Its Joyful Harmony, a Sudden Hunt of Six Thousand Words

Like rowing against the current—if you did not advance, you fell back.

This was a principle even Tang San knew.

Spending all day in the God Realm, where there was no crisis to speak of and no pressure at all, these gods' abilities in every aspect had long since deteriorated severely, leaving them like walking corpses.

Just how far had they deteriorated?

Among them, not even one person released their Divine Sense to scan the situation inside Shrek Academy.

No one even felt puzzled that three statues on the other side were missing.

Of course, it was also possible that they had no real concept of Tang San's face.

Their current state was this: after being flattered by the many actors of the Undead Empire, they were feeling a little carried away and already believed they had this investigation of the Lower Realm completely in hand.

With the Phoenix God holding things up above them, what did they have to be afraid of?

Under these circumstances, this unique banquet came to an end.

These gods, who had eaten and drunk their fill, were also sent back to the guest rooms of the Shrek Inner Court to rest, and not a single person grew suspicious.

The next day, the entire Undead Empire sprang into action.

At least on the surface, it sprang into action.

The noble name for it was: finding the root cause behind Tang Hao's killing.

So in reality, everyone still did whatever they were supposed to do, living the same days as before and doing the same work as before.

At most, there had recently been many more teams heading into the wilderness to survey mineral deposits, making everyone look as if they were very busy.

Everyone except Ma Hongjun.

Unlike the other gods, who all stayed home