The Super Universe Leveling Game

1After leaving the ancient battlefield, Zhang Zhiheng headed southwest, and just as he was about to get close to Azure Dragon, he suddenly changed his direction. He headed east. As he walked, his height shrank from two meters to 1.7 meters. The skin on his face became dark, and Zou Zou slightly bent his back. He picked up a crutch and a package from somewhere and staggered. Within a few seconds, he had become a flower that could be seen everywhere.    

    

If it was just an appearance changing technique, it wouldn't be strange. The key was his terrifying anti-tracking ability. He could change his smell, weight, and habits, even if it was someone who was familiar with him. Seeing his current appearance, he couldn't recognize him.    

    

If it wasn't for the Yin Yang Heavenly Eye and the All Spirit Technique that allowed him to communicate with plants, Dongfang Qingyu would have already lost him.    

    

Originally, he had no doubts about Zhang Zhiheng. However, after Zhang Zhiheng left... He suddenly had a flaw - the Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon Guards. He held the power to kill and execute first before reporting, but he would not kill indiscriminately. With Zhang Zhiheng's strength, it would be easy for him to escape from the hands of two public servants. Why did he kill the two Messengers?    

    

They were both people who served the empire. In a sense, the Heavenly Dragon Guards and the officials were comrades. This act of killing was not the tradition of the Heavenly Dragon Guards.    

    

Hence, he had the idea of following them. He originally wanted to ask others to follow them. He was not good at tracking, but he was in the ancient battlefield and could not get information. He could only take the risk to track him.    

    

Every once in a while, Zhang Zhiheng would change his appearance. Walker, monk, wandering poet, traveler and woodcutter... his body transformation would be completed in a few seconds.    

    

Different environments would change into different people, so as to avoid attracting the attention of others. Suddenly, Dongfang Qingyu stopped. The environment in front of him was very familiar, and Zhang Zhiheng had actually arrived at the Hengduan Mountain Range's Luofu Mountain.    

    

After Zhang Zhiheng confirmed that no one was following him, he entered the Mountain Luo Fu. He sprayed something on his body that he did not know what it was. The multi-colored pineapple did not attack him and allowed him to pass by without a trace.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu stopped outside the mountain. The last time the multi-colored pineapple had come, it had been level 85. Now it had become level 95. With a new update, it had risen by 10 levels.    

    

He was not afraid of a level 95 multi-colored pinecone, but if he fought it, it would definitely alert Zhang Zhiheng. The trees in the Luofu Mountain were rather xenophobic, so his [Myriad Spirit Technique] was useless against them. The trees ignored him, and he was unable to communicate with them to ask for their help. He could only ask the Ghost Hand Vine to help him.    

    

Zhang Zhiheng appeared on the other side of the mine. He tapped on a tree, and a black hole appeared on the ground. After walking for more than ten steps, the light shone brightly. Below it was actually a huge palace.    

    

"Why did you come back?" A dignified voice sounded, and the people who were moving in the palace instantly became quiet. They looked at Zhang Zhiheng. With the help of the Ghost Hand Vine's vision, Dongfang Qingyu saw that the person who spoke was a middle-aged man wearing blue clothes. He had a heavy bearing, deep eyes, and a mighty aura.    

    

The middle-aged man was sitting on a chair that looked similar to the Dragon Throne. Below him were more than a hundred men in black, exactly the same as the men in black from the eastern barbarians he had killed before.    

    

These people were also wearing black scarves in the hall, only revealing their eyes.    

    

"Greetings, President!" Zhang Zhiheng knelt down in front of the middle-aged man. His words were still in the Empire's language, but his tone had changed. It sounded extremely awkward.    

    

"What happened? Why did you come back alone? Where are the people I called to help you? " The middle-aged man who called out to the president asked.    

    

"Something has changed. This subordinate has no choice but to return and report this to the president." Zhang Zhiheng's expression did not look good, "The ones who came are not from the Heavenly Dragon Guards, nor are they from the Black Bat Guards. They are the Combat Kings of the human race."    

    

"What? The human race's Combat King?" The president was shocked, and he suddenly stood up. He was only 1.60 meters tall, and he stood in front of the tall dragon throne. It looked funny. However, no one dared to laugh at the hundreds of men in black below. No one dared to look at him strangely.    

    

"Yes, the human race's Combat King Dongfang Qingyu!" Zhang Zhiheng nodded.    

    

"How could it be him? Why is he related to the Heavenly Dragon Guards and the Black Bat Guards? What exactly is going on? Tell me everything that happened. " The president quickly calmed down.    

    

Zhang Zhiheng told him everything that had happened in detail, then knelt down again. "In order to prevent Dongfang Qingyu from finding any flaws, I had no choice but to kill the black-robed guard. Please forgive me, President!"    

    

"You did the right thing. If you ruined the plan, it would be a huge problem. The black-robed guard died for the mission, and I will compensate them." The president did not blame him.    

    

Zhang Zhiheng thanked him and stood up.    

    

"According to what you said, Dongfang Qingyu came to capture you. He didn't know much about the three great dark guards. Of course, it could also be that he took advantage of the situation. He's trying to trick you. " The president's face suddenly changed, and a sharp light shot out from his eyes. "When you came here, were you sure no one was following you?"    

    

"No. I changed my identity and kept an eye on my back. I was sure that no one could follow me." Zhang Zhiheng's eyes showed a trace of uneasiness, but his tone was firm.    

    

"Village Lord, can you check if there are any suspicious people approaching Luofu Mountain?" The president turned to a person hiding in the shadows and asked.    

