Yue Ling's words ignited a raging fire of hope in He Wuhen's heart.

He never expected that the founding god of Tianfeng Kingdom was actually related to the tombstone of Emperor Yan.

The God of Heavenly Phoenix is ​​most likely Junhuang, who claims to be a disciple of Emperor Yan.

In order to figure out the relationship between the two and confirm that Tianfeng God Lord and Junhuang are the same person, He Wuhen and Yue Ling sneaked into the city lord's mansion.

There are about thousands of experts in the Void God Realm in the City Lord’s Mansion.

But among these thousands of people, only one person has the strength level and has reached the middle stage of the Void God Realm, that is the City Lord.

He Wuhen and Yue Ling sneaked into the city lord's study without any effort.

This city lord, who looks about forty years old, is a middle-aged fat man, dressed in luxurious clothes and a pair of beards, and his small eyes are almost invisible.

He was sitting at the table, flipping through some jade slips and handling some official duties in the city.

But unexpectedly, He Wuhen and Yue Ling appeared behind him out of thin air and looked at him with a smile on their face.

"Who? How dare you trespass the City Lord's Mansion? Seeking death!"

The middle-aged city lord suddenly realized something was wrong and subconsciously wanted to draw the sword to kill He Wuhen and Yue Ling on the spot.

However, He Wuhen and Yue Ling were prepared long ago.

Moreover, before the middle-aged city lord drew his sword, He Wuhen appeared behind him like a ghost, holding the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and placing it on his neck.

"Sir, don't panic. We are not here to assassinate you, we just want to ask you for some information."

"So, I hope you can cooperate. Otherwise, I don't mind killing you directly and dig out the news I want from your mind."

A cold light flashed in the middle-aged city lord's eyes, and he quickly nodded with a smile: "Don't be excited, don't kill me, I will definitely cooperate with you. What news do you want?"

On the surface, he pretended to surrender, but when he said this, he suddenly suddenly rebelled, swung his sword and stabbed He Wuhen's chest, and used his spiritual sense to transmit voice, shouting loudly: "There is an assassin!"

How could a dignified master in the middle stage of Void God and the lord of a city surrender so easily?

But unfortunately, He Wuhen had been prepared for a long time and set up a large array in the study to isolate all sounds and fluctuations in divine power.

Moreover, while the middle-aged city lord swung his sword and stabbed him, he pointed his left hand like a sword and quickly hit the city lord's three key points.

After three dull sounds of "DuDuDu", He Wuhen's "Dang Shen Finger" was used.

This magic technique of "Sleeping God Finger" is one of the few sealing and fixed fingering techniques he practiced in his previous life.

The function of the God-hiding finger is similar to the acupointing skill in the mortal world. It can seal the divine power of the gods and imprison the movements of their body and soul, and its effect is very powerful.

The middle-aged city lord was stiff and stood still on the spot. He could neither move nor burst out his divine power, and even his soul was imprisoned.

He suddenly widened his eyes, revealing a strong look of horror, and roaring "whimper" in his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound.

He Wuhen waved his hand and removed the magical sword in his hand and threw it at the corner of the wall at will.

Then, he moved a chair, sat in front of the middle-aged city lord, crossed his legs, and looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Master Lord, now you should understand your situation, so I won't talk nonsense."

"What do I ask, what do you answer, otherwise you will definitely die."

The middle-aged city lord angrily said a few times before calming down and blinking his eyes to express his surrender.

He Wuhen raised his hand and fired a golden light, unbuttoning a layer of seal.

The middle-aged city lord had just recovered his ability to speak, and immediately shouted angrily: "Boy, who are you? What do you want to do?"

He Wuhen didn't say anything, raised his eyelids, glanced at the middle-aged city lord, and bounced his fingers, and a golden light was shot out.

"Swish!"

A blood hole suddenly appeared on the middle-aged city lord's arm, and blood splashed.

The severe pain made him suck in a cold air. At the same time, he also understood that He Wuhen was not a good person and never dared to talk too much.

"You're ruthless...you ask."

He Wuhen smiled, "This is almost the same. I have to toast and not eat the punishment."

"When was the founding of Tianfeng Kingdom?"

"Ah?" The middle-aged city lord was stunned for a moment, not reacting, nor did he expect He Wuhen to ask such a question.

Seeing He Wuhen's eyes stern, as if he was about to blink his fingers and shoot out golden light again, he was so scared that his face was pale and he quickly replied: "Ancient times!!"

"Our country was the first group of countries established after the Swire War, and was the overlord of the Southern Continent back then."

He Wuhen nodded, thinking that this time was right, and asked again: "Do you know the name of the God of Heavenly Phoenix?"

"This... I don't know." The middle-aged city lord's face turned paler. He was afraid that He Wuhen would take action, so he quickly explained: "Who will remember after tens of millions of years? Moreover, the name of the founding god is taboo, and no one dares to call him directly."

