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At the critical moment, Wang Zhifan should have burst out with greater strength and pinned the enemy to death before he escaped, but he did not do so. Instead, he "helplessly" let the other party run away.

The powerful wizard used some unknown props, and his figure instantly turned into dozens of figures. Then each of them activated space movement and left in a different direction. It can be said that he had mastered the technique of running away to perfection.

Wang Zhifan stood alone on the ground, watching the world around him return to normal due to the destruction of the enemy's disappearing domain, and then slowly sheathed the Qingdi Sword.

"He has some strength, but he is not a saint. There is no point in killing him by force. It is better to let him provide clues."

The reason why he let this enemy go was that he wanted him to lead him to find the hostile saint, otherwise he could have spared his life.

His method of tracking the other party was very simple, which was to figure out the tiny spatial traces left by the other party's escape.

If this method is used by other people, it will definitely result in failure. After all, spatial traces are relatively easy to conceal, especially for such a powerful wizard who has professional skills in this area.

But Wang Zhifan is different. Not to mention that he has practiced the laws of time and space and is very sensitive to the fluctuations and changes of space and time, his spiritual attribute of 500 points alone determines that the details he can discover are very different from others.

So for the next short period of time, Wang Zhifan concentrated on using his perception ability to make judgments. First, he spent a few seconds to determine the direction of the enemy's true body from dozens of escape traces, and then he followed this unique route, constantly activating the spatial movement ability of the infinite shoes.

During this process, the God of Iris also contacted him, asking him why he made such a big noise just now and whether he was being chased by a powerful enemy and needed help.

Wang Zhifan felt helpless about his god's judgment. He thought that she must have been busy with other things and didn't see the whole picture, so he told her that he would call her if he needed help and that she was safe at the moment.

Moving along the spatial trajectory, Wang Zhifan soon arrived at a desolate area. It was sparsely populated and had a harsh environment. It looked inconspicuous, but he could vaguely sense the breath of saints in the air, and there was more than one kind.

"Sure enough, letting that guy run away worked. Didn't I find his hometown now?"

Realizing that he might have entered the territory of the hostile camp, Wang Zhifan did not move forward rashly. He took out the Fengyin Hat and put it on himself, entering an invisible state. At the same time, he also specifically activated the hermit title's ability to weaken his presence, making himself as stealthy as possible.

After he obtained this hermit title, he almost never triggered it intentionally, because under normal circumstances, if he wanted to be invisible, it was enough to use the Wind-Hidden Hat, and it would be difficult for others to find him. However, facing a saint-level existence, the rare Wind-Hidden Hat would definitely not be enough, and he had to let the Hermit title add a layer of BUFF to be safer.

In the wilderness, Wang Zhifan remained inconspicuous and searched carefully. His perception was incredibly strong, and it didn't take long for him to stop at a place where there was no special weeds and make a judgment.

"The wizard is hiding underground now. There is a statue next to him with the aura of a saint attached to it. It seems that we need to find a way to find the saint."

Discovering the escaped wizard didn’t mean much to Wang Zhifan. His target had always been the saint, so he didn’t plan to attack now.

Little did he know that at the moment, the wizard who was chopped by him and fled here was praying to his own saint underground, and he was quite nervous.

"Great God of Hell! I just encountered an unexpectedly powerful enemy. He is a chosen one who appeared in the temple of Ms. Qingquan. The plan may have been exposed. Please be careful of the enemy god's conspiracy!"

This guy reported quickly to his god, seemingly worried that the situation in the Temple of Lady Qingquan would be known to other saints.

After just a few seconds, a hoarse voice from the statue responded to him:

"I already know. Don't worry. No one can ruin my plan."

After saying that, the statue suddenly turned into a human figure, which looked like a young woman, exactly the same as the water statue Wang Zhifan saw in the Temple of Ms. Qingquan!
"Hmm? This saint's aura is Ms. Qingquan. She was indeed captured by this group of people... No, she is not a saint! She is just an extremely exquisite fake!"

