Tang San looked at Zhongli Wu and was confused for a moment. What was going on? I was impressed by his amazing aptitude, so I wanted to accept him as a disciple? But why did I tie him up?
Tang San felt something was wrong, but the current situation was stronger than others. He paused briefly and said, "Senior Zhongli Wu, this matter is of great importance. Can you... allow me to think about it?"
Zhongli Wu waved his hand casually, as if it didn't matter, and his tone remained calm. "It doesn't matter, you have plenty of time to think about it next."
Tang San frowned even more tightly, feeling that there was something in the other person's words. Could it be that he was planning to imprison himself for a long time and would not let him out unless he agreed?
He was silent for a moment and then spoke again, "Then, senior, can you put me down?"
Zhongli Wu paused for a moment, shook his head, and the smile on his lips deepened a bit, "No, this is a trial."
"Trial?"
"That's right." Zhongli Wu walked forward and looked at the hoisted Tang San, "No matter whether you are willing to accept me as your master in the end or not, your identity as Holy Spirit Cult Holy Son is already destined. Therefore, you must go through this Holy Son Trial before you can be reborn."
Tang San The ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he felt chills running down his spine and shuddering.
At this moment, Secret Chamber's heavy door was pushed open with a "squeak" from the outside. Then, four figures as tall and majestic as iron towers walked in with heavy steps. They were all muscular, with exaggeratedly powerful figures, and their bronze skin was shiny. Just standing there gave them an inexplicable sense of oppression.
I saw these four people quickly arriving in front of Zhongli Wu, and then each of them respectfully saluted Zhongli Wu: "Cult Master!"
Zhongli Wu nodded slightly, but took half a step back without leaving a trace, revealing Tang San who was hoisted behind him, and then said lightly, "This is the target you need to adjust this time."
In an instant, Tang San felt that the four pairs were full of aggression, and even their eyes with some indescribable interest fell on him. Tang San's pupils shrank suddenly, and a chill from the depths of his soul surged through his body uncontrollably. Something was wrong! Something was very wrong!
Zhongli Wu seemed not to notice Tang San's sudden change of expression, and introduced to Tang San, "They are Ji Family Four Brothers, Ji Da, Ji Er, Ji San, Ji Si. They are your examiners for this trial. What you have to do is to withstand their test."
Having said that, Zhongli Wu didn't care about Tang San's reaction, looked at Ji Family Four Brothers, and confirmed. "Do you remember your mission?"
Ji Family Four Brothers grinned, showing his white teeth, and said in unison with a loud voice, "Remember! Cult Master! Let His Highness the Holy Son understand what a qualified cauldron is!"
Wait, what is it, a cauldron?!
In an instant, the word "cauldron" exploded in Tang San's mind like thunder. He tried to question. However, Zhongli Wu nodded clearly and said, "Then I'll leave this place to you. I'll leave first."
After that, Zhongli Wu turned to leave, but just as he reached the door, Zhongli Wu stopped, looked back at Tang San, and said in a comforting tone, "Don't worry, Holy Son, the four of them, each of them has their own strengths, each has their own unique skills, their fighting spirit and patience are amazing, and the secret weapon will give you an unexpected surprise..."
"I believe they will bring infinite happiness to this trial of Holy Son."
After that, he closed Secret Chamber's heavy door without hesitation, completely isolating the interior from the outside world.
Inside Secret Chamber, only Tang San was left hanging, and the four burly men gearing up and slowly approaching.
Ji Family Four Brothers gathered around, Ji San stretched out his rough big hand, put it on Tang San's shoulder, squeezed hard, and his eyes shone. "Tsk, tsk, your body is very strong, boy."
Tang San stared at him and shouted sternly, "Let go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Si was as close as Gui Mei, and a big hand directly attacked Tang San, holding him down.
Ji Si touched it with an exaggerated expression of surprise on his face. He raised his head and said to the leader Ji Da: "Brother! This guy is actually a nonsense!"
Hearing this, Ji Da raised his thick black eyebrows, touched his chin, and said in a somewhat troublesome tone, "Oh? I didn't expect it to be like this? It's indeed the goal given by Cult Master. It's a bit difficult..."
He looked at the other three people and waved his hand, "Brothers! This mission is important, everyone should show me their special skills! Make sure His Highness the Holy Son is satisfied!"
When the other three heard this, their eyes suddenly burst into even more blazing light, and they responded in unison, "Yes! Big brother!"
Tang San looked at these four burly men who were getting closer and closer, and their eyes were getting more and more strange, and his spirit almost collapsed. He only felt that these four people in front of him were hundreds of times more terrifying than a billion Evil Soul Master!
Looking at the people who were getting closer and closer, Tang San could no longer suppress the fear and despair in his heart. He raised his head, used all his strength, and let out a heart-rending cry, "Body-! Save me!!!"
Divine Realm, Sea God Mansion.
While meditating in Quiet Chamber, trying to further suppress the restlessness in his body Asura God Seat Origin, God Realm Tang San's brow suddenly jumped slightly without any warning.
"Huh?"
An extremely weak and fleeting throbbing feeling passed through God Realm Tang San's heart. At this moment, the only one who could have a chance to save Lower Realm Tang San was, who regarded him as a tool and was deeply resented by him. Divine Realm's body, however, this connection is too vague. God Realm Tang San, who is far away from the Divine Realm, can only capture a vague sense for an instant, and then nothing.
On the side, Xiao Wu, whose body was slightly illusory, revealing Asura Divine Sword in his body, noticed something strange about God Realm Tang San, and couldn't help but asked with concern, "What's wrong? Third brother?"
God Realm Tang San didn't reply, but frowned slightly, then shook his head and said casually, "Nothing, maybe it's just that controlling God Seat Origin has been too distracting recently, which made me feel a little dazed."
Xiao Wu heard this, breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly, "That's good. Third brother, you should also pay attention to rest. Don't be too tired."
God Realm Tang San nodded calmly, put this insignificant distracting thought behind, and continued to focus on suppressing and controlling Asura God Seat Origin. According to his calculations, it won't take long for Avatar in the lower world to E can complete the next God Trial. He estimated that the next time the connection is made, Avatar's body strength should be able to barely carry about one percent of God Seat Origin.
Of course, the God Seat Origin mentioned here refers to the authority over Divine Seat, not the actual God King Level power. Although he cannot fully use the complete God King power, its essence is still firmly in the hands of his body. As long as he does not actively infuse it, Avatar cannot be obtained at all. After all, he himself occupies 30% of Asura God Position Origin, and the other 10% is carried by Asura Divine Sword, and indirectly controlled by Xiao Wu. This adds up to a 40% share, which occupies an absolute advantage. Only one percent of Origin cannot afford to make any waves. Is it possible that he can rob him of all God Seat Origin?