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Chapter 1780

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Wutian said indifferently, "Don't be so impatient. Let me finish first. You'll know that this isn't just about me."

Right away, Wutian explained briefly about Xuanyuan Ao wanting to read their memories.

The white-robed young man raised his brows and said in annoyance, "Xuanyuan Ao is truly bored out of his mind."

Wutian said, "I don't know if he's bored or not. I only know that we're on the same boat. Hurry and think of a solution with me. Otherwise, we'll all be finished in the end."

The white-robed young man said in frustration, "He wants to read everyone's memories. What can I think of?"

Wutian frowned.

It seemed like he had to think of a solution on his own.

However, what could he do?

The ancient castle fell into a dead silence!

Wutian thought of all possibilities but he eliminated them one by one in the end.

Was he truly at the end of his rope?

No!

He couldn't give up!

He had to think of a way to escape!

He tried his best to think. One idea after another flashed through his mind. He was racking his brains!

All of a sudden!

His eyes lit up!

He raised his head and looked at the white-robed young man. "I already have an idea."

The white-robed young man was delighted. "What idea?"

Wutian beckoned to him and the white-robed young man leaned over.

Immediately after, Wutian began whispering and the white-robed young man's eyes lit up gradually.

A moment later, Wutian smiled faintly. "How's my plan?"

The white-robed young man extended his thumb and praised, "Brilliant, truly brilliant. How is your brain so flexible? You can even think of such a lousy idea? No, no, this isn't a lousy idea. It's a brilliant plan that kills two birds with one stone! "

"Fufu."

Wutian smiled without saying anything.

When he saw Wutian's smug look, the white-robed young man could not help but roll his eyes. Opening his palms, the power of origin gushed and dozens of finger-sized Hearts of Origins condensed one after another.

Wutian was puzzled. "Why are you making so many?"

The white-clothed youth said, "So that I don't have to condense it for you every time. It's so troublesome."

Wutian revealed a look of understanding. With a wave of his hand, he put the dozens of Origin Cores into his spatial bracelet.

"Then let's follow the plan."

After the white-clothed young man finished speaking, he prepared to leave.

"Wait." Wutian called out to him and said indifferently, "All the treasures we obtain belong to me."

"No problem. I don't have any practical use for it anyway."

The young man in white agreed readily and then disappeared without a trace.

Thinking of a plan to escape, Wutian's heart relaxed a lot. He got up and walked towards the door, but at this moment, a familiar voice sounded from outside the tightly shut door: "Big brother Fu Chou, I have something to discuss with you, can I come in?"

"Ling Chenye?"

Wutian frowned and returned to his seat. With a flick of his sleeve, the door opened quickly. Ling Chenye stood outside the door like an ant on a hot pan, looking anxious and restless.

A trace of doubt flashed in Wutian's eyes, and he said indifferently, "Come in!"

Ling Chenye came in front of Wutian in a flash and said, "Big brother Fu Chou, please close the door."

Wutian waved his hand and the door quickly closed. Then, he asked, "What's the matter?"

Ling Chenye hesitated for a while, finally gritted his teeth, looked up at Wutian, and said, "Big brother Fu Chou, I want to tell you a secret, but you have to promise me first that you won't tell anyone else."

"Secret?"

Wutian was slightly stunned and wondered, "What secret?"

Ling Chenye said, "Promise me first."

Wutian shook his head and said, "Except for my friends and brothers, I never make any promises to anyone. In fact, you don't need to say it, I know what you want to tell me."

"You know?"

Ling Chenye was surprised.

Wutian said, "If I'm not wrong, you want to tell me that you're a woman, right?"

"How did you know?"

Ling Chenye was surprised.

Wutian did not answer and said, "This time, in order to find the thief, Lord Xuanyuan Ao decided to read everyone's memories. You're afraid of your identity being exposed, so you want to tell me this, hoping that I can help you get through this difficult time, right?"

"How do you know everything?"

Ling Chenye was tongue-tied and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Wutian said, "Because I've already known that you're a woman."

Ling Chenye's heart was full of disbelief.

She asked herself, her concealment was very good, which was confirmed by many people.

For example, the Third Palace Master, who had been with her for so many years, could not tell that she was a woman.

However, the masked man in front of her not only saw through her long ago, but also figured out the purpose of her visit this time. This IQ and insight were too amazing!

Such a terrifying person, no wonder he was valued so much by the Lord and the Inner Palace Master.

Ling Chenye calmed down and pleaded, "Big brother Fu Chou, since you already know, then I won't say anything more. Please help me."

Wutian said lightly, "If you can solve the doubts in my heart, I can consider helping you."

Ling Chenye asked, "What doubts?"

Wutian said, "Why did you disguise yourself as a man? What's your identity? "

Ling Chenye said, "Haven't I already said before that I'm a member of the Seven Kills Clan, but for some reason, I have an irreconcilable hatred with my clansmen. It's because of this that I disguise myself as a man."

Wutian said, "Don't fool me with these lies. You still have one last chance."

Ling Chenye said anxiously, "I'm really not lying."

"You've lost your last chance." Wutian got up, brushed past Ling Chenye, and walked towards the door.