Wang Zhifan, who was hiding on the ground, accidentally discovered this astonishing secret and understood what the enemy camp was doing. They actually planned to replace the saints on their side with counterfeits, and the counterfeits were particularly similar. It was estimated that there was a huge conspiracy.

"I must report this to the God immediately! We must not let the enemy's plan succeed!"

Without thinking too much, Wang Zhifan chose to evacuate decisively, quietly escaping to a place hundreds of miles away, and then activated his teleportation ability to move further away and began to contact the God of Iris.

However, what was very strange was that the God of Iris, who should have been able to be contacted at any time, seemed to have been disconnected at this moment, and no matter how he called out, there was no response.

"That's weird... didn't we talk just now?"

Feeling something was very wrong, Wang Zhifan began to observe his surroundings. At first glance, he found nothing strange here, it was all an uninhabited wilderness. But after looking a few more times, he felt something was wrong. He vaguely felt that the surrounding scenery was too monotonous and repetitive, as if it was exactly the same in every direction.

This immediately made him alert and he concentrated his perception to explore the surrounding space. He found that the area he was in was really abnormal. All time and space were cleverly connected in a loop, so no matter how he ran, he could not escape.

"Haha... I thought I was careful enough, but it turns out I was tricked a long time ago."

The strange situation made Wang Zhifan decisively draw out the Qingdi Sword and assume a fighting posture.

For the first time, he did not find any trace of the enemy, nor did he feel much hostility, but he knew that he was in an extremely dangerous situation.

There is not much point in continuing to use space movement to escape. He will only keep entering similar spaces. Even using the Qingdi Sword to break the space is useless, because layer after layer of space overlaps with each other. Trying to break out by force is futile and a waste of his strength.

He began to think about ways to break the impasse and had some ideas, but he didn't want to use them rashly before meeting the real enemy.

After a while, a figure appeared from the air in the wilderness that seemed calm but was actually weird. A beautiful long-haired woman with purple eyes floated down and stood in front of Wang Zhifan.

Wang Zhifan watched this being who looked exactly like the God of Iris walking towards him, but the expression on his face did not change at all, just like an ancient well.

"My chosen ones, why don't you salute me when you see me?"

The long-haired, purple-eyed woman then revealed an indescribably strange smile and spoke to Wang Zhifan, "Because you are not her, you are just a fake."

Wang Zhifan responded mercilessly, his eyes fixed on this fake creature.

He could sense without a doubt that the other party understood that he knew she was a fake, so he didn't even bother to act.

"Oh? You already know all this... hehe..."

The fake existence laughed mockingly, and then said slowly:
"Young man, you have too little experience. In fact, most of the time, the truth and falsehood in this world are not absolute. I will soon replace the real one, and you will have to treat me sincerely."

After saying this, the woman disappeared out of thin air in front of Wang Zhifan, as if she was going to carry out her mission of replacement.

Wang Zhifan did not show any aggressive behavior during the whole process. He knew that the other party was just an illusion, deliberately trying to attack his spirit and make him feel what despair was.

"So, the existence we encountered before was leading an evil plan to replace other saints? Isn't this a bit wrong? If they can easily replace other saints, it means that they can quickly gather the strength to return to the kingdom of God. Why do they have to do such a time-wasting trick?"

"Unless, returning to the Kingdom of God is not His first priority... Could it be that He wants to take advantage of this precious opportunity given by the God Above God to allow the fake creature under His control to ascend to the throne of God, thereby controlling each pantheon? To realize the greatest conspiracy?"

After a brief thought, Wang Zhifan felt that this matter was very complicated. It directly turned the Saints' Battle Royale led by the God above God into a Saints' Swap. Once it is realized, it is hard to imagine what the future of this world will be like.

"It shouldn't be that scary. I reported it to the Goddess of Clear Springs Temple. The Goddess said she would tell the powerful God of Nature. The God of Nature shouldn't be unable to see through those delicate fakes..."

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Wang Zhifan's thoughts didn't stay on this problem for long before he turned his attention back to himself. He needed to find a way to get out of the predicament.

