Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

"No, it was just humiliation."

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Lin Mo disappeared on the spot as he spoke.

When he reappeared, he had already arrived at the building where Yang Liu and the others were.

Covered in sweat, he walked into the bathroom, turned on the tap, and let the cold water run from head to toe.

Hot water gushed from the showerhead, and steam filled the entire bathroom.

He stood under the running water for a long time until the smell of sweat and perfume on his body was completely washed away before turning off the tap, drying himself off, and changing into a clean set of clothes.

After spending a few days playing with Yang Liu and the others, Lin Mo went to the study, sat on the sofa, and once again took out the Heluo Book to deduce the truth.

The Dao patterns flowed slowly across the paper, and the light spots jumped and recombine. After a moment, two characters appeared in the center.

Good luck.

Lin Mo frowned slightly.

Nothing really happened just now.

Strictly speaking, he did indeed gain something.

She's a beautiful woman, after all.

But he always felt that something was off about this "great fortune". He was forcibly dragged into a cave, then tormented on the ground by the poisoned god-king for several days, and then almost killed by a palm strike.

This kind of experience can hardly be considered "lucky," can it?

"Could this be considered very auspicious?"

Lin Mo muttered to himself, then decided to go take another look.

After all, the red human-shaped plant that fell next to the stone platform looked like something good.

However, Lin Mo was much more cautious this time.

He did not choose to let his original body travel through time.

Instead, it first splits off a clone whose cultivation level is only at the early stage of Sainthood.

"Go, but come back immediately if you encounter any danger."

The clone nodded, and with a thought, disappeared from the study.

The clone, having arrived in World Three, cautiously looked around.

The cave interior was in a mess.

The totems on both walls faded completely, leaving only some blurry engravings.

There were several pools of dried blood on the ground, some dark red and some black, mixed with bits of flesh and fragments of broken magical artifacts.

A faint smell of blood and an indescribable sweet-smelling odor lingered in the air—the lingering scent of the Candle Dragon Whip's poison and the blood-red monster's dissipation.

He breathed a sigh of relief after not seeing anyone.

"They really left!"

But then he noticed that the human-shaped plant next to the stone platform was gone.

He crouched down and carefully searched around the remains of the stone platform, but found nothing.

"She took it?"

Lin Mo was somewhat disappointed.

That humanoid plant looks unusual!

It is very likely the most precious treasure in this cave, after all, even the God King fought tooth and nail for it.

But it's no use thinking about it now; the things have already been taken away.

His gaze then fell on the burly man with horns.

The corpse lay face up near the cave entrance, its face ashen, its eyes wide open, its pupils still reflecting the disbelief of its last moments before death.

He had a wound on his chest pierced by black flower petals, the flesh around the wound was rolled up, and a dark purple poisonous gas was coming out.

Even though he was dead, his corpse still retained extremely strong divine power fluctuations.

The fluctuations were steady and profound, like magma compressed countless times; it appeared calm on the surface, but contained extremely terrifying energy within.

"The corpse of the God-King!"

Lin Mo swallowed hard, thinking to himself that he was about to strike it rich!

He strode forward, squatted down, placed his hand on the chest of the burly man with horns, and with a thought, put him into his spatial storage.

He then picked up the pieces of meat from the ground.

During the inspection, something unusual was found among the pieces of meat.

The pieces of meat were mixed with many chunks of flesh covered in bloody hair, resembling the remains of some kind of animal.

The divine power emanating from those chunks of flesh was extremely intense, even slightly stronger than that emanating from the horned giant's corpse, the body of a god-king.

The blood-red hair gleamed with a dark red glow in the dim light, and each hair retained an extremely pure baleful aura.

"Shouldn't we be able to devour the corpses of demonic beasts as well?"

Lin Mo, who had never used the Star Absorbing Technique to devour the corpses of demonic beasts before, muttered to himself as he stored the pieces of meat into his spatial storage.

After clearing the entire cave, Lin Mo emerged from it.

Outside the cave, he stored the corpses that had been killed by the restriction into his spatial storage, and then walked into the distance.

He planned to use his clone to test whether the restriction had been lifted.

I chose a direction and started walking towards the distant hills.

His steps were neither hurried nor slow, each step taking him to perceive the movement around him.

He walked one hundred steps, two hundred steps, five hundred steps, one thousand steps.

The surrounding air remained calm, without any unusual fluctuations, and there was no feeling of being locked in by anything.

After walking a sufficient distance and seeing that he had not been attacked by the restriction, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems the restrictions have been lifted.

"Good heavens, someone who hasn't even become a god yet dares to come to the secret realm!"

Just then, a mocking voice came from afar.

Lin Mo looked in the direction of the sound.

At the foot of the distant hills, several figures were walking towards him.

The leader was a middle-aged man wearing gray-black armor, with a rugged face and a disdainful smile on his lips.

He was followed by four people, all of whom were at the late stage of True God to the early stage of Heavenly God.

The mocking voice came from the middle-aged man in the lead. His gaze swept over Lin Mo, and after confirming that the other party only had the cultivation of the early stage of Saint, the disdain on his face deepened.

"Even a Saint in the early stages dares to enter the Ruins of Return?"

Are you tired of living or have you lost your mind?

The people behind him laughed, their laughter filled with undisguised mockery.

The leading man stepped forward, looked Lin Mo up and down, and then pointed in the direction Lin Mo had just come from:

"Did you go into that cave over there?"

Lin Mo did not deny it and nodded.

"What's inside?"

There's nothing there.

"Nothing at all?"

The middle-aged man's smile turned cold.

"Do you think we're fools? We saw the huge commotion over there, with golden light shooting into the sky, clearly from here."

"So many people are rushing over there, and you're telling me there's nothing?"

Lin Mo did not respond.

The middle-aged man took a step forward, his tone filled with murderous intent:

"Hand over what you got from inside, and we'll let you go!"

"I got nothing."

"Oh, is that so!"

The middle-aged man sneered.

"Then obediently open your divine sense and let me search your soul. If I find nothing after the search, I'll let you go!"

Lin Mo's expression changed.

Opening one's consciousness to allow others to search one's soul is tantamount to revealing all one's secrets to others.

He could not accept such humiliation.

Moreover, given their modus operandi, they would most likely not let him leave alive after searching his soul; killing him to silence him would be their standard practice.

"What, you don't want to?"

The middle-aged man's aura suddenly intensified, pressing down on Lin Mo.

"If you don't cooperate, don't blame me for forcibly searching your soul."

If you end up with dementia, don't blame me for not giving you a chance.