Speaking of this, Huang Jue shook his head, obviously feeling that Zhuo Wen's cultivation base was too low, and the possibility of staying in this endless world to the end was really too small.

However, he did not underestimate Zhuo Wen, this son is only the master of heaven, but Huang Yi who can defeat the master of dao yuan, his strength is somewhat terrifying, not a simple person.

According to Huang Jue's guess, Zhuo Wen's strength in front of him is probably between the peak of Dao Yuan Lord and the early stage of Hun Yuan Lord. In his opinion, he is a companion worth wooing.

After all, in his opinion, Zhuo Wen's development is better than other Dao Yuan masters and Hun Yuan masters.

A mere Heavenly Daoist can easily defeat Daoyuanzhu. If this guy is promoted to Daoyuanzhu, he may not be weaker than the late Hunyuanzhu, or even comparable to the Hunyuanzhu peak.

A companion of such strength is of great help to Huang Jue.

However, Zhuo Wen was stunned. It seems that if he wants to get in touch with this ancestral witch, he must win the first place in the Yunshen Conference.

Originally, Zhuo Wen didn't care about the ranking of the Yunshen Conference. In his opinion, the participants in the Yunshen Conference were all younger generations. Even the talented Huang Xinghe, Zhuo Wen didn't take it seriously.

Because he knew that it would not be difficult for him to kill Huang Xinghe. After all, his Pan Gu Saint Body had already reached the peak of three stars, and he could easily kill ordinary Destiny Lords.

"Then thank you very much!"

Zhuo Wen cupped his hands at Huang Jue, not planning to have much contact with Huang Jue, but planning to leave this place.

However, Huang Jue obviously didn't want to let Zhuo Wen leave just like that, but blocked Zhuo Wen's way.

Zhuo Wen frowned, looked at Huang Jue who was blocking the way, and said coldly: "Brother Huang Jue, what do you mean?"

Huang Jue smiled slightly, and didn't care about Zhuo Wen's blunt tone, but said with a light smile: "Brother Zhuo, you don't have to be so wary of me! To be honest, we don't have any conflict of interest, we can cooperate completely of."

Zhuo Wen sneered and said sarcastically: "Huang Yi is your second brother, I disabled his right hand in front of everyone, don't you have any grudges in your heart?"

Huang Jue, on the other hand, said with a disdainful smile: "Huang Yi is only my second elder brother in name, but in reality he is just a dandy with poor talent. It is basically impossible to advance to a higher realm."

"In terms of status, he is far inferior to me, and among our five direct descendants, except for the eldest son Huang Wuqi who is the son of the eldest son, the other four are just adopted sons of the eldest son and have no blood relationship."

"Huang Yi's talent is not good, and sooner or later he will step down from the position of the son of the world. I don't see this kind of waste at all, let alone turn against a genius like you just because of such a waste."

When Huang Jue said that Huang Yi was a waste, his voice was full of taking it for granted, without any hint of guilt.

Of course, this is not what Zhuo Wen is worried about. No matter whether the relationship between Huang Jue and Huang Yi is really good, he does not intend to cooperate with Huang Jue.

He could see that Huang Jue was very scheming, and cooperating with such a person would easily fall into his hands.

Of course, with Zhuo Wen's strength, no matter how profound Huang Jue's scheming is, it will not have much influence on Zhuo Wen.

In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are basically paper tigers.

"Brother Huangjue, I'm used to being alone. I'm really not used to acting with people, so I'm leaving. I'll see you later."

Zhuo Wen was really too lazy to waste words with Huang Jue, as soon as he clasped his fists together, he disappeared in place like a gust of wind.

Huang Jue froze on the spot, his face suddenly turned blue and white, and finally regained his composure, but there was a strong murderous intent in the depths of his eyes.

"Guy who doesn't know what is good or bad, if I meet you next time, I will make you regret this rude behavior."

Huang Jue's eyes were cold, and he didn't deliberately pursue Zhuo Wen.

The Yunshen Conference has lasted for a full year, and it has just begun. Most monks will rarely choose to fight to the death, but will default to collecting fragments of the demon mirror to improve their cultivation.

After the mid-to-late stage of the Yunshen Conference, the conflicts among monks will become more and more intense due to the lack of fragments of the demon mirror, and the desire to grow stronger will become more and more intense. At that time, the battle between monks will be extremely fierce.

At that time, it was the beginning of the real melee. Every monk wanted to kill others, obtain the energy of the demon mirror fragments on others, and make himself stronger.

But now it is the process of collecting the fragments of the demon mirror, relatively speaking, it is much more peaceful.

After all, a guy like Huang Xinghe who kills people regardless of the occasion and doesn't follow the unspoken rules is a minority after all.

Zhuo Wen kept walking, and this time he used the power of the Pangu Banner to spread his consciousness to a distance of thousands of feet, deep underground, and soon found more than a dozen fragments of the demon mirror under his feet.

If other monks know that Zhuo Wen's spiritual consciousness can be extended to a distance of thousands of feet, they will definitely make them vomit blood and call it unfair.

Because there is a strange force in the infinite world that can shield the consciousness, most monks' consciousness can only be derived from a dozen meters, and some are even worse, only a few meters.

Being able to generate tens of meters is already considered very powerful, like Zhuowen who can generate thousands of feet, I am afraid that no one can do it in this infinite world.

Most of the fragments of the demon mirror are buried below ten meters underground, or even a hundred meters deeper, and it is difficult for most monks' spiritual consciousness to reach such a depth.

Therefore, many monks first guessed a place, and then began to dig a hole. As they continued to dig holes, their spiritual consciousness could get closer to the fragments of the demon mirror underground.

A monk with good luck can find some fragments of the demon mirror at once, but a monk with bad luck may not be able to find one after working for several days, which is just a waste of effort. JrNovels.com