At that moment, the Godlord's expression shifted between light and shadow.
If he believed Wang Wu's bullshit, then he truly must have seen a ghost.
Yet he did not continue pressing Wang Wu, because with his divine abilities and immortal arts sealed, he himself had no way of determining whether Wang Wu was telling the truth.
So he first took out a unique, mysterious immortal talisman and pressed it directly against Wang Wu's forehead. Wang Wu himself felt nothing at that instant, except that he suddenly found the Godlord before him rather delicate and handsome, exceedingly—
"A warrior may be killed, but never humiliated! If you've got the guts, kill me!"
Wang Wu struggled fiercely and shouted, but the next second, the Godlord actually took out some unknown immortal pill and made him swallow it with a gourd of some unknown immortal wine.
In just a few seconds, he already felt that the man before him looked familiar, close somehow. Ah? Frost Lord? Qing Xue? Madam Yu?
But this routine seemed awfully familiar. It would not work anymore.
The next second, the foundation of the Path of Sincerity Qing Xue had left within Wang Wu took effect, and he instantly woke up.
"Eh? You know Frost Lord from the Hidden Origin Society!"
The Godlord was delighted. He had found a lead.
"So what if I do? But she already advanced to Half-step Grand Unity and went Beyond the Heavens thirteen thousand years ago, when the Twelve Grand Unity moved the Sin Prison Tower. You can't scare me with her!"
"Heh heh, when did I ever intend to scare you? I am merely investigating the truth of the matter." The Godlord sneered, then said disdainfully, "You are a discarded chess piece, deadweight cast aside after being used. What right do you