"If you want to know, go to the royal city and ask the national master!"

He Wuhen smiled teasingly and said, "You are probably thinking in your heart that the national master is a first-class strong man. If I dare to go to the royal city to find the national master, I will definitely be thrown into pieces, right?"

The middle-aged city lord was stunned for a moment, moved his eyes guiltily, and quickly denied, "No, no!"

"Haha, don't deny it." He Wuhen smiled indifferently, "The national teacher is nothing great, I will go find him."

"The next question, when did the God of Tianfeng fall? Why did the war start? Who are the people who besieged her?"

"Uh..." The middle-aged city lord was petrified on the spot.

"Is this a question? Is there three obviously? And one is more tricky and weirder than the other?"

"How the hell do I know when the God of Heavenly Phoenix died? Why did the war start and who are besieging her? What does this have nothing to do with me?"

Of course, he could only think about these words in his heart, but he didn't dare to say them.

However, He Wuhen seemed to see through his thoughts, and with a bent finger, another golden light was shot out.

"Swish!"

The middle-aged city lord's left arm was also penetrated with a blood hole, and blood flowed out, dyeing his clothes red.

He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and begged for mercy with a pale face: "Senior! I really don't know!"

"These are all from millions of years ago, how could I know? Not to mention me, a little man, even the national teacher may not know it?"

Of course, He Wuhen didn't believe it, so he tried again and asked him several times.

In the end, the middle-aged city lord just said with uncertainty that the God of Heavenly Phoenix fell about 7.9 million years ago.

As for why the war broke out and who were involved in the war, he really didn't know.

He Wuhen let him go, left two healing pills, waved his hand to untie the seal on his body, and then left the city lord's mansion.

Not long after, the guards who found something was wrong rushed into the study.

Seeing the blood hole in the city lord's arms, the captain of the guard shouted angrily: "There is an assassin! Chase me quickly!"

The middle-aged city lord waved his hand and said, "Don't chase after me, come back."

He asked the guards to retreat, playing with two medium-grade divine pills in his hand, murmured with a serious expression, "This guy is really strange."

"I don't know if he really goes to the royal city to find a national teacher, it will be a blessing or a disaster for his country."

...

He Wuhen and Yue Ling continued to fly south while driving the little green dragon.

After passing dozens of cities, the two finally saw the magnificent Tianfeng King City.

This royal city is only tens of millions of miles away from the Divine Sea, covering an area of ​​100,000 miles, extremely wide and vast, and is built very magnificent.

The number of people in the royal city has reached more than 30 million, and they are all warriors above the Heavenly Emperor realm, with a large proportion of Void God masters.

Of course, there are not many people who can pose a threat to He Wuhen, only a few nine.

But unfortunately, these nine strong men are all in the palace.

Two of them are the current god kings of Tianfeng Kingdom and the national teacher.

He Wuhen had known this long ago about the difference between the God King and the God King.

Only the top ten countries on the two continents in the north and south can the emperor be called the gods.

For a small third-rate country like Tianfeng Kingdom, its king can only be called the God King.

The difference in this title has nothing to do with strength and level, but only with the strength of the country.

He Wuhen and Yue Ling sneaked into the royal city and stayed in the royal city for three days. After finding out the guards and the number of strong men in the palace, they decided to make a long-term plan.

That night, He Wuhen and Yue Ling were having a secret conversation in an inconspicuous house in the royal city.

"There are more than 300 mid-stage Void God masters in the palace, and nine of them can threaten my life. We must not break in."

Yue Ling nodded and agreed with his words, "No hatred, we can only find another way to sneak into the palace and find another opportunity to find out the news."

"What opportunity can you have?" He Wuhen frowned and thought hard.

Yue Ling smiled slightly and said confidently: "Yesterday I discovered an opportunity. There is an imperial army that has to enter the palace every day."

"I have secretly investigated that this imperial guard army would go to the Shenyu Mine in the Nanshan Mountain outside the city every day, escort a batch of Shenyu ore, and send it to the Qingxin Palace where the national teacher is."

"Well, this is a good opportunity." He Wuhen nodded with some joy.

"However, the national teacher is very strong, and I can't subdue him or ask any questions."

Yue Ling smiled again and said to him: "No hatred, you don't need to subdue the national teacher. Just sneak into the palace and find places like a library."

"Yes, why didn't I expect it?" He Wuhen smiled and slapped his hands, saying with some expectations: "In general, in the library of the royal palace, in addition to storing divine arts and classics, there will definitely be books such as national history and some secret biography."

"As long as you can get into the library and check the national history and secret biography, you can still find the answers and clues."

Yue Ling nodded: "Well, then when will we act?"

He Wuhen snapped his fingers and smiled confidently: "Just tomorrow, let's prepare for it tonight."
Chapter completed!