Chapter 592 What is Real (Nearly 3K)
"You actually brought someone else in?"
A low, hoarse voice echoed in this dark place like an underground tomb, revealing a cold murderous intent.
Before Wen Siyuan could reply, the last bit of thorn was pulled out from under his flesh and blood, and with sharp barbs, a large piece of flesh on the back of his neck was torn off.
The severe pain forced him to bend down, covering the bloody wound, and gasping for breath.
The Great Imperial Master seemed to be indifferent to his pain and casually threw the torn out flesh and blood thorn orchid aside as if he was discarding some garbage.
Wen Siyuan endured the severe pain and hurriedly knelt down, his forehead almost touching the ground. He didn't even dare to look at Zhang Lan, and explained hurriedly:
"Great Imperial Master, I mean no offense to my humble position... I did not bring this person here, she insisted on following her."
His head was so low that he didn't dare to raise it at all.
He was afraid that his attitude was not solemn enough and would make the Grand Master unhappy again.
In the peripheral vision, which was as narrow as a gap, he caught a glimpse of the Grand Master's feet. Those feet were as dry as tree roots and could no longer be regarded as feet. They were like a piece of rotten wood, pacing slowly in front of him.
The foot was lifted up and stepped on the thorn orchids. Countless faces among the orchids were twisted in pain and they let out silent screams.
These silent cries were as harsh as sharp cries of pain in Wen Siyuan's ears.
His chest felt tight, and he spit out a mouthful of dark blood, which was also mixed with some internal organs.
"Haha..."
Hoarse dry laughter.
Then, this foot completely crushed Zhang Lan's head.
Blood and flesh splattered all over the floor.
Wen Siyuan knew in his heart that this was the great master's punishment for his negligence.
He could only accept this.
"Great Imperial Master, it is really unintentional to humble oneself."
"I believe." The Grand Master said, "Her ability is superior to yours."
Wen Siyuan was silent.
The heavy pressure dropped, and he felt as if his body was being pressed by a mountain, making it difficult to breathe.
"What do you want?" The smelly breath filled his ears, extremely cold.
Wen Siyuan gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "I would like to know how Prince Li Xuan is doing now."
"Oh."
The Grand Master responded calmly, without any emotion in his voice.
"But what can you give?"
The Grand Master's voice was like an evil thread, entangled in Wen Siyuan's heart one by one, making it impossible for him to break free.
Wen Siyuan gritted his teeth, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and said in a hoarse voice: "Great Master, Li Xuan's safety is related to the Supreme God, the Tang State, and you. You can't ignore it!"
"The Supreme God took him away. This is how much the God values him. What are you worried about?"
The unclear voice was indifferent.
"Or...do you no longer trust the Supreme God?"
The Great Imperial Master's voice was cold and light. It fell on his heart, but it was as heavy as a thousand pounds.
"I'm humble, I dare not be humble!" Wen Siyuan quickly responded loudly.
"Don't forget, it's all thanks to you that the Supreme God's eyes have fallen on this land again." The Grand Master said slowly, with a hint of ridicule in his voice.
"If it weren't for you, that little girl Li Xi, who secretly sneaked into the temple in Mobei and found the so-called method of summoning the gods, we would have been unable to bring this blocked starry sky back into the eyes of the Supreme God. Eyes.”
The Grand Master's words hit Wen Siyuan's heart like a heavy hammer, causing him to breathe quickly and break into a cold sweat.
In his lowered vision, the feet that were as dry as tree roots were walking back and forth in front of him, with a kind of sluggishness in their movements.
And Zhang Lan's face in the thorn orchid looked at him coldly, and followed the footsteps of the great master, and was crushed into flesh piece by piece.
"You know how many lives we have sacrificed to summon the gods, and Si Tianjian has been removed from the list. It can be said that the current invasion in the north is also because of this."
"What, now that things have happened, you regret it?"
Obviously, the Supreme God's gaze could not peer into the tomb-like deep place where the Grand Master was now, so the Grand Master spoke without any scruples and pointed directly at Wen Siyuan's heart.
"I don't dare to be humble." Wen Siyuan continued to say with his head lowered, his broad and thick body bent very low.
Just listening to the voice, the meaning of submission and humility is very obvious.
However, a hand lifted his head.
The fingers were dry and rough, with a thorny feeling.
Wen Siyuan's eyes widened rapidly in a face that was tightly covered with skin on his skull.
The pair of eyes that had dried up into a dull ball in their sockets were staring straight at Wen Siyuan.
Logically speaking, these eyes had lost their function long ago, but Wen Siyuan felt that a sharp gaze penetrated through these dry eyes and penetrated directly into his heart.
