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Chapter 467: Golden Lotus Seeds wither and destroy the magic light
"These two old guys really don't want to take risks!"

After hearing the replies from the Taoist Wutanwudi and the old man Fumo, Wang Zhifan couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

The situation is now very clear. He has found the target, but the target gives him a very dangerous intuition. If he attacks alone, the result is a little unpredictable. If he waits for support, he won't be able to get it for a while, which makes him feel a little stuck.

"Should we fight or retreat... If we retreat like this, we will know very little about this Demon Lord except for his location, and it will be difficult to organize a siege later... If we decide to fight, maybe we should wait a while. The clone of the Demon Subduer can also play a role..."

After thinking about it, Wang Zhifan decided not to retreat. He couldn't just give up the fight because the enemy looked very strong, but he also didn't seem like the type that would make him feel invincible at first glance.

Of course, it would be inappropriate to rush in directly against such a strong enemy. You must first keep a safe distance and test the enemy's strengths and weaknesses before responding.

So Wang Zhifan quickly developed a strategy.

He immediately retreated to the outside of Ruizhou City and hid in a small woods outside the city.

The task of testing was given to a clone of Mengwo, but this clone of Mengwo was different from the ones he had sent to test before. It was not an ordinary clone, but a powerful clone he specially made and infused with a lot of skills to ensure that it would be threatening enough when launching a sneak attack.

The entire preparation phase was quick and smooth. When Wang Zhifan hid in the woods outside the city and sent a powerful clone to quietly return to the city, no accidents occurred.

And this time, the clone also sneaked into the tavern where the Scholar Demon Lord was located smoothly, as if this powerful Demon Lord had ordinary perception and did not realize that an outsider had been spying on him.

The clone was in position, and Wang Zhifan controlled it to hide in the wall of the restaurant and observe silently. He did not let the clone attack immediately because he wanted to continue observing the enemy while waiting for the strongest clone that the old man Fu Mo mentioned to come for support.

Until this moment, in the tavern room, the Demon Lord who made Wang Zhifan feel very dangerous was still playing Go with the sloppy old man across the wooden table.

The Demon Lord, who looked like a young scholar in white, looked serious, as if he had focused all his energy on the chessboard in front of him.

It thinks carefully before making each move. The jade folding fan with a dragon in its left hand is swaying gently and rhythmically, showing that the new owner of the fan is in a relaxed and happy mood.

When Wang Zhifan saw this scene through his clone, he couldn't help but have the idea that a sneak attack might succeed immediately, but when he focused his clone's attention on the other two demon lords on both sides of the target, he had to suppress the impulse.

Because the two demon lords who looked like middle-aged servants in gray clothes had been on alert all the time. Although they had not discovered the clone sent by Wang Zhifan until now, which seemed to show their poor business ability, there was no doubt that if Wang Zhifan controlled the clone to launch a sneak attack, they would definitely block and interfere.

Although the clone sent by Wang Zhifan is a specially made powerful individual, its strength is still far from comparable to his original body, so the opportunity is not good enough and he can only wait, waiting for the two servant demon lords to reveal a flaw, or for the support of the demon-subduing old man to arrive.

So time continued to pass slowly, and in the dimly lit room of the small restaurant with an oil lamp, the white-clothed scholar Demon Lord and the old man across the wooden table continued to play chess until the old man's side finally won.

"That's right! This game of yours is very interesting! As long as you can keep defeating me, I will keep you alive!"

Although he lost the game of Go to the old man on the opposite side, the Scholar Demon Lord did not look angry at all. Instead, he looked happy as if he had found something interesting, and he spoke in human language and said that he wanted to play a few more games.

However, the slovenly old man sitting opposite it was not so happy. He had a bitter smile on his wrinkled face, his long white eyebrows and messy, sparse white hair drooping helplessly, and he replied to the Demon Lord in a resigned tone:
"Your Excellency the Demon Lord is very talented. Just one game of chess has made me feel that my chess skills are constantly improving. I don't think I can defeat you in the next game. Please feel free to kill or chop me up."

It turned out that this sloppy-looking white-haired old man was actually a monk. He also knew clearly that the person playing chess with him was a demon lord. Wang Zhifan, who was silently observing the place, could not help but control his clone to look at him twice more.

