Nobody told me this wasn't a game.

Zuo Chang continued, “I think it must be uncomfortable. Without the tempering of iron and fire, without arduous struggle and selfless sacrifice, how could that supreme throne not be painful? Velen Hessé, your father has oversimplified things. Stolen things don’t last long.”

"Don't, don't be so arrogant... Heavenly King General!"

After the initial shock, Willen Hessé finally regained some composure.

His gaze towards Zuo Chang still held a hint of fear, but he had managed to control the trembling in his body.

This outstanding member of the ninth generation of the Hersey family has finally shown some promise.

He stared at Zuo Chang and said, "Even if you didn't die, so what? A year is enough time to change a lot of things! Community No. 1 is no longer your territory, and your return won't change anything!"

He pulled his hand out of his pocket and revealed a jade pendant.

The next instant, the jade tablet emitted a bright light, and the surrounding space began to distort!

Zuo Chang immediately took precautions, but it seemed that nothing happened.

"Mr. Zuo, the compass!"

Mu Suogen called out and handed his compass to Zuo Chang. Zuo Chang saw that the ink lines on the compass were rapidly diminishing, almost reaching the bottom.

It must be because of that jade pendant.

The jade tablet can accelerate the passage of time, quickly consuming the adventurer's time in the mysterious dungeon, thus enabling them to escape.

Zuo Chang wanted to launch an attack immediately.

But looking at Velen Hessey's fully alert expression, and then at the rapidly descending ink line, he wasn't sure if he could succeed: "Half a minute left, no... at most fifteen seconds left. Fifteen seconds, can I kill him?"

The next moment——

Sandstorm is coming!

Chapter 250 A life adrift...

It's a "swirling sandstorm"!

Without a word, Musogen decisively activated his domain skill, bringing everyone present into his desert.

Willen Hessé paused for a moment, then revealed a mocking smile.

What is the use?

He is only twenty-three years old this year, but he is already an expert in the eleventh realm, even though he is busy with social engagements and has no time to cultivate and improve.

Within the area where only the cultivation level of the "Seventh Realm" is permitted, there is no one who can kill him in just a few seconds!

Zuo Chang was also taken aback.

He turned his head and looked at Mu Suogen behind him, instinctively becoming wary.

What is this person trying to do?

Logically speaking, Musogen should want to kill Weilun. After all, Zuo Chang had been traveling with him all the way, and if Musogen wanted to do it, he wouldn't have waited until his imminent return.

If he fails, Zuo Chang will skin him alive in Tianwang City later.

but--

Zuo Chang shuddered, suddenly recalling the scene he had just witnessed.

Mu Suogen's compass needle stopped swinging, and Zuo Chang clearly saw that the compass needle was pointing straight at him!

"He wants to kill me?"

Zuo Chang's expression changed drastically. He stepped to the side and distanced himself from Mu Suogen.

Golden sand slipped from Mu Sugeng's sleeves.

It was the Sand of Deception. He stepped on the Sand of Deception and raised his cultivation to the twelfth realm.

"Sand Pillar".

Musuogen's magical power surged, and golden sand condensed into a dragon, crashing headlong towards...

Willen Hessé.

Wei Lun had a vague feeling that the old man's strength was quite remarkable, but in the ever-changing battle, he had no time to think deeply.

He anticipated the direction of Salon's attack and successfully erected a magical barrier.

The salon collided violently with the barrier. Wellen breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, "A close call, but no real harm done."

Yes.

No near misses.

The jade tablet he activated could increase the flow of time by three hundred times. Even if the two people opposite him had three hours of remaining exploration time, they could only exist for a maximum of 36 seconds.

The former salon was the only threat.

As long as you block it, then...

"boom!"

The magical barrier crumbles at the slightest touch.

The dragon of yellow sand smashed through the barrier, its momentum growing ever stronger. Velen stared in astonishment, not yet understanding what was happening, when the sandstorm rammed into him, breaking him in half.

"Near miss."

