Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

With a flurry of slaps, one after another, the flower fairy-like creatures were sent flying.

These creatures rolled around in the lava, and when they stopped, they were three times fatter.

"Why did you hit me?" A flower fairy-like creature covered its head, looking aggrieved. "We were just putting out some cigarettes for you to enjoy, how could you be so ungrateful?"

Wang Quan didn't explain, but grabbed them and shook them vigorously a few times: "Now, I'll ask, and you'll answer."

"Did you understand?"

These seemingly kind-looking flower fairies, fearing that the king would kill them, nodded vigorously.

Have you seen this umbrella before?

Wang Quan contemplated the black umbrella left behind by the Purple-Clad Marquis.

The flower fairies all shook their heads in unison: "Never seen it before!"

boom!

Wang Quan squeezed them hard with his fingers, crushing them: "You dogs, don't you know anything? What use are you?"

As he spoke, he grabbed a few more flower fairies: "Have you seen them before?"

These clever flower fairies nodded frantically, "We've seen them before!"

"Where have I seen you before?"

"Forehead......."

boom!

Wang Quan crushed the flower fairy: "You bastards, what use are you for stammering?"

He grabbed another handful of flower fairies.

With their companions dead, these flower fairies' intelligence took over: "The black umbrella is..."

boom!

With his five fingers clasped together, the flower fairy exploded, its remaining head spinning as it flew away, letting out a furious roar of resentment: "I already told you, why did you still have to crush me?"

Royal power...

"Sorry, I just happened to be passing by."

pat!

The flower fairy's head, filled with confusion and bewilderment, fell into the lava.

Glug! Glug!

Bubbles appeared in my head, then quickly dissipated.

The remaining flower fairies trembled all over and dared not move.

Wang Quan took a deep breath, too lazy to argue with them any longer, and instead patted a box:

call out!

There is a second-order "Inverted Wisdom" that takes flight.

This magical artifact was crafted by the idiot path, and the king used it to enhance the idiot path's magic, searching for the mental information of all beings.

After some investigation, the remaining good fairies were found to be complete idiots, only able to drool and giggle foolishly.

They're finished.

Wang Quan also found no information about the Black Umbrella in these guys' heads.

However, he discovered that beneath the black lava, there were lava of other colors.

After a moment's thought, he continued to descend, still under the influence of the second-tier [Inverted Wisdom].

An hour later, he entered the area of ​​white lava.

There are creatures here with two heads. They are intelligent and are quite wary when they see that the king comes from afar and is different from them.

Later, when the king asked them about the black umbrella, they answered all his questions without reservation.

Unfortunately, these guys really don't know anything.

Subsequently, royal power continued to decline:

In the green lava region lived a group of tree-like creatures, who had never seen the black umbrella before.

In the blue lava region, there lived a group of whale-like creatures, equally unaware of the danger.

After falling into the purple area, he saw a group of creatures with three heads and six arms.

These creatures are over ten meters tall. Although they have three heads, they are not intelligent and are rather rigid.

Upon seeing Wang Quan, they shook their heads and said, "You don't have three heads, so we won't tell you anything."

Wang Quan shook his head, and with a snap, three heads sprouted from his neck.

A creature scratched its head: "You only have two arms."

Click!

Four arms emerged from Wang Quan's ribs.

The creatures immediately cheered: "We've found a wild companion!"

"But this little guy is too weak. Let's go, take him to see the ancestor and ask the ancestor to give him more good food so he can grow taller as soon as possible."

These giants with three heads and six arms reached out and lifted up the royal power, striding forward.

Wang Quan remained calm and observed his surroundings.

In the lava, he saw farmland and some animals domesticated by giants.

These beasts all have three heads and six legs.

They wag their tails and eat and drink lava.

One of the beasts refused to eat or drink, so a giant with three heads and six arms held its head down and forced it to eat: "Beast, eat quickly, only by eating can you grow up and get fat."

The beast struggled, its three heads emitting three different sounds:

"You dogs, now that you've eaten and drunk your fill and grown up, you want to eat us? Should we eat and drink or not?!"

"Yes, as long as we don't grow up, you won't be able to eat us."

"Heh, you think we'll give in? We'd rather starve than become your food."

The other animals, upon hearing this, were immediately filled with shame.

Another beast exclaimed in amazement, "Look at these three, they really have backbone."

"If we had even a third of their backbone, we wouldn't be in this situation."

They were all powerful beings in the real world, but they lost in battles or reached the end of their lifespans and fell into the underworld.

Because of the battles fought in the underworld, they were killed by ghosts, gods, or even stronger beings, and eventually fell into this place, transforming into a three-headed, six-legged beast.

Becoming a beast is one thing, but at worst, one can cultivate and reach the peak again.

As a result, the locals were so ruthless that they actually kept them as food.

What the hell do I do?

This is difficult!

They tried to escape and they resisted.

The result is that they continue to eat and drink lava, and then grow up to be eaten.

If I were to be eaten, it wouldn't matter.

However, even if they die, they will be reincarnated as three-headed, six-legged beasts to continue eating and drinking lava.

This cycle of reincarnation continues until the day the soul is completely annihilated.

These unlucky bunch have been reincarnated tens of thousands of times, with the most unlucky one having been reincarnated over a hundred thousand times, and there's no end in sight.

That unlucky fellow sealed away his own consciousness, becoming a true beast, constantly eating and drinking, and constantly being eaten and drunk.

I don't know when it will end.

The king could not understand the thoughts of these creatures.

He only paid attention to it after seeing the giants easily subdue these beasts.

After an unknown amount of time, these giants, entrusted with the kingship, arrived at a palace.

It's called a palace, but it's actually just a large pavilion made of rough stones.

Stone pillars rise from the ground, with no walls on all sides, only a simple roof.

On the rooftop, there were rows of large dragons crouching.

There was also a large dragon roaming around, coiled on the stone pillar, baring its teeth and looking extremely fierce.

The giants carried the royal power into the hall, and many giants who looked like old men and women looked down at them.

These giant old men and women were a hundred feet tall. Although they had three heads, they had many more arms growing from their backs and sides, numbering as many as a hundred pairs.

These giants viewed royal power as if it were a mountain overlooking dust.

"The Flower-Scattering Taoist?"

A giant looked down at Wang Quan: "You're a Taoist priest, a being of the mortal realm, how come you have three heads and six arms?"

"And it seems to be of the same lineage as us?"

Wang Quan blinked: "This is a magical technique."

An old woman chuckled: "Magic tricks? Your magic in the real world may be exquisite, but it could never be so similar to our three heads and six arms."