Looking at Su Ziyang, Drunken Night's body couldn't help but tremble.
How could he not know about Thanos's ferocious reputation?
If he was locked up and restrained by him, he wouldn't be able to die or escape.
He might as well die.
Seeing the players who called him brothers disappear completely, Drunken Night cursed in his heart.
At the critical moment, they weren't brothers enough.
He originally wanted to escape first and leave them behind, but his legs felt like they were filled with lead, and he couldn't move at all.
"You don't have to do it!"
With that, Drunken Night picked up his longsword, turned on suicide mode, aimed at his neck, and stabbed it in.
"Stab!"
A sound rang out.
"This sword is so useful!"
With that, Drunken Night turned into a shadow and rushed into the sky, disappearing.
Su Ziyang looked at this scene in a daze, his face full of shock.
"There's actually such a thing?"
Su Ziyang murmured, a look of embarrassment on his face.
It seemed that his ferocious reputation had spread here. It would be a bit difficult to accept disciples and absorb their strength as Thanos!
Could it be that he had to use Nie Xiaoqian's identity?
No!
Thinking of cross-dressing, Su Ziyang's body trembled.
If he lost his pillar, would he still be a man?
It seemed that it was normal to lose his pillar after cross-dressing.
Being a woman for once didn't seem to be a problem, right?
No, no.
How could a man become a woman!
Su Ziyang was conflicted.
At the same time, he thought about having countless disciples and becoming his leeks.
At the same time, he thought about the many disadvantages of cross-dressing.
For example, should he use the men's or women's toilet?
Would his period come, and what should he do if it came?
...
The more he thought about it, the more Su Ziyang's head hurt.
"I don't believe that I, Thanos, can't get a disciple in such a big Western Empire!"
"There are thousands of ways, but there has to be one that works!"
Su Ziyang murmured and secretly made a decision.
"Sir, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? "
At this time, Ying Ling's voice woke Su Ziyang up.
"I'm fine, let's go!" Su Ziyang said.
"Yes!"
Then, Su Ziyang grabbed Ying Ling's hand and rushed forward.
Half a day later.
The two of them stopped, standing on a mountain peak.
"My Lord, the Weirdo Valley is just ahead. That's where our people live."
The two of them stood on a hill. Ying Ling pointed at the bottom of the hill and said.
Hearing this, Su Ziyang frowned and stared at the valley, his gaze unwavering.
The valley was shrouded in a layer of blood mist.
This blood mist had the ability to devour a person's cultivation. Ordinary people would not be able to escape from it.
The Astrals were probably in big trouble.
He was also a member of the Spirit Race. How could he allow others to be so impudent to his own people?
After a long while, Su Ziyang withdrew his gaze and looked at Ying Ling seriously.
"Ying Ling, you stay here. No matter what happens, don't go down. I'm going to check it out. Do you understand?" Su Ziyang said.
"My lord, you …?" A hint of worry appeared on Ying Ling's face.
"Don't be afraid. I have my ways."
With that, Su Ziyang turned around. "If I don't come back before dark, go to the Ancient Westfall City and wait for me."
"Yes, my lord. Be careful."
Su Ziyang quickly ran down the hill and soon disappeared.
Ying Ling looked at his back and smiled. A trace of blood light flashed across her eyes.
Soon after.
Su Ziyang came to the foot of the mountain, found a dense tree, and rushed up like an ape.
Soon, he hid among the leaves. Looking at the valley through the gaps of the leaves, he couldn't help but frown.
Su Ziyang could sense that the valley was full of restrictive spells.
As long as he rushed in, he would definitely be trapped here. There was no way to escape.
The longer Su Ziyang lay on the tree, the more he felt that this was a conspiracy.
"I can't go in!"
Su Ziyang looked at the sleeping Blackie and shook his head.
If he had the help of the Dark Kylin, he would go in even if it was a dragon's pool or a tiger's den.
However, the Dark Kylin was too unreliable. It was better to rely on himself.
"Someone's here."
Suddenly, Su Ziyang raised his eyebrows and looked at a tree not far away with a solemn face.
On a big tree more than ten meters in front of him, there was a blood-red shadow attached to the trunk. It was faintly discernible. If he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't be able to see it at all.
Then, he glanced around again.
He found that there were such blood-red shadows not only on this tree, but also in the whole jungle.
Before he came in, he was absolutely sure that there were no such shadows.
In the moment when he was stunned, there were so many blood-red shadows.
He was already in the enemy's circle and was surrounded.
This time, he was in big trouble.
Su Ziyang was not discovered by them because he was attached to the dense leaves.
He held his breath, calmed down, and remained motionless.
Although these blood-red shadows were no match for him, they had attracted the big shot behind the scenes. He was afraid that he couldn't escape.
From the restrictive spells at the entrance of the valley, it could be seen that the mastermind was not simple.
It could even be the higher-ups of the Demon Race.
"The Great Elder is really too much. He makes us guard here every day. It's so boring!"
"Shh, lower your voice. If the Great Elder hears us, we'll be dead!"
Suddenly, two voices of discussion came from a few meters away.
The voices were very soft, but Su Ziyang could hear them clearly.
"Cut it out. The Great Elder doesn't have the time to eavesdrop on our conversation!"
"That's right. I really don't know what the Great Elder is thinking. He said that he wanted the Soul Emperor to come and die! It's funny just thinking about it. Is the Soul Emperor a fool? Why would he come and die? "
"That's not something we can understand. I heard that the truth isn't like that."
"Truth? What truth? "
"I don't know. Only the commander knows!"
"Tsk, you're keeping me in suspense again. Go to hell!"
Hearing these discussions, Su Ziyang frowned even more.
Could it be that this was not a trap?
Was there a deeper conspiracy behind this?
What was it?
Could it be a place to attract others' attention?
What were they trying to do?
Su Ziyang was full of doubts. He looked at the Netherworld Dagger in his backpack. Then, he looked at the 100 million energy points on the system interface. He gritted his teeth and began to enhance it.
After spending 60 million energy points, he equipped it.
[Netherworld Dagger]
Grade: Legendary [Red]
Enhancement: 20 stars
Attribute 1: Physical Attack + 310,000, Agility + 15500
Attribute 2: [Fatal], passive skill. When using normal skills or skills, there is a 72% [31% + 41% LUK] chance to cause 31 times damage to the target. It cannot be stacked with similar skills.
Attribute 3: [Divine Concealment], active skill. After using, the user will enter a state of absolute concealment. Even if attacked, the user will not show himself. Only those who are 150 levels higher than the user or have special skills can see through the concealment state. Duration: 10 minutes. Cooldown: 20 minutes.
Note: Can be equipped after Lvl 90.
Su Ziyang's eyes were fixed on the duration of the Divine Concealment skill.
"10 minutes, that's enough!"
Then, Su Ziyang used Divine Concealment and disappeared from the tree trunk.
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