If nothing went wrong, this special spot of light represented Xu Peng.
The biggest difference between him and the masses was that he was a god of the underworld.
Chen Luoyang used the Great Plague Divine Eye in his hand, which was also formed from the power of the underworld, to capture the other's uniqueness.
Of course, the Great Plague Divine Eye alone was not enough.
Firstly, Xu Peng was not the only god of the underworld in the mortal world. At least, Han Mei was there.
Secondly, the god of the underworld was blessed by the heavens and was not easily detected.
Thus, to lock onto the other, Chen Luoyang had to do something else.
The talisman he had given the other came from the yellow earth talisman, processed by the "illusion" Heavenly Tome.
Directly using the green wood talisman would be easily detected.
Even without considering the problem of the god of the underworld, Xu Peng's strength and talent were at the top of the mortal world.
With the yellow earth talisman, which was also an emperor's talisman, and the "illusion" Heavenly Tome, the risk was much lower.
Chen Luoyang looked at the special spot of light and touched it, turning it into a "fruit" on the Divine Tree of Creation.
There was a figure in the "fruit," obscured by the light.
It was Xu Peng.
The indifferent black-clothed youth did not make any big moves, but observed the surroundings in Silence.
Ever since he had bid farewell to the slovenly daoist on the East Sea, he had not paid attention to the talisman and only observed.
In his heart, he did not believe the daoist.
After a few days, the so-called master had not made any moves, which seemed to confirm Xu Peng's suspicions.
But today, a mysterious power had suddenly appeared, causing him to leave the mortal world in reality, as if he had arrived in an independent illusory world.
Before him was an extremely large, lush, and full of life, towering divine tree.
According to the slovenly daoist, this should be the legendary talisman left by the emperor that had transformed into a divine tree … Xu Peng thought to himself.
He had immediately resisted when he had been pulled, but had not succeeded. Now, he was not in a hurry.
The daoist had said that even the "Mad Emperor" Bie Donglai could not resist this pull. Xu Peng had been suspicious, but now it seemed that this divine tree was indeed extraordinary.
Since the other had pulled him here, there should be more.
Therefore, Xu Peng simply calmed down and waited.
Soon, the light that enveloped him sent him into the palace-like treehouse.
Xu Peng looked across the round table at the figure shrouded in light.
He tried to see through the other's appearance, but failed.
"Welcome, my guest."
The figure shrouded in light spoke up.
"How should I address you?" Xu Peng remained calm and walked to the round table and sat down calmly.
"You can call me Mr. Zun," Chen Luoyang, who was shrouded in light, said in a gentle tone.
Xu Peng looked around. There were only the two of them in the hall.
Logically speaking, in a place like this, other guests would not pretend to be the owner of this place.
The figure in front of him was undoubtedly the so-called "Mister Zun".
But who was this person's true identity?
Xu Peng calmly looked at the other party. "Sir, why did you bring me here?"
"You're exaggerating when you say you're giving me advice." Mister Zun shook his head, "I like to make friends, and I also like to provide help to my friends. Everyone is mutually beneficial."
A warm and peaceful gaze fell on Xu Peng. "For example, you seem to be in some trouble right now?"
Xu Peng did not hide anything. "Indeed."
He met Mister Zun's gaze. "It's a big trouble, so big that I think you will also find trouble with me."
"That means that you know too little about me, little friend." Mister Zun's voice seemed to carry a hint of a smile. "I don't like to be enemies with others, but I'm more willing to make new friends."
On Xu Peng's cold face, the corner of his mouth moved upwards, revealing a smile that was unknown whether it was sarcasm or self-mockery.
"I don't understand what you're saying. As far as I know, helping me is equivalent to making countless enemies out of thin air."
The smile on the black-clothed youth's face disappeared. "Especially Supreme Zun, and not just the Supreme Zun of the Mortal World."
"Although it's a pity, I can't be friends with them." Mister Zun's tone was as calm as ever.
Xu Peng's heart suddenly moved.
He looked at Mister Zun in front of him, and his gaze suddenly became deep. "Sir, are you also the God of the Netherworld?"
"Little friend, you misunderstood." Mister Zun seemed to be smiling. "I'm just a person who doesn't mind the identity of a friend. To make friends, the most important thing is to hit it off."
Xu Peng was silent, and there was no joy or anger on his face. It was hard to tell whether he believed Mister Zun's words or not.
After a long while, he spoke again. "Sir, just now you said that it's mutually beneficial, but I don't know what you need me to do?"
Mister Zun smiled indifferently. "Currently, the guests who come here, I'm asking them to help me pay attention to traces related to the Human Emperor."
Xu Peng's expression did not change. "Sir, do you suspect that the Human Emperor has not really fallen?"
"It doesn't matter if he has fallen. As long as it's related to him, it's fine." Mister Zun said. "In return, I'm also happy to provide help to them."
Xu Peng tried to figure out the other party's wording. "What you want me to do is different from them?"
Mister Zun smiled. "If it's you, little friend, I want to ask you to help me pay attention to other Gods of the Netherworld. Similarly, as long as it's related traces or things, it's fine."
Xu Peng's pupils slightly contracted.
The other party obviously wanted to use him. With his temperament, he was not happy to be ordered around by others. At worst, he would just break up and die in battle.
