The Way of Faking an Accident: Queueing Difficulties

Before coming to take up his post at the Immortal Palace headquarters, Wang Yu had heard plenty of rumors about the Immortal Palace, and when he had gone to the Primordial Thunder Pool and the Dragon Transformation Pool, both times he had suffered unfair treatment.

From the perspective of probability, the odds of being discriminated against were as high as one hundred percent. Running into this sort of thing at the entrance of the Immortal Demon Exorcism Division had actually been within his expectations.

Only...

For these three to do it so crudely, and under the eyes of the public at that—it was simply suffocating.

Moreover, their life aura was extremely young. One glance was enough to tell that they had been schemed against, unaware that they had become blades in someone else's hand, sent here to probe them.

The predecessors showed off; the successors suffered the calamity.

He had no idea what those seniors of the Demonic Path had done to make people hate and loathe them so much. And with it being done so crudely, he kept feeling there were multiple layers of schemes involved.

Wang Yu had no intention of taking part at all.

Since Yuan Xiang intended to be the bird that stuck its head out, wanting to represent them, then he would just let him charge ahead. While pondering this, Wang Yu's main body, like a Golden Cicada Sheds its Shell, transformed into a wisp of Demonic Qi and escaped into the clouds.

He directly circled around the three people blocking the road and headed for the Immortal Demon Exorcism Division. The husk left in place was a divine-power avatar formed with over thirty percent of the "Grand Yin Law · Soul Origin Dao Fruit."

Ever since seizing the Dao of the Grand Yin Star