Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Wang Luo understood Han Guming's anger and even his breakdown.

Although this governor-general has always been calm, rational, and deep-minded, Wang Luo knew that he was essentially a man of temperament.

Because a person who is always calm, rational, and emotionless would not put a photo of his wife and daughter in the most convenient and conspicuous position on the desk, and would not use his own soul to make the projection vivid.

Yan Fuxue was able to serve as Han Guming's confidant for a long time before Han Wu. It is impossible that there is no friendship between the superiors and subordinates. And the desolate demon deliberately said those words, which was undoubtedly using the sharpest knife to poke Han Guming's pain point.

Han Guming only urged the Tiangang lightning and pierced his skull with a sword, which was already very restrained. With the actual cultivation of this governor-general, even if it was just the aftermath of his anger, it might shake the secret room and make Yan Fuxue's body disappear...

Thinking of this, Wang Luo suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind.

So, could it be that Yan Fuxue said those words not to undermine the morale of the Immortal Alliance before his death, but simply to provoke Han Guming in order to die quickly?

He had already experienced Wang Luo's good teeth in the battle in Quyuan. Although he fell down by the ink-washing pool for some reason, when he realized that he had been captured alive, his first reaction was naturally to destroy the body... But Wang Luo intuitively felt that the other party's intention was more than that.

It's hard to say where this intuition came from, but as Wang Luo gradually absorbed the remaining warmth from Yan Fuxue's body, his understanding of the desolate was like a puzzle, gradually becoming complete.

Yan Fuxue was indeed hiding something, but it was hard to say what he was hiding. The technique of concealing the desolate poison after transforming the desolate? Or... the reason for falling down by the ink-washing pool?

Unconsciously, Wang Luo had let go of his hand, and then a thunder fire ignited in his palm, burning Yan Fuxue's body to ashes.

Looking at the fire that ignited in the secret room in an instant. Han Guming, Han Wu, and even Han Ying, who was hiding his tracks, all responded solemnly.

No matter their status or ability, everyone who sacrificed in the process of settling the wasteland deserves the highest respect.

When the fire went out, Han Wu sighed and left the secret room. Han Guming asked, "Did you find anything?"

"It's hard to say that I'm sure, but..." Wang Luo pondered, opened his hand that had just ignited the thunder and fire, and condensed a reddish whirlwind in his palm.

"!?"

Han Guming was instantly filled with a cold murderous intent, and took a half step back, looking at Wang Luo with extreme vigilance.

Wang Luo then threw away the whirlwind in his hand and looked at Han Guming with some surprise: "What?"

Han Guming was silent for a while and asked: "Master Wang, do you know that the whirlwind just now is a pure desolate forbidden method?"

"Of course I know, that is a rare complete desolate relic I extracted from Yan Fuxue. If it is not a pure desolate method, my efforts would be in vain."

Han Guming was silent again, and glanced at Han Ying on the side. Seeing that the latter was also surprised, he said: "Humans cannot use the desolate forbidden method."

Wang Luo was stunned.

Han Guming said in a deep voice: "Only the desolate things can use the desolate forbidden method!"

Wang Luo laughed: "Then you still asked me to extract clues from Yan Fuxue?"

Han Guming stared at Wang Luo tightly, and after a long time, he said: "I asked you to extract clues, not to learn it! Master Wang, you..."

At this time, Han Ying sighed faintly.

The next moment, an invisible barrier enveloped the entire secret room. The barrier was so tight that it far exceeded the level of the golden elixir, so that in an instant, the golden elixir in Han Ying's abdomen was pushed to the limit.

"The next words, forget them after hearing them, and never spread them outside."

With an unprecedented cold voice, Han Ying looked down like a king from a high position. Two blood-red eyes flashed with a heart-freezing gaze. Han Guming immediately knelt on the ground and performed the tributary ceremony to his daughter.

"The prohibition of the desolate prohibition law comes from the power of the heaven in the great law. Everyone born in the civilized territory will be added with this constraint at the moment of birth. But for those who were born before the great law, the prohibition law has never been absolute."

As soon as these words came out, Han Guming subconsciously raised his head, and the shock in his eyes even made his red pupils almost burn.

Han Ying continued expressionlessly: "My Lord, even I have the ability to perform forbidden techniques. If I were not living in someone else's body at this time, I could even demonstrate it to you in person."

"Enough!" Han Guming shouted loudly. Although he was kneeling on the ground, his momentum was surging.

Fortunately, this outburst was fleeting. Han Guming quickly lowered his head and whispered: "Minister, I..."

Han Ying didn't mind and said: "No need to say more, I can understand your shock, but I have to clear your misunderstanding with the truth. Mastering the forbidden technique of desolation does not mean that Wang Luo has transformed into desolation."

"Then what is the standard for transforming into desolation?!"

Han Ying was silent for a while, as if he had thousands of words to say, but he was stuck in his throat. In the end, he only said: "The standard is the same as always, you just need to treat Wang Luo as an exception."

"But there has never been an exception in the issue of determining desolation!"

Han Ying said again: "It has always been. Nine hundred years ago, the Lord did not hesitate to judge Zhou Guojun to be immortal and transform into desolate, even if there was no evidence. What do you think is the basis?"

"?!"

"Of course she has evidence, but it is not evidence that can be shown to anyone. If there are still survivors of the early Dinghuang heroes, those who were born in the old immortal calendar, most of them can understand the judgment of the Lord. Unfortunately, at that time, except for me and her, there were no more living ancient cultivators in the Immortal Alliance."

"..." Han Guming was silent for a long time, and finally extinguished the fire in his eyes, "I understand."

So Han Ying also removed the barrier covering the secret room, restored her original appearance, and asked softly like a slender girl: "Does Master Wang have any other gains?"

Wang Luo looked at Han Guming and asked: "Governor Han, the whirlwind in my hand just now actually has no practical effect, but you can recognize its desolate attribute at a glance, right?"

Governor Han snorted, but soon gathered his mind and replied seriously: "Of course, I can smell the stench of the desolate poison even if I am far away!"

Wang Luo then smiled and said: "In this case, my gains are complete."

As he said, he took a step to the side, revealing a slowly rolling reddish whirlwind behind him.

Han Guming's pupils suddenly contracted!

He actually knew nothing about the desolate poison that was right in front of him!

"Yan Fuxue's means of hiding his tracks were not complicated, and they did not even belong to the Desolate Forbidden Law. He did find a loophole in the existing technology of the Immortal Alliance and took advantage of it, which led to the results just now. I can now teach you how to practice it, and I believe you can do better than me in how to counter it."

As he spoke, Wang Luo exhaled a breath of fresh air, and the cyclone turned in front of his chest and condensed into a jade-like entity.

"If you inject it with divine thoughts, you can feel the practice."

Han Guming saw it, but he couldn't help but sigh again.

"Mountain Master, this is also... a forbidden method."