But this Mister Zun actually wanted him to look for other Gods of the Netherworld?
"I'm not sure."
After pondering for a while, Xu Peng opened his mouth to answer.
"I believe in your ability. As long as there aren't too many trivial matters bothering you, you'll definitely bring me a surprise." Mister Zun was still calm.
Xu Peng fell silent again.
At the moment, it could indeed be said to be trivial matters.
His identity as the God of the Netherworld was exposed. Although it was said that he was surrounded by enemies in the Mortal World, it was actually not that exaggerated. At least, it was not that exaggerated at the moment.
"Dragon King" Xu Peng was at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm.
In the Mortal World, those who dared to say that they would definitely win against him were the giant powerhouses of the Martial Venerable Realm.
In fact, if he could unscrupulously use his "White Bone" God of the Netherworld's power, even some giant powerhouses would not be able to defeat him one-on-one.
Therefore, in the Mortal World, there were actually not many people who really dared to cause trouble for him.
But the problem was the legendary Supreme Martial Artist.
Not to mention that the Supreme Martial Artist would personally take action, as long as he gave the order, Xu Peng's situation in the Mortal World would immediately become bad.
Many giant powerhouses would be ordered to take action. At that time, not many people would follow the rules. Everyone would join forces and attack together. Naturally, Xu Peng would not be able to resist.
Although there was no big movement at the moment, in fact, the entire Mortal World was surging with undercurrents. All forces were secretly paying attention to his whereabouts.
The Supreme Martial Artist rarely cared about the affairs of the Mortal World. At the same time, there were fewer rules. In turn, there were fewer opportunities for everyone to make contributions in front of the Supreme Martial Artist.
Now that there was an opportunity, many people were naturally excited.
Although Xu Peng was strong, the risk of encircling him was limited.
Wouldn't the Supreme Martial Artist personally slap him at any time?
This was also the problem that Xu Peng was most worried about.
It was safer for Heavenly Demon Ye to fight alone in the Mortal World than him. At least, he did not have to worry about the Supreme Martial Artist suddenly descending from the sky.
However, it was also difficult to hide from the Mortal World.
As far as Xu Peng knew, the rulers of the other realms, including the Underworld Venerable of the Underworld Realm, also could not tolerate the God of the Netherworld.
Perhaps, only a place like the Xian Tian Tomb opened by the Xian Tian Palace would be able to provide him a place to hide. But how could such a place be easy to find?
"I am not sure." Xu Peng repeated his previous words, "I can only try my best."
"Very good." Mister Venerable didn't seem to be dissatisfied, "I look forward to your good news, little friend. In the Mortal World, you can walk as much as you want. If there is any trouble, I will naturally help you."
He smiled and looked at Xu Peng, "Here, I will gather all the guests and friends together every once in a while. Although everyone's identity is confidential, we can still help each other and trade fairly. If you are interested, maybe you can also encounter what you want."
"Thank you," Xu Peng nodded.
Coming out of the "tree house" and returning to the real world of the Mortal World, Xu Peng stood among the Cang Mountains and did not speak for a long time.
He took out the talisman left by Daoist Half Sea.
The part about Mister Venerable that the other party had said at the beginning had been verified.
Then, what about the part about the Supreme Martial Artist?
…
In the main altar of the Ancient God, Chen Luoyang's consciousness also withdrew from the Divine Tree of Creation.
He threw the Great Plague Divine Eye into the air.
Daoist Half Sea's clone caught it again.
Next, it was up to Xu Peng to decide.
The other party was determined, had his own pride, and had his own opinions.
But whether Xu Peng concentrated on making friends with the Supreme Martial Artist or being a double agent for the Supreme Martial Artist, the result was the same for him.
In contrast, Chen Luoyang was more concerned about the other Netherworld Gods.
Looking at the empty hall, his eyes were dim.
The time of the battle with Young Master Tian was getting closer and closer.
And apart from Young Master Tian, the other Supremes also had their own ideas.
Such a strong enemy was likely to be more than one.
These Netherworld Gods, who grew rapidly and seemed to have unlimited potential, might become natural helpers …
However, to be able to make the Supremes of the Six Realms so afraid, the Netherworld Gods were naturally dangerous.
He had to be careful of nurturing a tiger, and he needed more understanding and research.
Chen Luoyang closed his eyes and rested, his fingers lightly tapping on the armrest of the chair.
A moment later, the tapping suddenly stopped.
He opened his eyes.
If there was no Eastern Zhou spy in the upper echelons of the Green Bull Temple, then who could have leaked the secret that the temple master was not in the Mortal World?
Chen Luoyang was sure that there was no problem on his side.
Bie Donglai and Ying Qingqing in the Dark Cave did not leak the secret.
In that case, it must be Jiang Yi, who had survived.
Did he tell the old Sword Immortal or the Empress of Eastern Zhou about what happened in the Dark Cave?
Chen Luoyang frowned slightly, his intuition telling him that something was wrong.
Regarding Jiang Yi, there seemed to be a lot of fog in front of him.
This caused a lot of information to be lost, affecting his grasp of the situation.
Chen Luoyang began to seriously consider whether he should use the dark golden nectar in the white jade bottle to get information about Jiang Yi.
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