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

The Blood Sea Rebel King slaps the box, from which evil figures in the form of tables, chairs, benches, and other objects fly out.

There is also evil, like a giant umbrella, hanging in the air, with many eyes blinking under the umbrella, like jewels.

He clapped his hands, and evil emerged from his waist, landing gracefully, singing and dancing, and constantly flirting with the king.

Wang Quan, unlike Mei Niang, could not bear to look directly at the numerous evils. Instead, he turned to the Blood Sea Rebel King and asked, "Speak, why did you lead your army to fight outside the safe zone?"

The Blood Sea Rebel King sighed, feeling aggrieved: "Fellow Daoist, I'm so frustrated!"

Wang Quan: "Huh?"

With tears in his eyes, the Blood Sea Rebel King said, "When I first rose up in rebellion, I was full of vigor and hope for the future."

"In his spare time, he would go back to his hometown to show off and act arrogantly."

"But the good days didn't last long."

"Not long after, I was targeted by a black-robed creature."

"This black-robed being is terrifying; it suppressed me with a single hand."

Wang Quan raised an eyebrow: "Don't cry, the other party is just at a higher level than you."

The Blood Sea Rebel King, with tears in his eyes, said, "If his realm is higher than mine, this world will grant me power, allowing me to grow stronger without limit."

"But I didn't become stronger back then."

Wang Quan laughed: "So, do you think he's better than me?"

The Blood Sea Rebel King blinked: "Are you telling the truth or a lie?"

The king remained silent.

When the other party said that, he knew that the black-robed being was stronger than him.

Otherwise, the Blood Sea Rebel King would never have said that.

Seeing his silence, the Blood Sea rebel wiped away his tears and said sadly, "That black-robed creature has vertical eyes all over its cloak."

"Looking around, there are some strange patterns."

"I only glanced at it, and I felt like my whole body was going to sprout eyeballs."

Upon hearing this, Wang Quan's heart stirred. He recalled the vertical-eyed creature he had encountered near the drowning lower courtyard when he was young.

Thinking of the changes he saw in Ma Qingqiu and the others in the polar underworld.

"Is it the one with the vertical eye?"

"It's not dead yet?"

"Is it still stirring up trouble? Does it really have that much power?"

In an instant, Wang Quan thought of many things, then took a deep breath and smiled, "What did it tell you?"

The Blood Sea Rebel King sighed, "It gave me a coordinate point and told me to lead my team to this place to fight."

"It says that only by killing the other rebel kings here can one become the sole emperor of this world."

"Then, it will personally crown me king!"

"Make me the King of Kings!"

"Fellow Daoist, you know I can't beat it, so I might as well listen to it and give it a shot!"

Wang Quan nodded: "I understand!"

The rebel king, lamenting, said, "It's enough that you can understand!"

Wang Quan smiled: "So, what else did that black-robed being tell you?"

"Is there anything special about it?"

The Blood Sea rebel king scratched his head, pondered for a moment, and shook his head vigorously: "I clearly remember it saying some things, but—I just can't remember them."

"It must have sealed away some of my memories!"

As an evil being, a rebel king, and with the banner of rebellion in hand, its memory is exceptionally strong.

Normally, it's impossible to forget certain things.

Therefore, the only explanation for its current state is that its memories have been blocked or severed.

"What are they hiding?"

Wang Quan fell into deep thought.

He pondered for a long time but couldn't figure it out, and then, too lazy to think about it anymore, asked, "Do you have any other ways to contact the anti-king?"

Blood Sea Rebel King blinked, about to say no, but a piece of information appeared out of nowhere in his mind.

Without hesitation, he replied, "Yes!"

"We've been fighting and strife for so long, I have a hundred ways to contact the other rebel kings."

Wang Quan smiled: "Then, help me contact a few rebel kings!"

"Ugh!"

Blood Sea Rebel King contacted three or five rebel kings as quickly as possible.

When these rebel kings heard that the king wanted to see them, they were completely dumbfounded: "I am one of the seventy-two rebel kings of the Smoke and Dust Rebellion."

"There are so many living beings who want to see me every day, it's not like I can just see any Tom, Dick, or Harry."

With this in mind, these rebel kings would refuse.

The next moment, they inexplicably felt they should meet with the king.

Soon, the Blood Sea rebel king told Wang Quan the location where he would meet with the other rebel kings.

Wang Quan thanked him, saying, "You did a good job."

"I'll show you the way—leading your team to the fourth level of the world is the only way."

The Blood Sea Rebel King wiped away his tears: "The world is too dangerous. All I want now is to go back to my hometown and retire."

Wang Quan smiled, said nothing more, and got up to leave.

Retire in this world?

Hehe, if you stay here, you'll eventually become nourishment for the dust and smoke of the Seventy-Two Roads.

Moreover, with the arrival of a calamity, the second layer of the world fell into the human world, and the underworld also came into contact with the human world.

At that time... those who survive will all be incredibly lucky.

He saw that the rebel king who rose up in the bloodbath was not a man of luck.

Wang Quan went to meet with the other rebel kings.

After watching his figure disappear, the Blood Sea rebel king scratched his head in frustration.

"Oh, and that black-robed being also said: If anyone asks about this, tell them—it was destiny!"

He remembered this incident and wanted to tell Wang Quan about it.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he discovered that the royal power had vanished without a trace.

"Forget it, they're gone, we'll talk about it later."

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Wang Quan met with another twenty or thirty rebel kings, and their stories were exactly the same as those of the Blood Sea rebel king.

This result initially reassured the royal power.

But it wasn't long before he realized something was wrong.

"Why are all the anti-king's rhetoric exactly the same?"

"Why did that black-robed being's explanation sound exactly the same?"

"Why must we fight outside the safe zone?"

Wang Quan couldn't figure it out, so he continued to ask the other rebel kings.

He continued his questioning relentlessly for over half a month until he finally found the last evil rebel king.

This evil rebel king calls himself the King of Rebels for All Generations.

When Wang Quan met him, his true form was mixed with a group of ordinary evil people, sharpening knives and preparing weapons for the evil people on the front lines.

Upon seeing Wang Quan, he hurriedly greeted him: "Fellow Daoist Sahua, why have you come in person?"

Wang Quan said calmly, "Tell me, why did you lead your army here to fight?"

Bandai Anti-King coughed and began to explain.

His rhetoric was exactly the same as that of the previous rebel king.

Wang Quan listened patiently until he got up to leave.

As a result, Bandai Anti-King blocked his way: "Fellow Daoist, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Wang Quan was stunned.

Bandai said everything that the other rebel kings had said.

Not over yet?

"You haven't said anything yet?"

The flesh and blood of the Bandai villain wriggled, and his eyes and demeanor changed.

In an instant, he seemed to be replaced by a living being: "I once told many rebel kings—all of this was predestined."

After saying this, the possessed Bandai rebel king stared intently at the king, watching his expression and sensing his mental fluctuations.

However, Wang Quan remained calm and indifferent.

He gave the rebel king Bandai a deep look: "If it's all destined, why did you go to all that trouble to gather these rebel kings here?"

[Bandai Rebel King] sneered: "Because we need a vessel, we need to descend, kill you, and then fix this part of history!"

——Thank you for your support, gentlemen——Good night