Ling Chenye did not seem to see it. Her head was lowered, and her face and eyes were full of struggle.

In the end, she made up her mind and turned to look at Wutian's back, saying, "Okay, okay, I'll tell you."

Wutian asked without looking back, "The truth?"

At this moment, he was already in front of the door.

Ling Chenye quickly nodded and said, "This time, I'm definitely telling you the truth!"

Wutian finally stopped and turned to look at her, saying, "Say it!"

Ling Chenye said, "I'm from the Ancient Continent."

"Ancient Continent?" Wutian frowned.

Ling Chenye explained, "The Ancient Continent is the continent where the creatures of the Ancient Era lived."

"I see."

Wutian suddenly understood and asked, "Then why did you come to the Holy World?"

Ling Chenye shook her head and said, "I don't have any special purpose. I'm just curious about the legendary Holy World and wanted to take a look."

Wutian raised his eyebrows and said, "That's it?"

Ling Chenye nodded and said anxiously, "Brother Fu Chou, you have to believe me. I really don't have any purpose."

Wutian looked at her carefully. Other than being anxious, he did not find anything strange.

Wutian said with interest, "Tell me, what kind of world is the Ancient Continent?"

Ling Chenye said, "There's no difference between the Ancient Continent and the Holy World. The only difference is that the Ancient Continent is not as big as the Holy World, and there are not as many experts as the Holy World."

Wutian asked, "What's your status in the Ancient Continent?"

Ling Chenye smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Fu Chou, you think too highly of me. I'm just an Eighth Tribulation Divine Spirit. What status can I have?"

"I'm a little curious about the Ancient Continent. When this matter is over, tell me the details of the Ancient Continent." After saying that, Wutian waved his hand and the door of the ancient castle quickly opened.

Ling Chenye was pleasantly surprised and said, "So, Brother Fu Chou, you agree to help me?"

Wutian nodded and strode out of the ancient castle to the square.

There were already many people gathered in the square. It was bustling and noisy.

They were all members of the three halls. After receiving the message from the two hall masters, they immediately put down their work and rushed back to the Sacred Hall.

Moreover, there were many people who rushed over from the Sacred City intermittently.

However, when they saw Wutian walk out of the ancient castle, everyone fell silent.

Wutian glanced at the crowd, then sat on a chair in the square and closed his eyes to rest.

"Master, have you thought of a way?"

Luo Qiang's voice sounded in his mind.

"Don't worry, it will be fine."

Hearing Wutian's response, Luo Qiang and Zhang Shi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed!

The members of the three halls outside had all returned. There were a total of more than 4,000 people.

In the morning, the Third Hall Master and the First Hall Master also returned one after another.

The two went straight to Wutian's side and sat on a chair beside him.

However, the First Hall Master's face was a little ugly.

Wutian opened his eyes and looked at the two hall masters. He was puzzled and asked, "What happened again?"

The First Hall Master said angrily, "I don't know what happened, but Ru Feng is dead!"

"Dead?"

Wutian was slightly stunned and asked, "How do you know?"

The First Hall Master said in a deep voice, "I exchanged Divine Sense Imprints with him before. But just three days ago, when I was preparing to send him a message, I actually discovered that his Divine Sense Imprint actually already disappeared!"

Wutian hurriedly sunk his Divine Sense into the Earth Elephant Token. Indeed, he really did not find Di Tian's Divine Sense Imprint.

What was going on?

His brows raised.

But in the blink of an eye, he figured it out.

Thinking about it, it must have been Di Tian who crushed the Earth Elephant Token himself.

When a person was killed, the Divine Sense Imprint would disappear. Similarly, if the Earth Elephant Token was destroyed, the Divine Sense Imprint would also collapse and dissipate.

As for Di Tian's goal in doing so, it was probably to create the illusion of death.

This way, Ru Feng this identity would be ashes to ashes, dust to dust, no longer existing.

However, the First Hall Master thinking so highly of Di Tian was somewhat out of his expectations.

Wutian looked at the First Hall Master who was seething with anger and sighed. "The dead can't be revived. My condolences, First Hall Master."

The First Hall Master nodded. However, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He said furiously, "It wasn't easy for me to find a good seedling but he was actually killed. How outrageous! Don't let me find out who it was or I'll definitely kill him!"

Wutian could not help but laugh secretly. He did not know how Di Tian would feel after hearing those words. He asked, "Do you guys know when Lord Xuanyuan Ao will return?"

The Third Hall Master said, "Lord God of War is extremely powerful and there's no need for him to search their souls one by one. Now that three days have passed, he should be back soon!"

In the evening, Xuanyuan Ao descended above the square with a grim expression.

"Greetings, Lord God of War!"

Everyone stood up and bowed.

"Yes."

Xuanyuan Ao replied and landed in front of Wutian and the other two.

The First Hall Master asked, "Lord God of War, what's the result?"

Xuanyuan Ao said in a deep voice, "I've read everyone's memories, even the ferocious beasts. However, I found nothing. Now, I'm starting to suspect that the person behind this is most likely in the Inner Palace and the Sacred Hall!"

Xuanyuan Ao swept his gaze across the four thousand people present and his eyes shone coldly.

[The third chapter is being written and will be released later.]

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