Chapter 1611 Who objects?

"You want to live?"

Zhao Mu looked down at Wu Guogong lying on the ground and asked lightly.

"Yes, yes, I want to live, I don't want to die!"

Duke Wu vomited blood, but he didn't even bother to wipe it. He said quickly: "As long as you don't kill me, I can do whatever you ask me to do!"

"Really?"

Zhao Mu knelt down and gently stroked Wu Guogong's bloody hair with his fingers: "But what Pindao wants you to do can only be done if you die. What should I do?"

"What?"

Duke Wu was stunned.

"What, don't you understand?"

Zhao Mu smiled: "What Pindao said is that since you don't know what happened to your family master and don't know what information he wants from his soul, then you can only be useful to Pindao if you are dead, so..."

Zhao Mu stroked his hair with his fingers and gently placed them between Wu Guogong's eyebrows.

"No, no, no, I'm useful to you, I'm really useful to you!"

Wu Guogong's eyes were so frightened that he tried his best to search for useful information from his head.

Suddenly he shouted with joy: "By the way, I can tell you about the situation in the Central Death Demon Realm. I believe you must be interested there, right?"

"I am indeed interested, but..."

A faint light flashed on Zhao Mu's fingers: "I feel a powerful restriction in your sea of ​​consciousness."

"The existence of this restriction seems to restrict you from revealing information about the Demon Realm of Death to the outside world, and it also does not allow outsiders to search for your soul, otherwise you will immediately lose your soul."

"So, what can you tell Pindao?"

"I..." Wu Guogong opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Zhao Mu shook his head gently: "It seems that you are of no use to Pindao even if you are alive. If that's the case, then you might as well die!"

"No..." Wu Guogong screamed in horror.

But the light from Zhao Mu's fingertips was like a sharp sword, directly piercing his forehead and shooting into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Bang!

The unwillingness in Wu Guogong's widened eyes gradually dissipated, and finally his head fell to the ground feebly, lifeless.

The scene was completely silent, and everyone was silent and did not dare to speak.

The princes, looking at the body of Lord Wu lying on the ground, were so frightened that their legs became weak.

Is this... dead?

That was a master, so it would be too easy to die, right?

Seeing Zhao Mu still squatting in front of Wu Guogong's body, he seemed to be thinking about something?

Everyone could only stay there, not daring to make even the slightest sound for fear of disturbing Zhao Mu's thoughts.

"I actually feel...fear?"

Zhao Mu frowned slightly and withdrew his finger that was touching Duke Wu's brow.

The reason why he was at close range just now and directly penetrated Wu Guogong's consciousness sea with his own magic power was not only to kill Wu Guogong, but also to facilitate the feeling of the master's magic power in the opponent's body.

And at the moment when Wu Guogong died, he did feel the remnant of the master's magic power.

But just this trace of residual magic power made him tremble all over, and he felt a strong fear in his whole body.

This kind of fear is not due to the overwhelming power of the opponent's magic power. Although this magic power is indeed powerful, its level of existence far exceeds the scope of immortal cultivators.

But Zhao Mu clearly felt that his fear of the Lord's magic power did not come from his heart, but more from... his physical body!

That’s right, it’s the physical body!

Zhao Mu discovered that the moment he felt that trace of magic power, his body actually felt an instinctive fear.

It was as if his physical body had once seen the owner of that trace of mana, and a deep fear was left in every inch of flesh and blood.

"My physical body is actually afraid of the other person?"

Zhao Mu frowned slightly.

This demon clone of mine was made from the body of Ancient Emperor Xingyue.

Ancient Emperor Xingyue happened to die in the Central Death Demon Realm back then, and before his death, he spread the news that there was great terror in the Death Demon Realm.

Could it be that the Lord Wu Guogong mentioned was the great terror that Ancient Emperor Xingyue saw back then?

"A prophetic emperor is already troublesome enough. I didn't expect that a so-called lord will appear now. The troubles on Pindao's body are really endless one after another."

"But what is the origin of the empress's soul that actually interests the Lord? Is the so-called empress the emperor of any immortal country in history?"

Zhao Mu shook his head and stood up: "No matter who the empress is, she must have been extremely powerful during her lifetime. Otherwise, how could she have suppressed the Immortal Sect with her soul alone!"

"The empress, the lord of the Demon Realm of Death, and the manipulator behind the Immortal Sect... these three are probably legendary immortals!"

"By the way, there is also the refiner of the Wordless Heavenly Book, who should probably be an immortal."

"So, I seem to have connected with four of the five immortals that were revealed in the Wordless Heavenly Book without knowing it."

"Of course, this is just a guess. Maybe some of the four overlap, or they are not immortals at all, so the four who are connected to me are not the four."

"But it doesn't matter."

"The important thing is, since the number of times I have been in contact with immortals is increasing, does it mean that the day when I really meet the immortals is getting closer?"

Zhao Mu frowned slightly, but was not excited about the possibility of meeting an immortal.

For others, meeting an immortal may mean immortality.

But in his opinion, the good and evil of immortals are uncertain.

Once we meet, who knows if we will be killed by a sneeze from the other party!

So if possible, Zhao Mu thinks it is better not to meet.

At least, he should meet again after he has enough strength to ensure safety.

"Forget it, let's talk about the future later. Let's deal with the affairs of the Great Zhou Dynasty first!"

Zhao Mu's figure soared into the sky and came to the sky.

I saw that his body was full of mysterious Taoism, and he directly used the magic light method to project his figure in every corner of the South Region, so that everyone in the South Region could see him.

Then he took out Zhou Yu Niang's abdication edict and threw it lightly. The edict suddenly expanded rapidly, and every word on it was clearly projected into the eyes of everyone in the South Region with his magic light method.

Zhao Mu said calmly: "This is the abdication edict left by Zhou Yu Niang, the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, here with me. It clearly announced to the world that after she abdicates or dies, the throne will be abdicated to Jiang Sanchun."

"Now that Zhou Yu Niang is gone, I will use this abdication edict to announce to the world on her behalf that Jiang Sanchun will succeed the throne, hold the highest authority of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and rule the land of the Southern Region. Who objects?"

His tone was calm, but his voice instantly spread throughout the Southern Region, containing an irrefutable majesty.

After a short silence, the entire Southern Region responded with a tsunami of cheers.

"I will follow the decree of the Taoist Wanyu!"

"I will follow the decree of the late emperor!"

"We congratulate the new emperor on his ascension to the throne, and may our emperor enjoy eternal blessings and live as long as the sky!"

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