Zhao Yan pretended to be seriously injured, just to see how the visible and invisible strengths of the Southern Dipper Empire would react after he didn't know whether he was alive or dead due to serious injuries.

After this attempt, it was found that the vast majority of forces were only holding a wait-and-see attitude, and no one really reacted effectively.

But he didn't want to end up with the Thundering Dynasty, but it gave Zhao Yan an unexpected discovery.

Whether the Thundering Empire has the idea of subverting the Southern Dipper Emperor, Zhao Yan can't be sure, but the Thundering Dynasty's hand is to retreat into advance, but it is superb.

As a result, Zhao Yan had a new understanding of the Emperor Zhizheng of the Thundering Dynasty, who was both civil and military.

At this time, in the side hall of the palace of the Thundering Dynasty, Emperor Zhizheng Emperor was also receiving a report from a man in black at this moment.

When he learned about Zhao Yan's situation and pondered, he made a response by retreating.

He didn't know if this was effective, but he thought that Zhao Yan was not so easy to die, and besides, Zhao Yan revealed his injured side in front of so many people, did he have any other purpose.

But no matter what the purpose, he has to do something, right?

Originally, he was going to send someone to visit Zhao Yan, but after thinking about it, since this matter was not done by himself, why did he do such a thing that had no silver here, and in the end it was self-defeating.

In the end, he still decided to simply direct all the firepower to himself, and wait until tomorrow when all the truth is revealed, and the feedback of this matter to the Thundering Dynasty is unlimited.

Emperor Zhizheng thought that his move was very clever, even the Great Emperor of the Southern Dipper might not be able to see through it, but he couldn't imagine it, so Zhao Yan had already seen through his thoughts at the first time.

Of course, he didn't know about this.

"Are you sure that the people of Shanyang Kingdom are full of anger and think that Zhao Yan was injured by our people?"

"Yes, after several spies continue to lure in, those people of Shanyang Country have forgotten about several other speculations and vented all their anger on our side!" replied the man in black.

"Good, good, good!" Emperor Zhizheng stood up excitedly, he paced up to the man in black, patted the man in black on the shoulder and said, "This thing is very good. ”

"Pull the hatred over without a trace, and overnight, almost everyone in the Nandou Empire is denouncing us openly and secretly. ”

"Tomorrow, when Zhao Yan appears in front of everyone as scheduled, then he will definitely make the real murderer public, and at that time, the entire cultivation world of the Southern Dou Empire will be ashamed of wrongly blaming us. ”

"Of course, this is not the most important thing, more importantly, our Thundering Dynasty will truly become famous in the Empire, and even some remote areas will be able to know the name of my Thundering Dynasty. ”

"We, the Thundering Dynasty, will become the most prestigious dynasty in the entire Nandou Empire. ”

"Only in this way will our Thundering Dynasty attract more cultivators to come, and when the time comes, the Ten Thousand Thunder City will meet, and the geniuses will gather, and it will develop like this......"

Speaking of this, Emperor Zhizheng didn't continue, just coughed lightly twice, and then said, "You go down first!"

"Yes!" the man in black silently disappeared.

Emperor Zhizheng held his desk, raised his head, looked at the void through the roof, and the excitement in his eyes was overflowing, but the hand holding the table trembled unconsciously.

This night was destined to be an unquiet night, and the assassination of a "little" Venerable actually caused discussion throughout the Nandou Empire, and all kinds of speculations emerged one after another.

Even in the middle of the night, people were reluctant to retreat, and they were all entangled in who the murderer was, whether Zhao Yan would appear at the scene of the Three Kingdoms Secret Realm, whether the Nandou Emperor would be mad because of this, and where should Shanyang Country go.

While everyone was talking, Zhao Yan had already returned to his room and fell asleep.

Is Zhao Yan really beautiful and injured?

Of course he was injured, but it was his soul that was injured.

Although he had already taken the elixir to heal his soul, he still felt a little tired, so he went straight to sleep.

It is said that in Zhao Yan's realm, sleeping is already a dispensable thing, even if he doesn't sleep for a hundred years, it is nothing to him.

The reason why people sleep is because the brain needs to rest.

What the brain is, it is the mud pill body of the head, and it is the soul in the mud pill body that really thinks about things.

It is said that the brain is tired, but in fact, the soul is tired, that is, too much soul power is consumed.

The soul of a cultivator, especially the soul of a cultivator above the god transformation, is very powerful, as long as the soul power is sufficient, the brain will not get tired, and there is no need to sleep.

And Zhao Yan's soul was stronger than other cultivators, so he didn't need to sleep.

However, when dealing with that mid-emperor powerhouse before, his soul power consumption was too great, and he was close to exhaustion, so he had to sleep well to let his soul relax.

After this sleep, Zhao Yan entered the dream again.

Once he saw the tall black figure, the man who looked almost exactly like himself.

The man was all very dark, but his face was extremely white, and the shadow was almost demonic.

Every time he saw this man, Zhao Yan felt an inexplicable sense of fear in his heart.

Because he thought that this man was the legendary demon god.

In fact. After the illusion of the Chaos Vortex, Zhao Yan could almost confirm that this person was not the legendary Demon God, and his greatest possibility was that he was the figure of his previous lives.