In fact, it's not that he is completely out of options, but once he uses them, his trump card will be exposed. It's better to use it later. What's more, the enemy has not attacked him and just left him there, which makes him a little confused.

Finally, after a while, a hoarse voice was heard in this monotonous space. It sounded like the existence he had discovered underground not long ago.

"Human, I am the God of Hell... You trespassed into my domain without permission and should have been destroyed immediately..."

"But I see that you are a Hades Envoy, born to serve under me, so I will give you a chance to choose..."

"I ask you, do you want to continue to serve your weak saint, or return to your mission and become my chosen one..."

The hoarse and deep voice finished the words in a calm but unquestionable tone, and the entire space returned to silence again.

Wang Zhifan therefore realized that he was not attacked because of his identity as the underworld messenger, and he couldn't help but start to ponder it.

He remembered that this identity was indeed not simple. In the initial identity selection of the copy, a special option called "Chosen by the Underworld God" was triggered. The effect was that the gods of the underworld would compete to recruit him as one of their elects when they saw him, but the problem was that the identity he later chose was "Neutral" instead of "Chosen by the Underworld God". It was a bit intriguing that this existence who claimed to be the God of Hell still wanted to forcibly recruit him.

"What will you do to me if I refuse to change my gods?"

After a little thought, Wang Zhifan seemed to be shaken, and asked tentatively to the God of Hell, whose voice he could only hear but whose person he could not see.

This god from the hostile camp, according to the information he obtained, was a powerful deity. He was a terrifying existence that neither he nor the God of Iris could afford to provoke, so he had to be careful enough.

The God of Hell’s answer was very straightforward, and the answer was naturally the word death.

"Human, my patience is limited. Please answer my questions quickly... If you make a foolish choice, I will deprive you of your status as a Hades Messenger and make you fall into eternal death..."

His words hit Wang Zhifan directly at the sore spot. Depriving him of his identity as a Hades messenger meant that he could make Wang Zhifan lose a powerful ability. Falling into eternal death meant that he knew that Wang Zhifan could not be killed by conventional means, so he would use special methods to eliminate him.

Then the current situation is very clear. On one side is the ending of permanent death and game over, and on the other side is to change allegiance and join a powerful god, or strictly speaking, a saint. Even elementary school students can tell which side has more prospects.

Therefore, Wang Zhifan did not hesitate any longer. He immediately raised his voice and responded loudly:
"Great God of Hell! I have decided to become! Your grandfather! Suzaku! Help me destroy it!"

As his voice fell, in the high sky behind him, in the revolving void, a majestic being bathed in blazing flames instantly broke through the infinite world barrier that could not be broken and appeared in this space!

He was so huge, powerful, and great that as soon as he descended, the special space field that bound Wang Zhifan was shattered. Only endless flames and golden light that covered everything remained between heaven and earth. It was no different from the gods descending to the human world.

Then Wang Zhifan heard another distant cry, and an indescribable and majestic divine claw appeared above his head, penetrating directly into the shattered space and grabbing a figure that was unknown how far away it was.

In Wang Zhifan's opinion, this figure is actually very powerful and unfathomable, but strength and weakness depend on comparison. In front of the powerful god-level Suzaku, it seems too weak.

It must be understood here that although the God of Hell is also a powerful deity, it is currently in the state of a saint, which is weakened countless times compared to the deity form, and cannot be compared with the Suzaku in full state.

"God above all, save me!"

In desperation, the God of Hell also burst out with the will to survive, and cried for help before he was completely destroyed, hoping that the God above all gods would come to help him stop the extremely terrifying foreign god, Suzaku.

However, the fact that many things can happen indicates the attitude of higher-level beings. As the supreme ruler of this advanced world, the God of Gods could naturally stop the foreign god Suzaku from entering his territory, but He chose not to do so, which means that the God of Hell deserves this bad luck.

"Oh my god! Why is Suzaku so powerful this time!"

Wang Zhifan, who had guided the Suzaku to descend, was also stunned. His initial idea was to have the Suzaku fight off the God of Hell, but he had not expected the God of Hell to be so weak that he was almost killed instantly. (End of this chapter)