In line with the principle of killing wrongly rather than letting go, the group of first-class aristocrats planned to wipe out the suspicious servant.
At that time, the Demon Ancestor was in a dilemma.
Should he continue to explain to them, or …
Time did not allow him to think too much because Jun Changxiao took the initiative to solve all the problems.
"Pa!"
The communicator fell.
There was a picture of the Demon Ancestor on it, and it had been sent over.
This meant that the other party had informed the relevant departments before he died to investigate the servant number 9527.
"Jun Changxiao!"
The Demon Ancestor roared, "I'm going to die because of you!"
A group of aristocratic warriors were killed, and his picture was sent over. He would definitely be identified as the murderer.
After living in the Star Spirit World for more than ten years, the Demon Ancestor knew that the servant would be punished as long as he made a mistake, especially killing a first-class aristocrat. He would definitely be sentenced to death!
It's over.
It's all over.
"Huff huff!" Thinking that he was going to die before he could make a comeback, the Demon Ancestor was suddenly emboldened. He gathered sinister power in his palm and looked at Jun Changxiao with bloodshot eyes.
Ten years ago.
Because all his plans had failed.
Ten years later.
And because he could not wait for revenge!
Kill!
Kill!
New hatred and old hatred filled his mind. The Demon Ancestor no longer cared about how strong Jun Changxiao was. He raised his hand and attacked!
It seemed irrational.
In fact, he had caught the best flaw.
Because … that guy was bending down to loot the bag.
"Boom —"
Dust flew and the ground shook.
The Demon Ancestor maintained his attacking posture. His fist was stuck to Jun Changxiao's back. It was obvious that he had caught the flaw and hit it. However, his angry face gradually distorted. He then took a few steps back. His left hand held his right wrist and he screamed like a pig being slaughtered.
"Ah —"
The punch just now was like hitting a steel plate.
"What are you doing?"
Jun Changxiao took back the aristocratic warrior's spatial ring and turned around with a harmless face.
"…"
The Demon Ancestor squatted on the ground in pain and roared in his heart, "How strong is this guy? He's unscathed even when I'm not on guard!"
"I'll talk."
Jun Changxiao said, "You are the grand ancestor of the Demonic Tribe, are you really willing to be a lowly person in the Star Spirit World?"
"It's all your fault!" roared the Fiend Ancestor.
Jun Changxiao said, "Since we're from the same hometown, I'll help you get out of this predicament."
"Hmph."
The Fiend Ancestor sneered, "You think I'll believe that?"
He did not believe that Jun Changxiao would help him. If he did, there must be a purpose behind it.
True enough.
Jun Changxiao held his chin and said, "I'm very curious. What method did the Star Spirit World use to forcefully stuff a soul into a corpse?"
"…"
The Demon Ancestor's face sank. "You want to study me?"
"Not bad!"
"You're the one who caused me to end up like this. Even if I die, I won't cooperate!"
Swish — — —
As soon as the Demon Ancestor finished speaking, he disappeared. Not only was he sent to the Eternal World, but he was also sent to the Tianyuan Prison Pagoda.
Well done.
It was arranged.
Readers who were familiar with Erya's power could already imagine that the Demon Ancestor was going to be tortured. After all, no one could come out of the Pagoda of Confinement unyieldingly.
…
Swish!
Swish!
Not long after, at the scene where the first-class aristocrat was killed, several powerful old men landed. They looked at the flesh and blood scattered all over the ground, and their eyes turned cold. They said, "The murderer must be 9527."
These people were from the Law Enforcement Hall.
Just now, they received the portrait of the corpse servant sent by the first-class aristocrat and investigated the identity. However, the connection was suddenly cut off, so they hurriedly sent someone to investigate.
Sigh.
The Demon Ancestor was sure to take the blame.
By the way, where was Jun Changxiao?
He had already left the scene of the murder and was sitting cross-legged on a mountain peak. He slowly released his spiritual senses and carefully observed everything in the Star Spirit World.
This first-class plane was stronger than the Eternal World and the Heaven Crossing World in terms of the nature of heaven and earth and the landscape of the mountains and rivers. It could be considered a top upper level.
"Hmm?"
Jun Changxiao found the closest city to him.
Judging from the city gate, the scale was not too big, but the creatures living inside were very strong. Warriors at the Truth Seeking Realm could be seen everywhere.
"There are so many Truth Seeking Realm warriors in such a small city." Jun Changxiao said, "Isn't a top city even more terrifying?"
He continued to explore the city.
Gradually, Gou Sheng found that there were barracks outside the city and soldiers were training in the drill ground.
He kept changing positions and discovering new cities. Although the local customs were different, they all had barracks, giving people the feeling that everyone was a soldier.
Of course.
There were also many shipyards of different specifications.
Jun Changxiao watched a few newly built starship fly up from afar and said, "If I can get their manufacturing plans, I should be able to increase the production speed."
In fact, as far as the Sect of All Times was concerned, they already had the ability to build a starship. They only lacked professional blueprints and indispensable materials.
"This kind of ore is of extraordinary quality."
In the warehouse of a shipyard, Jun Changxiao held a stone and carefully examined it.
"Who is it?"
A warrior patrolling outside noticed him.
However, when he rushed in, he was already gone.
As for the ore used to build the starship, it was all gone.
…
In the next few days.
Jun Changxiao wandered in the Star Spirit World like a ghost, using almost three chapters to understand the whole world in depth.
Indeed.
Technology was maxed out.
Many cities had teleportation formations.
Shipyards and military factories could be seen everywhere.
If there were any special circumstances, they could quickly gather a large force. If they launched an invasion, they could also quickly form a huge fleet.
"It's a bit tricky."
At first, Jun Changxiao thought that after gathering enough information, he would directly attack the Star Spirit World, but now he could only think twice. Because with the combat strength of the Eternal World, they might not be able to destroy this plane.
Especially!
There were also many corpses.
The special thing about the Star Spirit World was not that there were many shipyards, barracks, and soldiers, but that there were corpses.
It could be said that this was the label.
In the past few days of Jun Changxiao's investigation, he found that from small villages to large cities, there were corpses engraved with numbers. They could be servants, servants, or fighters. There were a lot of them and they were absolutely obedient.
"If there's a fight."
The System said, "All the corpses in the Star Spirit World will be mobilized."
"Yes."
Jun Changxiao said, "This is what I'm worried about."
Corpses were just corpses. Even if they were killed, their souls would still exist, and they could be continuously produced. Even if they were not strong, they were top-level cannon fodder.
"If the corpses can lose their power, there should be no problem," the System said.
"So we have to research it as soon as possible."
Jun Changxiao merged into the Pagoda of Prison and came to the cell where the Demon Ancestor was imprisoned. Through the crack of the door, he saw Erya waving the whip hard and listening to the beautiful music made by the screams. A smile gradually appeared on his face.
"Warden!"
Zhao Doudou said, "This guy fainted again!"
"Little Lulu, wake him up!"
"Splash — — —"
A basin of cold water hit, waking up the fainted Demon Ancestor. Then he painfully raised his head and looked at Jun Changxiao through the crack of the door. He said weakly, "I … I will cooperate …"
On the same day.
The half-dead Demon Ancestor was sent to the Array Hall. Then, he was tied up and laid on the bed. There was a light shining on top of him, making it difficult for him to open his eyes.
"Ta ta ta!"
The various elders and hall masters of the Sect of All Times gathered around.
They were wearing white coats and masks. They communicated with each other in low voices, just like a group of surgeons discussing how to operate on the patient.
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