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In order to ensure that certain secrets would not be leaked, cultivators would often use special means to seal or erase their memories of certain things.

Under such circumstances, unless one could turn back time, it was impossible to find what had been erased.

If Tang Zhen’s main body was here, he would naturally be able to enter the river of time and gather some scattered information.

However, at this moment, he had no other way. Because once he used his main body’s power, it would be equivalent to completely exposing himself.

It was a small matter to be discovered by the demon subduing troop. Once discovered by the gods of the Haotian plane, they might be expelled by the other party, or even go to the void to snipe.

At that time, Tang Zhen could only choose to temporarily retreat no matter how strong he was.

Since the conditions did not allow it, he could only give up for the time being. At the same time, he secretly raised his vigilance.

He couldn’t be sure which force this spy belonged to, and what was the purpose of monitoring him?

As the information feedback was cut off in time, the spy could not send back his true identity. No one even knew that the man in the windbreaker had died.

When he recalled the battle earlier, the entire process was frightening but not dangerous. Tang Zhen did not reveal his true body.

The broken dream world would soon be restored without leaving any traces. The only thing to be wary of was the dream Guardians, as they might remember Ronald’s breath.

As Tang Zhen thought of this, he immediately widened his eyes and searched for the dream Guardians who had stopped him.

Then, he saw the big hand wave its finger, and a few clouds of black smoke suddenly rose from a dark corner.

The dream Guardians who had intercepted Tang Zhen were instantly burned to ashes, leaving no traces behind.

After completing all of this, Tang Zhen’s huge body rapidly shrunk and became the size of a normal person.

Then, his appearance changed, and he returned to Ronald’s appearance, from a God’s consciousness clone to an ordinary soul.

Therefore, Tang Zhen’s disguise was extremely thorough. He had even taken into account the state of his soul. Even those who were watching him did not discover any problems.

It was unknown if it was because he was overconfident or for other reasons, but the spy actually dared to directly question Tang Zhen’s background.

What he was doing was equivalent to pulling a tooth out of a Tiger’s mouth and moving the earth above his head.

It was impossible for Tang Zhen to continue remaining silent under such circumstances. This was because even if the other party had the slightest suspicion, Tang Zhen would not allow him to leave alive.

Therefore, the spy could have left alive, but he had to act smart and investigate, which led to his death.

Of course, this was the duty of a spy. Even if there was danger, he would still do it. The true way to court death was to underestimate Tang Zhen and not immediately cut off his arm to survive.

This was also Tang Zhen’s good luck. If the spy had truly sensed the danger and chose to do so, Tang Zhen might have already been exposed.

What awaited him was either the siege of the demon subduing troops or the attack of an unknown enemy, such as the old evil god hidden in the void.

At the same time, it was also possible that it would involve the gods of the Haotian plane and be watched and expelled by them, which would make the previous efforts go to waste.

Tang Zhen had sufficient time. He was similarly not afraid of trouble. However, if he had a choice, he would naturally try his best to avoid these things.

After getting rid of the last hidden danger, Tang Zhen turned into a mist and returned to the dormitory. He slowly lay down on the bed and merged with Ronald’s body.

In the dormitory in the real world, Tang Zhen opened his eyes before he quietly pushed the door open and left.

As it was a single dormitory, there would not be a situation where his roommates would be alarmed. Moreover, with Tang Zhen’s means, he could definitely easily avoid the Nighthawks ‘sight.

When he walked past the square in front of the demon-subduing headquarters again, it seemed empty, with only the street lights emitting a dim yellow light.

Ordinary people didn’t know that whenever night fell, this square in the other world was actually very lively.

Not long after he left the Plaza, Tang Zhen arrived at a Street. The layout of the street was extremely familiar.

In the dream world, the street had been destroyed by the battle, but it was safe and sound in the real world.

Tang Zhen sized up his surroundings before walking towards a building.

It was a private hotel. A man was dozing off, and the oil lamp on the table was giving off a faint light.

It was already past midnight, and there were very few people who wanted to stay for the night. The entire Street was silent.

The closed door was opened quietly, and a thin figure slowly walked in. When he passed the front desk, an undetectable power spread in all directions.

Wisps of light green energy quietly flowed out of everyone’s bodies. It was the nutrients that were accumulated during sleep, which could give them better energy and vitality the next day.

Everyone, including the man at the front desk, had fallen into a deeper sleep. Even the sound of thunder in their ears could not wake them up from their dreams.

Even if someone were to investigate after the incident, they would definitely be unable to discover any abnormalities. Tang Zhen had absolute confidence in this aspect.

He quietly walked through the corridor and stepped onto the steps leading to the second floor. Then, he walked to a guest room in the corner.

He gently pushed the door, and the bolt inside was pulled out by an invisible force, and the door opened silently.

Tang Zhen saw a man wearing a Wind Coat. He was quietly leaning against a chair as though he was asleep.

However, in the eyes of the experienced, this was a real corpse because it no longer had any spirituality. It could be said to be completely dead.

If they were to dissect him, they would discover that the windbreaker-wearing man’s internal organs, including his brain, which was wrapped in a skull, had all been burned to ashes.

Tang Zhen naturally knew that the other party had already died. Moreover, he was the one who had personally acted. It was just that he did not expect that the other party would be so confident. His actual body had actually stopped at the same position as the dream world.

Tang Zhen’s purpose in coming here was to search for possible clues and determine the faction that the windbreaker-clad man belonged to.

Of course, he also knew that the possibility of finding any clues was not high. Since the other party had even placed a restriction on his soul, how could he possibly carry an item that could expose his identity?

He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. A ghost spirit with an alluring figure appeared and started to search according to Tang Zhen’s instructions.

Tang Zhen walked to the front of the corpse and took out the eyeball and some hair. Then, he used the items in the house to build a simple altar.

After he recited a few incantations, the temperature in the room slowly dropped. Soon after, Tang Zhen saw a scene recorded by his body in the flickering candlelight.

This man in a black windbreaker was gathered with other men and women in different attires. They seemed to be holding a secret meeting.

On the wall in front of them, there was a mirror as tall as a person. In the mirror, there was a figure that appeared and disappeared.

At the same time when Tang Zhen was looking at the mirror, the figure in the mirror seemed to have sensed something as well. He swept his gaze in the direction where Tang Zhen was at, which was the man in the windbreaker who was participating in the gathering.

A few seconds later, the scene in front of him rippled like water, and after a few waves, it completely disappeared.

The eyeballs and hair used for the ritual had already turned into ashes, giving off a rotten smell.

“So it’s you!”

The corner of Tang Zhen’s mouth was lifted into a smile. That mysterious person in the mirror had faintly caused him to feel a trace of familiarity.

If he wasn’t mistaken, the person in the mirror was most likely the consciousness clone of the ruler of gods, or perhaps it had a direct connection with him.