Prior to this lifetime, Zhao Yan had experienced 1,800 times of Nirvana, nine of which had reached the Venerable Great Perfection realm.

In other words, he had the opportunity to become an emperor in front of him, which represented that he had walked out of the Nine Great Paths.

Among cultivators, it is often said that there are three thousand avenues, and any one of them encompasses almost all the avenues in heaven and earth.

And Zhao Yan walked out of nine of them.

It can be said that in the previous ninth life, Zhao Yan had grown into a very powerful existence.

However, Zhao Yan in this life has also reached the late stage of the Venerable, and he is the late stage of the Venerable who can kill the emperor.

Zhao Yan believed that even in this divine domain, he would be able to be invincible at the same level.

But why do you feel fear when you see this figure in your dreams?

What's so scary about that?

Or is he not one of the nine lives before him, but his pre-salvation self?

So what kind of being is he?

Demon God?

"Have you ever seen a demon god?" A voice pulled Zhao Yan back from his imagination, and when he looked at it, there was only a man in black at the scene, the man who looked exactly like himself.

"Are you talking to me?" Zhao Yan was surprised.

Zhao Yan knew very well that when he was in the Chaos Vortex, he had also seen the men in black, and there was more than one, but almost every one of them was hostile to him.

But this time, his words seemed very calm, as if the two were meeting for the first time.

"Is there anyone else here?" the man in black asked, still calm.

"Who are you? Where is this?" Zhao Yan couldn't help but ask, he instinctively forgot about the other party's question, because he was more confused.

"You don't know, how did you get here?" the man in black still didn't answer, still asking rhetorically.

"I fell asleep, and I came here as soon as I closed my eyes!" replied Zhao Yan.

The man in black, who seemed to be tall and untouchable, actually walked towards him after Zhao Yan finished answering.

Zhao Yan instinctively wanted to retreat, but he couldn't move, so his fear became more and more serious.

The man in black did not change in any way because of Zhao Yan's embarrassment, he came to Zhao Yan's face, and just stared at Zhao Yan's eyes.

"You're afraid of me!" the man asked.

"Yes, I'm very afraid, but I don't know why I'm afraid!" Zhao Yan said honestly.

"You are afraid because you don't know, people often have an instinctive vigilance about what they don't know, and if the vigilance is excessive, it will become fear, that is, fear!"

"Therefore, you should try to understand me, and when you understand me, you will not be afraid!" replied the man in black, still calmly.

"And who are you?" is always a question that comes with it.

"I, it's you!" replied the man in black.

Again, this answer.

When the Chaos Vortex was in the Chaos Vortex, the black-clothed people who appeared there always said that they were Zhao Yan himself.

But Zhao Yan knew that the black-clothed people this time were all different from the black-clothed people who had appeared before, and he didn't know how to understand it, but he just felt different.

Zhao Yan listened to the man's words, his eyes stared at the man, but he didn't know what to say.

The other party has already said that he is himself, so what else do you have to ask?

"I don't want to ask anymore, do you want to know more about yourself?" The man in black looked at Zhao Yan and didn't speak, so he spoke again.

Do I know myself?

After hearing this question, Zhao Yan asked himself, he really didn't know himself.

He couldn't even remember any of the 1,798 lives he had before.

At most, he can only live in his previous life.

He can't even remember what he's been through, so how can he understand himself?

Even in this life, he couldn't understand it.

Why was he able to condense eight different kinds of primordial infants? Just because he sensed the eight powers to explain, that would definitely not work.

Why can't anyone else feel so much power at once?

And the power of the sword? Why can I cultivate the sword intent the first time I practice the sword, and why can I exert an effect far beyond others no matter what weapon I use?

Why does your alchemy and refining level increase with the improvement of your realm?

Why did he never devote himself to studying the formation, but there were so many super formations in his mind?

Is it the spiritual legacy of the previous IX?

But Zhao Yan still can't understand it?

In front of me, although I have cultivated to the Venerable Great Perfection, I have never really reached the emperor level, how can I refine the emperor weapon? and why can I kill the emperor?

Zhao Yan was sure that he hadn't refined the emperor-grade pill yet, but as long as he was willing, maybe he could even refine the emperor-grade pill.

All these unbelievable situations have happened to me, why is this?

Seeing Zhao Yan's constantly changing face, the man in black seemed to know what Zhao Yan was thinking, so he spoke again: "If you try to understand yourself, you will be able to connect with me, and when you understand me, you will not be afraid!"

"Then how do I understand myself?" Zhao Yan asked puzzled.

"If you look at yourself, you will be able to understand yourself. ”

"It's not right that you've always enjoyed what you've gotten for granted, and you don't know why. ”

"If you go on like this, when you usher in the Immortal Emperor Tribulation, there will be an unexpected calamity, and you will regret it at that time, regret that you didn't understand yourself earlier!" explained the man in black.

"Are you a demon god?" Zhao Yan felt that the man in black was about to disappear, so he asked the question he wanted to know the most.

"Have you ever seen a demon god?" the man in black asked the question he had asked at the beginning.

Zhao Yan shook his head!

At this time, Zhao Yan saw the man in black smile weirdly, revealing his white teeth.

Zhao Yan was smart, and then he heard a woman's voice: "Zhao Yan, what's wrong with you, Zhao Yan?"