Originally, Wang Zhifan didn’t pay much attention to this old man who was playing chess with the Demon Lord, mainly because he didn’t know the other party and his image was very bad.

His face was full of wrinkles and he looked extremely old. His head was covered with messy white hair like a chicken coop. He seemed to be naked. Apart from the fact that there was no obvious dirt on his body, he looked not much different from a street beggar.

His strength is quite good and he should be a master in the innate realm, but it is insignificant to someone at Wang Zhifan's level.

"Haha... you baldy, are you ready to die? Where is your courage to challenge me? I order you to continue! As long as you can finish the second game of chess before dawn, I won't punish you for being lazy!"

The powerful demon lord, who looked like a young scholar, responded immediately after hearing the old man's words, with an attitude of not letting the opponent go and continuing to play against him.

After hearing this, the old man sighed bitterly. He probably compromised with the Demon Lord's suggestion to play slowly, and realized that he still wanted to live a few more hours.

The old man slowly stood up and tidied up the chessboard filled with black and white chess pieces on the wooden table. His body trembled as he crouched down, and the messy white hair on his head also trembled accordingly, revealing the golden patterns engraved on his old scalp.

"That's... a golden lotus? How come this old man is the same as the golden lotus seed? No! He is the golden lotus seed!!!"

In an instant, Wang Zhifan, who observed the patterns on the old man's scalp through his clone, was shocked.

He suddenly discovered that the white-haired old man whom he had always thought was a passerby was actually the ninth on the Demon Sealing List, the Buddhist master Jin Lianzi, who he had complained about not replying to his messages not long ago!

The reason was not just the golden lotus pattern on the old man's head, but after he broke the shackles of his mind and associated it with the golden lotus seeds, he suddenly found that the old man's face shape was very similar to the golden lotus seeds in his impression, but he looked too old and he didn't think about it in this way before!
Then the old man's aura was strangely similar to Golden Lotus Seed's. Although he seemed to be a high-level cultivator in the Innate Realm, which was inconsistent with Golden Lotus Seed's memory as a super-innate master, as long as factors such as the serious injury and the sharp drop in realm were taken into account, the two could be easily linked together and found to be almost the same person!

"He is definitely Jin Lianzi! I just don't know why he suddenly became so old. If I had interacted with him more often, I would have recognized him earlier... This unlucky monk might have been tricked by the Demon Lord... My intuition is correct, this Demon Lord is indeed extremely dangerous!"

For a moment, Wang Zhifan, who confirmed this fact through observation of his clone, was extremely surprised.

It was the first time for him to see someone suddenly go from being in the prime of life to being old and frail. He realized that Jin Lianzi was not being pretentious when she did not respond to him before, but that the person had been kidnapped by the Demon Lord. Although he was still alive, he was only a tiny distance away from death.

“It seems that... the ability of this Demon Lord may be related to time... It is impossible to turn a young super-innate cultivator into an old man directly without the passage of hundreds of years... The time power... This is probably the most difficult type of ability to deal with..." After confirming that the old man was the Golden Lotus Seed, Wang Zhifan immediately deduced key enemy intelligence and realized that the Scholar Demon Lord might have the power of time, otherwise he would not have been able to make the Golden Lotus Seed age hundreds of years in such a short time.

This then leads to an obvious question: How to deal with an enemy who has the power of time?

Generally speaking, this kind of enemy is difficult to deal with, or even impossible to deal with.

Because time is the underlying rule of the world, if you want to defeat an enemy who possesses the power of time, you must also possess the power of time to fight back, otherwise you can only be beaten unilaterally.

"I have a certain ability in the law of time, but it is entirely dependent on the epic weapon, the Blade of Time... It's hard to say whether I can fight against this demon lord..."

After thinking about it, Wang Zhifan was in a dilemma.

Based on the current intelligence, he couldn't judge whether he could deal with this unprecedentedly powerful enemy.

It’s not that he didn’t believe in the Blade of Time that had helped him countless times, but he suspected that the moment he made a move, he would be hit by the enemy’s trick first, resulting in the inability to exert the power of the Blade of Time and falling into a very unfavorable situation.

"It is still unclear what level this demon lord has mastered in terms of his ability to control time...

But it is only a powerful Demon Lord after all, not a higher-ranking Demon Lord. It should not be proficient in time reversal, time stoppage, and time acceleration...