It made him tremble, as if he were completely naked from the inside out.
A drop of sweat flowed down Wen Siyuan's face, but he heard the Grand Master say in a low voice:
"You... are different." Another drop of sweat.
Wen Siyuan's face was moved from left to right.
The neck was pushed hard and made a creaking sound, seemingly without considering Wen Siyuan's feelings.
"Tsk, no wonder."
"Your faith is mottled."
"What did you do?"
Wen Siyuan felt a chill in his heart and a chill ran down his spine.
He wanted to deny or lie, but the Grand Master did not give him this chance.
"If you don't answer honestly, I'll ask you this...wife, right?"
The remaining faces of Zhang Lan opened their mouths and said flatteringly: "Master, I know, you can read his spiritual message."
"Ling Xun...I really don't know about these new things of yours."
The Great Master fumbled around in Wen Siyuan's storage bag for a long time and took out a jade piece.
"Is this right? I don't recognize the new models being made now."
"How to use it?"
He tinkered for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.
Wen Siyuan looked at the jade piece in his hand and knew that he could not escape. He finally made up his mind and said in a trembling voice:
"Bizhi...Bizhi has practiced Qixuan Mountain's "Unshackles and Ascension Technique"!"
"What is this?"
"It's the latest Skynet game..."
"Skynet? Game? Why are there so many unfamiliar words?" The Great Imperial Master snorted coldly, with a sarcastic tone, "You young people, do you think I am too old to be of any use and want to take the opportunity to play tricks on me?"
"I don't dare to hold such a low position!" Wen Siyuan was frightened and quickly knelt down to kowtow again.
The Grand Master suddenly laughed, his laughter was low and dry, with a bit of weird sarcasm.
"Ha, ha, just kidding you."
Wen Siyuan wiped his sweat and quickly explained.
He was afraid it would be too late.
Although, it is my father’s wish to get close to the Supreme God...
However, he finally felt that something was not right now, and he could not watch his father go astray like this.
Otherwise, the Wen family would be doomed.
"So, you have doubts about the Supreme God after practicing a technique that is inexplicably just a joke?"
The Grand Master's words were very joking, as if Wen Siyuan was telling a big joke.
"What do you think the Supreme God will do?" The great master stared at him, his tone was as sharp as ice.
"I don't know about my humble position." Wen Siyuan didn't dare to say.
The Grand Master clicked his tongue and shook his head.
"I didn't expect you to be so timid even though you're so fleshy. You think you can negate ten years of hard work if you peek at some truth."
Wen Siyuan gritted his teeth, finally mustered up the courage, and said hoarsely:
"Beizi saw...father...when His Highness the Crown Prince was snatched away by divine hands, Beizi activated his skills, and saw...the endless void! The complete form of the Supreme God was in it...but...but Beizi didn't Dare to look directly!”
"Those stretched out are not divine hands, but... but -" Confusion appeared on Wen Siyuan's face, as if he was trying his best to remember.
The Grand Master's dry fingers gently touched the top of his head, and his fingertips felt like ice.
A scene seemed to flash through Wen Siyuan's mind, and he suddenly recalled:
"That's right! His Royal Highness the Prince's blood dragon was caught, and his divine body split open and swallowed him up! I saw...there were many human figures inside, which seemed to be condensed from human souls..."
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After hearing this, the Grand Master was silent at first, and then let out a few dry laughs. The sound was low, like a muffled sound squeezed out from deep in the chest.
Gradually, the laughter grew louder and louder, and gradually turned into a kind of blood-curdling maniacal laughter.
Wen Siyuan knelt on the ground, feeling terrified and uneasy. He didn't know why the Grand Master was laughing so wildly.
After a long time, the Grand Master slowly stopped laughing.
"You finally saw it."
Wen Siyuan suddenly raised his head, with a look of horror on his face.
The meaning behind these words...
The Great Imperial Master's face was thin and taut, and he was shaking from laughing so violently. He looked at Wen Siyuan with a hint of sneer, as if he was seeing some kind of ignorant and ridiculous creature.
"Yes, I have always known the true appearance of the Supreme God."
Wen Siyuan thought that the reason why the Great Imperial Master was the Great Imperial Master was precisely because he had seen the Supreme God, and he suddenly felt horrified: "What do you mean?"
"But I will not question it and lose my faith, and the prince... will definitely be the same."
"Although I don't know what the Supreme God needs him to do or... what he will do to him, I think it will be of great benefit to the current situation."
"He will become the sharpest sword of the Supreme God," the Grand Master whispered with a strange brilliance in his dry eyes, "Shouldn't you be proud of him?"
"When God descends, we will have the opportunity to ascend collectively and leave this place destined to be swallowed by the abyss."