There was no need to doubt the strength of Beast King's palm. This grab was just a test, and Odd Zhuo stood at the very front, doing his best to withstand the powerful wind pressure caused by the falling palm.
The result was as expected.
Just as Beast King's palm was about to reach Odd Zhuo, a golden light was released from the long johns Odd Zhuo was wearing and repelled Beast King's palm.
The Sacred Beast King frowned and looked at his palm.
This golden light made his hand go numb, and it hurt like chili oil had been smeared on his palm. Although it wasn't sharp, it was very persistent, as if it was a warning to him that it was best not to try to get any closer.
That was right …
This was the aura of Heavenly Dao …
Beast King narrowed his eyes and didn't choose to attack again. Instead, he looked deeply at Odd Zhuo in front of him. "Who are you?" At the same time, he also noticed Little Silver in the crowd. Although Little Silver was still in human form, Beast King was confident that he couldn't be wrong about the strong aura of holy beast blood that Little Silver gave off.
There was actually still a living holy beast …
Devil King's face was cloudy, and it was impossible to tell whether it was sad or happy.
"We're very sorry to interrupt Your Majesty's game, but the purpose of our trip is to have a good talk with Your Majesty," Wang Ming said.
"There's nothing to talk about. If there's nothing else, please leave. Don't disturb my game," Devil King directly refused.
"It looks like Your Majesty is worried about something," Wang Ming said again.
Devil King turned his head and raised his eyelids at Wang Ming with great interest.
He could see that this was just a human who didn't have the slightest hint of spirit energy on him, but he could guess what the other party was thinking.
"You can read minds?" Devil King was skeptical.
Wang Ming smiled. "Of course."
He thought that this was simply nonsense … Now that they had snuck into Beast King's game world, it was equivalent to invading his mind, so Wang Ming could use his mind to explore some of Beast King's shallow memories.
After the holy beasts were exterminated, Devil King had gone into seclusion for a thousand years, and had no idea that the combination of cultivation and science in the outside world had already reached such an unfathomable level.
But this was Wang Ming.
A scientific cultivation magic artifact made by an average person might not be as practical as Wang Ming's.
Devil King's interest in Wang Ming was piqued, and he seemed to have become a little more patient. "Then, what do you want to know?"
"Lord Beast King knows very well what we want to know."
Wang Ming quickly replied, "Looking at His Majesty Beast King's expression, you should already be aware that there is still a surviving holy beast in our ranks. Doesn't His Majesty Beast King have something to say?"
"I didn't expect that there would be a Holy Beast that survived the calamity back then. I remember that the Silver Horned Beast Clan was the last clan to go extinct. To think that their descendants still exist. This year, someone has finally offered incense to the graves of the Silver Horned Beasts. "
Little Silver: "…"
However, at the mention of what happened back then, the Devil King's expression became a little ugly. "I know you want to ask about the specific reason behind the extinction of the holy beasts back then. However, no matter who acted, they couldn't do anything about it … Our holy beast race was destined to face this calamity. It was unavoidable."
Sure enough, it wasn't as simple as he had imagined …
Hearing Devil King's words, everyone in the field pondered in their hearts.
In the outside world, the official conclusion was that President Bai had instigated rumors back then, falsely claiming that the blood and hearts of holy beasts had a powerful nourishing effect and could help cultivators comprehend the power of Heavenly Dao.
Thus, holy beasts had been hunted and killed on a large scale back then.
President Bai had also taken advantage of the chaos to achieve his goal, which was to create the "Wuji Umbrella," this powerful spatial magic artifact.
Listening to the Devil King's tone, he had probably known long ago that the holy beast race would be wiped out, but perhaps for some reason, he hadn't been able to do anything to stop it.
That was why he had shut himself in this game.
Wang Ming guessed that Qin Lang only knew a little about this matter.
There was another reason why Devil King had shut himself in this game, and it wasn't simply because he was autistic or because he didn't want to come out.
"You can't defy fate. Defying Heavenly Dao will never end well." After a long while, the Devil King heaved a long sigh.
"All along, His Majesty Beast King has been thinking of a solution on his own. If you share your worries with us, it might not necessarily end badly," Wang Ming comforted him.
You can't defy fate, and even more so Heavenly Dao …
Wang Ling had told him about this a long time ago.
Although he hadn't truly come into contact with Heavenly Dao, Wang Ming actually didn't know any less about it than a real cultivator.
It was true that Heavenly Dao was terrifying.
But …
He had Wang Ling!
Devil King glanced at Wang Ming, then stared at the sky with the Holy King Eye, where a crack had actually appeared out of thin air. A five-colored glass box slowly spat out from the crack.
"This is?" Wang Ming frowned.
Wang Ling One was telling him that this box was very dangerous!
"Heavenly Dao Treasure Box."
Devil King said, "Back then, it was the Almighty senior who gave me the box that told me that the holy beast race was bound to be wiped out."
"Someone looked for His Majesty Beast King?"
"That's right." Devil King nodded. "That senior was extremely powerful … He and I weren't in the same dimension at all."
Everyone was stupefied at these words.
Not in the same dimension at all …
The strongest realm in the outside world now was ninth level True Immortal.
Above that was Venerated Immortal.
Beast King's strength was equivalent to that of a Venerated Immortal.
If the person who had given Beast King the Heavenly Dao Treasure Box was even more powerful … it seemed that this person was indeed an expert!
But Devil King was a little speechless at the reactions of Wang Ming and the others.
This bunch of people were clearly weaklings, but after hearing his story, they actually didn't react at all?
That was a super expert who far surpassed Venerated Immortals …
"I said that this person's strength wasn't in the same dimension as mine, aren't you surprised?" This time, Devil King was truly alarmed. Had he run into a bunch of fools?
"Oh …"
Wang Ming and the others nodded cooperatively, their faces unruffled. "If it's really as His Majesty Beast King says, then it's really shocking! Very scary! "
Devil King: "…"
After all, everyone here had witnessed Wang Ling's extraordinary abilities.
So when Devil King told them about the Almighty's past, they were already as calm as usual …
Devil King rubbed his head, feeling a headache coming on. "Back then, that senior told me that the extinction of the holy beasts was inevitable and unchangeable. The only thing that could be done was to salvage the situation. He gave me the Heavenly Dao Treasure Box and told me that as long as I could unlock its secret, there was still a chance that the holy beast race would be reborn after it was wiped out. I've been immersed in this game all these years precisely because I was following the senior's knowledge and looking for the password to unlock the treasure box. "
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