<strong>Chapter 761: Chapter 760 Uncontroble (Part 1)</strong>


    “Interesting, the Soul Devouring n nted a spy among the gods. It seems that all forces might soon be drawn into a full-scale war,” Mu Chen said seriously.


    “Evil God, I’ve told you everything, can you let me go now?” Death God’s voice was hoarse as he spoke, with a hint of pleading.


    “We haven’t covered all my questions yet, and dying won’t be so easy for you. Tell me, what do you know about the Soul Devouring n, the outsiders?” Mu Chen asked again.


    “The Soul Devouring n, I only know of two individuals: the Ghost-faced Judge and an old man who devours hearts. Both are enigmatic and possess heaven-defying strength.”


    “Is that all?” Mu Chen frowned.


    “That’s all, I really don’t know anything else.”


    “What is your purpose then?”


    “I am just here to report on what these gods are up to.”


    “This information isn’t bad, but it’s still not enough. You’ve been going back and forth, but have really only given away two pieces of information about the Soul Devouring n, serving as a spy.”


    “There’s one more piece of information, this is thest I know—outsiders are mixed in not only among the gods but also on the side of Yun Country’s powerhouses,” Death God said once more.


    “Is there more?” Mu Chen was shocked, not expecting there to be such news.


    “Truly, there is no more. I swear it on my life.”


    “Finally, you’ve provided something useful. Let’s make your death a moreplete one.” Upon saying this, Mu Chen snapped Death God’s neck. In an instant, the origin of Death God’s divine power appeared, and Mu Chen immediately seized it and began to refine it.


    Mu Chen didn’t think too much—strength was everything. He inherited Death God’s origin of death.


    Afterward, for five hours, Mu Chen endured unimaginable pain. Finally, he refined the origin of death, and Mu Chen felt that his Chaos Divine Power had advanced further, possibly reaching the strength of the Middle Stage of the Half Nihility Eighth Layer Heaven. His strength was improving bit by bit.


    “Not enough. Faced with figures like the Main God, I can only flee. This isn’t what I want. I desire to fight against the world; to kill gods if they obstruct me, to ughter buddhas if they stand in my way, to be invincible in the world,” Mu Chen said passionately, exhibiting an unprecedented determination for strength.


    As Mu Chen spoke, his eyes turned blood-red, his killing intent dense, as the Mad Demon Syndrome surfaced.


    “No good, this is the Mad Demon Syndrome acting up. Why is it happening, what’s going on?” Mu Chen employed his Divine Sense Power to suppress the murderous energy inside him, the blood-red energy, desperately holding it back.


    “It’s no use, I can’t suppress it. I need to ask the Emperor for advice.” Saying so, Mu Chen immediately made a call to the Emperor.


    “Boy, what’s going on?” The Emperor had just answered, seemingly relieved, knowing that Mu Chen was safe.


    “I’m having an outbreak of Mad Demon Syndrome, what’s happening?”


    “Mad Demon Syndrome, a disease nobody knows about, can absorb strength from your body or draw energy from the outside world. I have no solution, and unprecedentedly, nobody with your level of strength, moreover a Divine Dragon Body, has suffered from this condition before. I can’t exin it,” the Emperor said seriously.


    “What should I do then?”


    “These powers have invisibly entered your body; are they hidden in there without you realizing it?” The Emperor was somewhat surprised.


    “Not at all,” Mu Chen responded earnestly, indeed feeling nothing. Every time Mad Demon Syndrome manifested, it invisibly added more terrifying power.


    “If that’s the case, everything reverts to how it was before. You’ll have to figure it out yourself,” the Emperor told him.


    “I understand. I’ll handle it.”


    “Boy, everything out there depends on you alone, no one else can help you. You have to be careful.”


    “Emperor, don’t worry! Carrying everyone’s strength, I will surely ovee everything.”


    “I wish I were as young as you, striving hard.”


    “Emperor, do you want toe over and keep mepany?”


    “Forget it, I have more important matters to deal with. Let’s not talk about that now.”


    “More important matters, what do you mean?” Mu Chen was curious.


    “When you have the strength of a Main God, I’ll consider telling you.”


    “Never mind then.” Mu Chen hung up the phone directly, but it couldn’t be helped; the Emperor had his measures, and Mu Chen understood.


    “Luckily, this round of Mad Demon Syndrome isn’t too strong. I should seek out Xue Li for suppression, but with Mad Demon Syndrome, poor Xue Li,” Mu Chen wickedly smirked, and in a blink, he vanished from sight.


    Mu Chen soon arrived at a bar, directly entering a room because Xue Li was inside.


    “You stinking rogue, you had me worried to death. I thought you were killed by the gods. What’s going on; what actually happened?” Xue Li rushed to Mu Chen, chattering away.


    But Mu Chen disregarded all that and got straight to business.


    In the blink of an eye, the night passed. The next day, Mu Chen opened his eyes but was startled initially—because there was a woman.


    The woman was none other than Xue Li.