    

This person was wearing a gray robe, and there was an icon of the Taiji Yin Yang Fish on his collar. He stood there without moving. He had almost become one with the shadow. If it wasn't for the president turning his head, Dongfang Qingyu wouldn't have noticed this person. He was secretly shocked.    

    

This group of eastern barbarians was indeed extraordinary.    

    

"Not good!" Dongfang Qingyu suddenly felt thousands of multi-colored pineapple larvae moving. He opened his eyes. He was so scared that he quickly used the Teleportation to leave the mountain. He was afraid that it would not be safe. A cover-up talisman stuck to his body and turned him into a rock. As soon as everything was done, he felt a subtle gaze sweep across his eyes. He paused on the rock for a few seconds, then moved away.    

    

About half the time it took to make a cup of tea passed. Village Chief opened his eyes and shook his head at the president. "There's nothing unusual!"    

    

The president's expression eased up. Zhang Zhiheng also heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. If he was really being followed, his fate would definitely be miserable. When working in front of the president, success was not allowed. Failure only had one outcome - death!    

    

"Eliminating the three great secret guards is our goal. This cannot be changed. Whether Dongfang Qingyu was an accident or not, it was still hard to say for the time being. We can't interfere with our plan because of him. Send someone to kill him. " The president spoke slowly.    

    

"President, Dongfang Qingyu is after all the Combat King of human race. If he dies, I'm afraid he will attract the attention of the people from the 'Forbidden City'. When the time comes, we will send people to investigate him. I'm afraid they will find out about us." The village chief said.    

    

"What do you think we should do?" The president attached great importance to the village chief.    

    

"We still don't know whether or not he has revealed any flaws, and whether Dongfang Qingyu has discovered any abnormalities. If he has, of course, we can only fight to the death. But if he hasn't... They could still use it to stabilize Dongfang Qingyu. Perhaps, they could use Dongfang Qingyu to deal with the three great dark guards." The village chief said.    

    

"How should we judge if Dongfang Qingyu has found any flaws?" The president asked.    

    

"We just need to prove that Zhang Zhiheng doesn't know Dongfang Qingyu." The village chief said.    

    

The president's eyes lit up, and he immediately understood what the village chief meant. If Zhang Zhiheng and Dongfang Qingyu knew each other, there was no doubt that Dongfang Qingyu had already discovered that something was wrong with the fat circle. However, if they didn't know each other, the possibility of Dongfang Qingyu discovering a flaw was very slim.    

    

Fat Circle's appearance changing technique was unparalleled in the world, so it was impossible for a flaw to appear.    

    

"Zhang Zhiheng's bones are hard, and he can't pry open his mouth. It just so happens that he can use Dongfang Qingyu's identity to trick him. Let's see if he will fall for it." The president laughed.    

    

In front of everyone, the fat figure and face changed. In the blink of an eye, it changed into Dongfang Qingyu's appearance. Even if Dongfang Qingyu came personally, he wouldn't be able to find anything different.    

    

This was no longer a disguise technique. It was simply magic.    

    

Below the palace was the dungeon. The fat circle that had turned into Dongfang Qingyu appeared in the dungeon. A person who had been tortured to the point of not being able to take a human form appeared in Dongfang Qingyu's field of vision.    

    

This person was the real Zhang Zhiheng.    

    

With a flash of the blade, blood splattered everywhere. The four men in black who were guarding the dungeon fell to the ground without a sound. Soil-fat Yuan took out a key from one of the men in black and opened the iron cage. Throughout the entire process, there was not a single sound.    

    

"Who... are you?" Zhang Zhiheng woke up and opened his eyes with difficulty. His gaze was fixed on the fat and round face. The plump face's gaze was also fixed on his face, looking very serious. He would not let go of any changes in his expression.    

    

"The person who saved you, don't speak!" The plump man's gaze landed on Zhang Zhiheng's foot, which had already revealed his bones. He frowned and said, "The tunnel is very narrow. Can you hold on?"    

    

... "Yes!" Zhang Zhiheng's voice was extremely loud.    

    

"If you can't hold on any longer, let me know." The fat man carried Zhang Zhiheng on his back and ran at an extremely fast speed in the Imperial Prison. However, he did not make any sound. After a few turns, he appeared in a dark Imperial Prison. It was empty inside. Soil-fat Yuan fumbled around a few times before opening a black hole that was diagonally downwards. It was the tunnel he was talking about.    

    

After a series of twists and turns, the plump man brought Zhang Zhiheng into the tunnel. The plump man sealed the hole, put Zhang Zhiheng down, and fed him some water and herbs.    

    

"Who exactly are you? Why did you save me?" After Zhang Zhiheng ate the spiritual medicine, his spirit improved a bit. Of course, it could also be that he got out of his predicament and was in a good mood.    

    

"You really don't know me?" Solid Rich Yuan frowned, seemingly very puzzled.    

    

"Do I know you? Why don't I have any impression of you?" Zhang Zhiheng was very confused.    

    

"I am the newly appointed Combat King Dongfang Qingyu of the human race." Soil-fat Yuan said slowly.    

    

"Ah!" Zhang Zhiheng was surprised and happy, "You are the human race's Combat King Dongfang Qingyu? I only heard that you are going to confer the title of a Combat King to Dongfang Qingyu, but I have never seen him before. After that, he was captured by the eastern barbarians, and there was no chance for him to do so. So you're the Combat King? That's great! "    

    

" I thought you've seen me before, but you've never seen me before. That's great! " A malicious smile appeared on his round face.    

    

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