At present, we can only infer that it can greatly accelerate the passage of time for the enemy, making the enemy look extremely old...

But I completely controlled this method. "

Facing an enemy who possesses the power of time, Wang Zhifan is indeed a little powerless, but there is one kind of time-related method that he does not have to fear, and that is that aging attacks are useless to him!
The reason is simple, the legendary perfect power he possesses has already endowed him with immortality, and the ability description clearly mentions that perfect beings are immune to aging, so no matter how the time ability accelerates his personal time, it is useless, he will always be in his current peak state.

In addition, the "immortal" property of the epic Supreme Blood he possesses also has a similar effect, which can make him immune to various aging attacks and keep his body always at the age when the Supreme Blood was fused.

"It seems that I am somewhat suitable to deal with this demon king, but the risk is definitely not small. After all, I don't know the upper limit of its ability."

After thinking for a while, Wang Zhifan quickly made a decision. He planned to further test the enemy, try to figure out his strength before the enemy knew him, and then try to kill him with all his strength at the first sight, otherwise there would definitely be endless troubles if he delayed it later.

His method of testing was very simple, that was to use his clone to launch a surprise attack.

However, to be on the safe side, he sent two ordinary clones to the target location again to restrain the other two demon lords beside the enemy.

The time to fight is coming soon!
In the tavern room, when the old Jin Lianzi had arranged the chessboard and started playing chess with the Demon Lord again, two figures suddenly rushed out from the walls on both sides and headed towards the white-clothed scholar Demon Lord! It was the ordinary clone sent by Wang Zhifan!
"Haha, the sneaky young human race finally can't stand it anymore..."

The Demon Lord, holding a jade fan in one hand and a white piece in the other, was not surprised when he was suddenly attacked.

It just had a look of indifference and disdain in its eyes, and did not make any dodging or counterattack movements. It still sat calmly on the wooden chair thinking about the chess game, allowing the two servants of the Demon Lord beside it to deal with the invading enemies.

The two servants of the Demon Lord did as Wang Zhifan had imagined. They flashed in an instant and each intercepted one of the clones he sent out.

At this juncture, Wang Zhifan's hidden third powerful clone was instantly dispatched, approaching the white-clothed scholar demon lord in the game with several times faster speed and explosive power.

The powerful clone created a phantom blade condensed from his profound skills, and it slashed towards the head of the Scholar Demon Lord without mercy.

At this moment, the Scholar Demon Lord sitting on the chair still had a calm expression. He did not move at all, and the world within ten feet around him instantly came to a standstill.

Whether it was the old golden lotus seed with a numb expression opposite it, the two demon lords who served as servants not far from it, or the three clones who came to attack it, all of them entered a state of complete stillness.

"It really has the ability to stop time!"

Wang Zhifan, who was far outside the city, realized this immediately. He found that his clone was now in an extremely special state. Everything he sensed was completely normal, but he could not control it at all. He was in a very contradictory state.

Because the clones were not damaged, they just lacked the basic element necessary for action: time.

Inside the small restaurant, the Scholar Demon Lord, who had stopped everything around him, turned to look at Wang Zhifan's clone who had suddenly attacked him, and said slowly with a sneer on his face:
"Young man of the human race... I originally planned to find you after playing this game of chess, so that you could watch with your own eyes all the people you cherish die in front of you... I didn't expect that you were a little impatient with life, so I had no choice but to fulfill your wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the scholar-demon lord instantly disappeared from the wooden chair, disappeared from the room of the tavern, and directly appeared in the grove outside the city, and appeared in front of Wang Zhifan himself!
"It actually has mastered the ability of space laws..."

Faced with this scene, Wang Zhifan neither chose to escape nor to attack immediately. He just stood there calmly, staring at the Demon Lord who appeared in front of him, thinking in his heart that it was indeed unusual and much stronger than other Demon Lords.

The Demon Lord was a little surprised to find that he was so calm. He stared at him with a cold look and said:
“Haha, you didn’t even run away… Should I say you are brave or stupid enough… Feel the pain! Withering Demonic Light!”

The aura of the Demon Lord suddenly surged dozens of times, fully revealing the power of the Demon Lord!

At the same time, a force with the law of time attached enveloped Wang Zhifan, causing several trees beside him to wither and shrivel in an instant, as if they had entered the end of their life.

(End of this chapter)