As a quasi-god king, he has an extraordinary memory and can remember everything he sees.
No matter who you have met, even if it is just a casual glance in a crowd of people, as long as you think back, you can remember what that person looks like.
Therefore, Wantong knew clearly that he had definitely never seen the person in the portrait.
But the weird thing is, Wantong always had a feeling that he had seen the person in the portrait before.
This feeling was very strange, both familiar and unfamiliar. For a moment, even this quasi-god-king was a little confused about the situation.
"Lord Wantong, remember what the high priest said. If you see this person, don't make a sound, don't alert the enemy, follow him secretly, and send someone back to the royal realm to inform the high priest!"
After the visitor handed the portrait to Wantong, he smiled a flattering smile.
The reason why he looked so proud just now was because he was holding the portrait given by the high priest.
When he held the portrait, he himself was the incarnation of the high priest, and no one dared to disrespect him.
Without the portrait, he no longer had the identity of the incarnation of the high priest. Now that he had returned to his original position, he naturally had to be respectful to Wantong.
"Who is the person in this portrait?"
Wantong asked calmly.
"Replying to Master Wantong, I don't know who the person in this portrait is."
"But what we know is that in the King Realm, tens of thousands of copies of this portrait were made. In addition to being sent to the other nine realms in our Xuanquan Land, many copies were also sent to other forces in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths."
"The high priest attaches great importance to the person in the portrait!"
Hearing this, Wantong looked thoughtful.
After thinking for a moment, he waved his hand and said calmly: "Okay, I got it, you can leave now."
"yes!"
The person who delivered the painting immediately turned around and left respectfully. He still needed to deliver paintings to other people, so it was impossible for him to stay here for long.
"Sir, those people who burned incense are back!"
Suddenly, a man came forward and whispered in Wantong's ear.
Wan Tong turned his head and looked below the city wall, only to see that Chen Xuan and his group of five had indeed returned together.
"My fellow tribesmen, we have completed the instructions given by Lord He Wushuang and Lord Qianzai. We now need to return to the royal realm to deal with other matters. Please open the city gates immediately and make things easier for us."
Chen Luo said to the people on the city wall with a smile.
The high priest did not reveal the fact that He Wushuang and Qianzai had died.
After all, this time, not only did nearly three hundred powerful gods die, but two quasi-god kings were also involved.
Once the news spreads, it will definitely cause panic within a certain range.
Therefore, the high priest chose to keep the matter under wraps for the time being.
There is another reason for doing this, that is, the high priest wants Chen Xuan and other murderers to mistakenly believe that the Dark Demon Clan does not know that He Wushuang and others have fallen.
In this way, Chen Xuan and his men will relax their vigilance, making it easier for the Dark Demons to track and attack them.
Unfortunately, no matter how much the high priest planned, he could not have expected that a traitor would appear in their dark tribe.
And this traitor Luo is no longer called Luo. He has changed his name to Chen Luo, the same as Chen Xuan.
With such a traitor around, it can be said that Chen Xuan has seen through the secrets of the Darkborn Demon Clan. Chen Luo will tell Chen Xuan about their general actions.
There is no way. Now Chen Luo has already handed over his soul to Chen Xuan.
Now he can only completely surrender to Chen Xuan. Even the powerful God King cannot save him. He can only go down this dark road to the end.
"Sir, will you open the door for them now?"
One of the subordinates asked.
Wan Tong raised his hand and originally wanted to signal to open the door. After all, his mind was completely on the portrait at the moment. As for the people sent by He Wushuang and Qianzai to burn incense, he had no interest in caring about them at all.
However, the moment he raised his hand, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
What did he see?
He saw that among the five people burning incense, there was one who was almost exactly like the person in the portrait in both figure and appearance!
The most important thing is that the person in the portrait has white skin.
The man under the city wall had jet-black skin.
Except for the different skin color, every other aspect looks almost identical at first glance!
"etc!"
Wantong raised his hand and was about to say "open the door", but suddenly his tone changed.
"My Lord, what is wrong?"
The people behind him were all surprised. They were all very confused. Weren't they going to open the door? Why did they suddenly ask him to wait?
Wan Tong did not answer, but stood on the city wall, looking down at Chen Xuan and the others, and said lightly: "All of you, come up!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan and the others looked at each other.
Dao Junzi: "He asked us to go up?"
Man Ying: "Why are you asking us to go up without opening the door for us?"
Sea Lord: "If something is out of the ordinary, there must be something wrong. Is there any danger?"
Chen Luo: "It shouldn't be dangerous. If there was any danger, they wouldn't have let us in. They might want to check if we are tomb robbers or stealing corpses from the God's Tomb Cemetery."
Wan Tong did not open the city gate and suddenly asked everyone to go up to the city wall. For a moment, everyone was panicked and did not understand the situation.
"Let's go up and take a look at the situation first."
Chen Xuan said.
After all, they are here now, and if they want to go out, they must pass through this city gate.
If people don't open the city gates for them, they won't be able to get out.
Although I don’t know what tricks Wantong is playing now, I will just deal with them when something happens later.
Soon, Chen Xuan and his group of five flew to the top of the city wall.
Chen Xuan was surprised to find that Wantong was staring at him up and down, as if he was examining a piece of merchandise.
This feeling made Chen Xuan very uncomfortable.
"Sir, you are staring at my friend. Do you have any instructions?"
Chen Luo realized that something might be wrong, and asked with a dry smile.
"Did I ask you a question?"
However, his efforts were met with a cold response. Wantong glanced at him coldly with an expressionless face, and an aura of a quasi-god king level emanated from him.
The invisible pressure instantly shook Chen Luo's entire body, and he felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him.
"If you dare to interrupt me when I'm not asking you a question, you'll die!"
Wantong spoke in an extremely cold tone.
His attitude made Chen Xuan and others feel depressed.
You know, when they entered the city, after learning that they were He Wushuang and Qianzai's men, Wantong's attitude was very good. He didn't make things difficult for them at all and let them pass easily.
However, his attitude now is completely different from before!
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