Musogen watched everything intently, his heart pounding with emotion!

As a person of the twelfth realm, even if Mu Suogen has never eaten pork, he has at least seen pigs run.

He listened to the entire negotiation between Zuo Chang and Willen Hese, so how could he not guess Zuo Chang's identity?

Originally, Mr. Mu was not able to quickly grasp his state of mind.

It wasn't until he took out the Compass of Greed and reminded Zuo Chang of the passage of time that he discovered—

The compass needle points to the left.

The compass of desire pointed to his heart's desire, and in that instant, Musokeng had a sudden inspiration and understood his truest thoughts.

Compared to the "Heavenly King General" who only selects the talented and whose subordinates all receive great promotions, what is the Divine Sound Society?

If Musuogen wants to reach the fifteenth realm in the rest of his life, the best thing he can do is to serve under the Heavenly King General!

That's why he made a bold move and succeeded in one strike!

Sweeping yellow sand gradually caused it to collapse.

A clamor arose from afar.

Not far away, the Tianwangcheng Barbecue Street was bustling with people. Zuo Chang looked up and saw the black statue of the God of Heaven standing quietly in Tianwang Square, gazing at the world.

He and Musuogen have returned to Tianwang City.

Without killing, there is no way to achieve merit.

[The 'Chosen One' Musogen kills a person, seizes that person's sacred artifact 'Slave Device,' and unlocks a rule.]

[Rule: A person who dies in the Mysterious Dungeon will have their death calculated normally. Their sacred artifacts will be forcibly transferred to the person who killed them.]

This rule...

It feels a bit late to say this, isn't there anything even more shocking?

"Lord Heavenly King."

As he was pondering this, a spotted puppy sat down on the ground and looked up at Zuo Chang.

It emitted the voice of a war demon.

Zuo Chang thought to himself, "Where are you? Why didn't you come along?"

"The moment you entered the mysterious dungeon, I was attacked by a powerful force and was unable to attach myself to you. It seems that I also need to possess a sacred artifact to enter."

"...Where am I supposed to get you a sacred artifact?"

The spotted puppy looked at the old-fashioned gold telephone in Musogen's hand: "Doesn't this person have one?"

That belongs to someone else!

"That...Mr. Zuo?"

Musuogen stood there for a moment, and seeing that Zuo Chang remained silent, he took the initiative to speak.

He presented the slave device in his hand and said, "I have fulfilled my mission! Please accept this sacred artifact."

Zuo Chang felt he should be polite.

"Then I'm not welcome!"

He stretched out both hands and took the slave device: "Mr. Mu is truly amazing! He killed the wary Willen with just one strike? A master!"

"Oh, not at all. It's just bullying the weak and taking advantage of the big. Against a real master, my tricks are useless... If we're talking about skill, that beautiful woman who summoned thunder that day was far more formidable!"

Musokeng was very polite.

His eyes gleamed as he asked, "Do you have a place to stay? If not, why don't you stay at my place for the night? I rented a place in Tianwang City; the location is pretty good, right next door."

Zuo Chang remained silent.

Musogen added, “Even if we don’t stay, a cup of tea would be nice. We’ve returned safely; we should celebrate!”

Zuo Chang nodded, "Alright then, thank you for your time!"

……

……

About 700 or 800 meters away from Tianwang Square, in a very ordinary residential house.

Mu Suogen invited Zuo Chang in and made him tea.

Zuo Chang remained calm and didn't say much, simply engaging in ordinary conversation with him.

At this point, what is there left to be confused about?

The compass needle was pointing at him, but Musogen didn't attack him. Considering their previous exchange, there was only one answer—

The moment the thought of surrender arises, the world opens up a whole new world.

Zuo Chang didn't want to make things difficult for others. He swirled his teacup, looked at the rather shabby interior furnishings, and said, "Mr. Mu, after our battle in the Whispering Forest, my subordinates and I had a very high opinion of you. How can a master like you live in such a cheap apartment? Are the people of the Divine Sound Society so ignorant?"