The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 1055 Murong Ye's Fall!
But the oath made by Heaven is extremely serious.

Especially for Song Wanning, who has a promising future, there is no need to jeopardize her future for this.

Therefore, she was not lying.

Murong Ye began to doubt himself. Could it be that he would really join forces with more than ten transmigrators to perish together with An Ge?

"We won't rush you; take your time to think it over."

Song Wanning smiled and subtly exchanged a glance with the Demon God.

Then he stood aside and waited quietly.

Now, Song Wanning is facing a huge gamble, a gamble on whether she can completely crush Murong Ye.

Her eyes were deep and unfathomable as she quietly awaited what would happen.

Meanwhile, Murong Ye was caught in a deep dilemma, unsure of what to choose.

Betrayal of the wood-plastic composite industry?
He wavered; even if he didn't die today, he was destined to be abandoned in the future.

But if he really betrayed the wood plastics industry, would he have a good ending? Would Song Wanning and the others really let him go?

Murong Ye suddenly became somewhat uncertain.

"Song Wanning, are you sure you can let me go?"

He questioned in a deep voice.

"Of course, we can guarantee that as long as you are willing to cooperate with us to deal with the wood-plastic industry, we will spare your life. Perhaps in the future you will atone for your sins and be able to continue to lord it over the world..."

The demon god nodded, "That's right, your life isn't important. What's important is to eliminate the Wood-Sculpting Realm. We have no reason to lie to you!"

She spoke directly, a dark glint flashing in her eyes.

The fact that he even asked this question shows that he's already interested.

Now it's up to him to choose.

Having received their earnest assurances, Murong Ye was completely swayed.

Whether it's a real betrayal or a fake one, just agree to it first.

As long as he can stay alive, he can decide what to do next.

Murong Ye tugged at the corner of his aching mouth and said to the two of them, "I agree... I'll help you both deal with the Wood Sculpture World!"

Upon hearing this, the already chaotic and uncomfortable sea of ​​consciousness suddenly shook violently.

A terrifying pressure swept over, and in just a moment, the sea of ​​consciousness began to collapse.

That powerful will directly tore apart his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Do not--"

Murong Ye was shocked and let out a roar, then his soul tried to fly out of his sea of ​​consciousness.

The next second, it was torn apart by a force.

Before he died, he heard only a low, angry roar.

"Dare to betray me?"

"die--"

At that moment, Murong Ye regretted it.

He could have taken a gamble, but he made the wrong choice and was wiped out by the wood-plastic composite industry.

This must all be a scheme by Song Wanning and An Ge.

But by the time I realized all this, it was too late!
Murong Ye's body twitched a few times, his mind exploded, and he was completely annihilated, leaving no trace of life.

He died just like that.

Song Wanning and the demon god stood there, on high alert the whole time, and only breathed a sigh of relief when they were sure he was really dead.

"Wan Ning, the wood-plastic composite industry has actually made a move!"

The demon god was astonished. This meant that the wooden realm had always been rooted within the consciousness of these intruders; otherwise, it wouldn't have been able to detect their movements at all times. It was likely just a wisp of divine thought, but even that was enough to easily destroy a person!

Song Wanning narrowed her eyes slightly, actually quite surprised.

"In my later life, I actually made contracts with two invaders, but neither of these things happened, so I'm not sure if it will work..."

But thinking about it carefully, it's clear that the damage from that great battle wasn't limited to this world; the Wood Sculpture Realm must have also suffered from problems with its divine sense!
Therefore, he could no longer directly implant it into the consciousness of these intruders, and his control over them was greatly weakened.

"I originally thought that even if it didn't affect him, I could still follow the clues and see if I could find other intruders."

"The result was truly a pleasant surprise."

To be honest, Song Wanning and the Demon God were always worried that Murong Ye might have some other means to escape.

The wood-plastic composite industry will definitely try to help him. If he really escapes, or if he isn't really dead, it will definitely be a big problem in the future.

Unexpectedly, the wood-plastic industry acted so decisively, eliminating the traitor directly.

Upon hearing this, the demon god shook his head. "We can all guess what Murong Ye is planning. He's probably just putting us off for now, trying to survive first. Who knows..."

"He only has himself to blame; he has no one else to blame!"

The demon's eyes narrowed, gaining a deeper understanding of the ruthlessness within the wood-plastic industry.

If they can be so ruthless to the people they've raised, imagine how they'll treat the people in this world!
Upon hearing this, Song Wanning nodded, stepped forward, and opened Murong Ye's storage ring. Inside, as expected, were a pile of magical treasures and items that could be used to escape.

The two exchanged a glance. Luckily, they had poisoned him first; otherwise, these few formations alone wouldn't have been enough to keep him alive.

Fortunately, it's all over now.

Now all these treasures belong to them!

Song Wanning handed the items to the demon god, and then burned Murong Ye's corpse to ashes.

After tidying up the battlefield and making sure no one would notice anything amiss, they hurriedly left!

Not long after, news spread from the Wu Hui Sect that Murong Ye had perished.

At first, no one believed it, but they did not believe it until they saw that Murong Ye's soul lamp had indeed gone out.

So who killed Murong Ye and stole the divine bone?

The answer is definitely those Primordial Chaos cultivators!
No one else has that ability.

Thus began a long period of mutual suspicion and chaos among the group of Hunyuan cultivators who wanted to seize the divine bone. The Immortal Realm was also thrown into turmoil for a while before gradually calming down.

There was no further news of the divine bone, and no one pursued the child anymore, assuming he was long dead.

Wenren Lin is finally safe.

Inside the cave, Song Wanning watched Wenren Lin's cultivation level steadily increase, her expression already numb.

Who would have thought that in just a few months, Wenren Lin would already be a Nascent Soul cultivator?

If word gets out, won't it scare those people to death?
The little golden sword was terrified and regretted its actions.

"If I had known the divine bone was this powerful, I should have snatched it from you, sister!"

It was pounding on Song Wanning's shoulder while crying and shouting, and it looked so funny.

Song Wanning's lips twitched. "Look at you!"

She smiled helplessly. Back then, that Fuxi Immortal Bone helped that man ascend to immortality in one fell swoop.

However, the upper limit of Fuxi's immortal bones is definitely not comparable to this immortal divine bone.

She sat to the side, propping her chin up with her hand, staring intently at Wenren Lin.

He was still the same little guy, but his face had matured a lot.

He has been through so much, and I hope he can always stay true to himself and go further and further on this path of spiritual practice.

For the next few years, Song Wanning stayed by Wenren Lin's side, cultivating herself while learning the techniques and traditions of this world.

Over there, her clone was also learning from the demon god, who taught her many things.

(End of this chapter)