Just as Su Mu was about to take the mechanical arm, suddenly, there was a crackling sound...

The sound of gears turning was heard inside the robotic arm, followed by a flash of cold metallic light, and the robotic arm "came to life"!

It spread its five fingers, revealing delicate gears at the joints, and silently floated towards Su Mu.

"Oh?" Su Mu's eyes moved slightly, and a crystal blue light flashed in his eyes.

Buzz!

The mechanical arm was firmly locked in the air by the materialized mental force. It struggled violently, making constant sounds of gears jamming, but it was completely useless.

With Su Mu's current strength, let alone the demigod arm, he could easily suppress the fallen Maitreya even if he was in person.

"God is resurrecting?" Su Mu slowly picked up the mechanical arm. The moment he picked it up, the mechanical arm seemed to sense some great terror and instantly became quiet.

"With Wuming's strength, he could easily suppress this level of God's resurrection, but he chose to spend more effort to seal it instead of directly erasing the God's consciousness that revived in his arm..."

Weird! Wuming's style of doing things is full of weirdness and contradictions.

Su Mu was thoughtful. He put the mechanical arm into his dream and had no intention of merging it directly because... Wuming was here.

The palace gate slowly opened, and a calm-looking young man in a black robe walked in.

He glanced at Su Mu and said calmly: "Let's go. Let's practice with the original angel for the first time."

Su Mu shook his head: "The gods have been sleeping for many years and are not in a hurry. Although the fallen Maitreya has no blessing on illusion, it can still improve some strength and increase some confidence. Let's wait until I merge with the fallen Maitreya before taking action."

"Okay." Wuming nodded calmly, then turned and left without any hesitation, as cold as a robot executing a program.

"Before that, I need to go back to hell." Su Mu suddenly said.

Wuming kept walking, and his voice gradually faded away: "You and the Temple of God Slayer are only in a cooperative relationship. We will not restrict your freedom. Please do as you please. Just don't delay the erasure of the God's consciousness."

"Okay." Su Mu smiled slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

.......

.......

Hell, Holy City.

Su Mu walked out of the dream of a primitive believer. He did not announce his arrival to Shenghui City, but went directly to the abyss quietly.

Looking at the huge, bottomless crack and feeling the evil god's aura escaping from it, Su Mu smiled silently.

Once upon a time, when he first came to the abyss, he was like an ant insulting a human house, carefully avoiding the humans in the house. At that time, he could not get rid of his sleepwalking state at all, and once his true identity was revealed, he would surely die.

But now...

Su Mu took a step into the abyss. He stood alone in the darkness, and his aura burst out without reservation, shaking the entire abyss!

"Old friends, I'm back." His voice pierced through the darkness and echoed in the abyss.

Buzz!

Evil and ominous whispers sounded, like countless chaotic musical instruments playing at the same time.

A pair of eyes as evil as the abyss lit up in the darkness, staring straight at Su Mu.

"Xuantian's aura..."

“He is back!”

roar!!

In the darkness, there was an evil god roaring. The once meaningless mumbling, Su Mu could now understand it and comprehend its meaning.

The evil god was cursing, cursing Xuantian for harming them.

The next moment, countless evil divine forces attacked Su Mu.

The corners of his mouth curved up: "Attack and defense have changed."

A brilliant crystal blue light burst out, instantly destroying all the divine power. Then the crystal blue light turned into billions of ice crystal spikes, piercing through the evil god in the darkness.

Several screams of pain were heard in the darkness.

"Xuantian! One day we will break free and take revenge on you!" The God of Shadows roared angrily, and the terrifying power of shadows caused ripples in the darkness of the abyss.

Su Mu didn't care about the other party's threat. The reason why he dared to offend all the demigods of the abyss at the same time was because they were all in a sealed state and could not climb out of the abyss to fight with him.

"Quiet." He shouted softly, and his illusion ability was activated, and the abyss became silent in an instant.

"Your real enemy is not me. It is the gods in heaven who sealed you here. Strictly speaking, I am a victim just like you.

I came here this time to cooperate with you. I can let you out, but the prerequisite is that you need to do one thing for me."

The evil gods of the abyss are silent. Although they are evil and crazy, they are not fools. No one wants to be sealed forever in this endless dark abyss.

"What do you want us to do?" asked an evil god.

Su Mu smiled slightly: "I can't tell you now."

"Why should we believe you!"

"It's not that you have any right to believe me, but that you can only believe me."

.......

.......

Xuantian world.

The members of the Seven Deadly Sins have been unhappy recently, except Lin Canyang.

Among them, only Lin Canyang had strong ambitions and enjoyed the feeling of being a king and dominating a huge empire.

Others, such as the love-brained Yang Dongqing, just want to stay with Jasmine forever. However, when an empire needs him to supervise and manage, he hates that he is too busy to do everything. His not-so-smart brain needs to handle government affairs every day, which makes him exhausted.

Duanmu Qing had never thought of becoming a king. As the most diligent of the seven deadly sins, he had finally extricated himself from the affairs of the organization, but ended up having to manage an empire, which made him even busier.

Jun Wushang was in both pain and happiness. Now that he was a king, he no longer had to pay for a foot bath. He could just bring the person to the palace to have his feet washed. Even his master, Taoist Xuanqing, enjoyed it as well. It can be said that he enjoyed a peaceful and carefree life in his later years.

He would be happy if Jun Wushang could be a tyrant, but Su Mu had left him a mission, and for the sake of reform, he didn't have much time to enjoy himself.

The others are basically in the same situation.

One day, the seven deadly sins, who were overwhelmed by government affairs, suddenly found that their eyes blurred and endless white mist emerged.

"This...this is..." Yang Dongqing looked at the familiar scene in front of him in shock, above the familiar white mist.

"Everyone is here?" Jun Wushang looked around in astonishment: "Could it be..."

"He's back." Nangong Mengli stared at the huge round table deep in the white fog, her eyes fixed on the man in a tuxedo sitting at the head of the table...