Wang Nannan showed his big teeth and smiled evilly.
"You should know my identity! But you probably didn't expect that I actually broke through to the Void Refining Stage."
Wang Nannan looked at the silent deadpool, who was completely suppressed and couldn't even use his spiritual consciousness.
He kept using his soul to search for the characteristics of this God Transformation cultivator and the Yuanying deadpool during the day, hoping to find common ground.
From inside to outside, from outside to inside, he searched over and over again countless times, and finally found what he wanted.
In the mind of this captured deadpool in the God Transformation Stage, there is a layer of restriction, which is the basis for controlling the deadpool.
However, this layer of restriction is very profound, and Wang Nannan can't break it.
But it doesn't matter. Wang Nannan doesn't want to crack it. He just wants to use it as a medium to curse the monk behind Deadpool.
After the fifth-grade sorcerer's inheritance was completed, Wang Nannan learned many methods. As long as he caught a flaw, he could curse other monks remotely. It was easy.
Wang Nannan made up his mind and spent 5,000 lifespans to increase the power of the curse and inject all of it into this layer of restriction.
If you want to remove the power of the curse this time, even a sixth-grade sorcerer can be exhausted to death.
The most important thing is that Wang Nannan has lived for hundreds of years and really doesn't know the existence of other sorcerers, so this curse is almost unsolvable.
The power of the curse was fully released, and the captured Deadpool in the Spiritualization Stage had empty eyes, and then his body turned into dust in an instant and drifted away.
Wang Nannan's soul followed these dusts and crossed over, and saw many Deadpools hiding in various places, one by one suddenly showed pain, and then in full view of the public, their bodies turned into black ashes.
Wang Nannan roughly calculated that more than 800 Deadpools were killed by the power of the curse, and the strongest reached the peak of the Spiritualization Stage.
As for the person behind the Deadpool, Wang Nannan also found it.
"Eleventh Prince!" Wang Nannan's soul scanned the surroundings, and the confidant of the Eleventh Prince was sipping tea in a house.
"What a pity, the eight hundred deadpools have used up their curse power, otherwise you wouldn't have survived." Wang Nannan retracted his soul and did not act rashly.
After all, he had lived in the imperial capital for a few years and had heard Wang Nuo talk about a lot of things about the royal family. The eleventh prince was considered a very radical one among the descendants of Emperor Dakang, and he had been at odds with the crown prince since childhood.
It was said that he was assassinated when he was a child, and the crown prince left him and ran away alone. Since then, the eleventh prince has become a little "perverted".