The Legend of the Demon Hunter

Hearing Xia Shi's name, Ning Zhiwan's eyes suddenly dimmed. She took a deep breath. So in Xiao Zhu's heart, Xia Shi is always the first?

Then Ning Zhiwan shook her head gently: "Xia Shi was not taken away by the Red Lotus Cult, but I know where she is."

"Where is she?" Xiao Zhu's words came one after another like a string of bullets.

"Brother Xiao, I don't want to hide it from you, but if I tell you where Xia Shi is, you will immediately go to find her, and then everything I have done these days will come to naught." Ning Zhiwan looked into Xiao Zhu's eyes, she paused, and then continued: "What I did here is partly for myself, and partly for the entire Huanling Kingdom. If this fails, the entire Huanling Kingdom will be devastated."

Hearing Ning Zhiwan say this, Xiao Zhu was confused. He said to Ning Zhiwan with an apologetic look on his face: "I'm sorry, Wan'er, I was impatient. Then why did you bring me here?"

Seeing that Xiao Zhu was finally interested in this matter, Ning Zhiwan smiled with relief. This smile was truly stunning. She pointed behind her and said, "Brother Xiao, come with me."

Ning Zhiwan led Xiao Zhu to the center of the platform. Xiao Zhu then noticed that there was a bottomless well here. He looked down from the wellhead and saw nothing but darkness inside.

"What is this?" Xiao Zhu asked puzzledly.

Ning Zhiwan did not directly answer Xiao Zhu's question. She looked at Sun Yi and said, "Bishop Sun Yi, you are proficient in the art of formations, so show it to Brother Xiao!"

"Yes!" Sun Yi answered obediently. He walked forward and tapped seven times in the air. Seven chess pieces like stars fell from the sky into the deep well.

Something in the deep well seemed to be activated, and a deep blue light shot out from the bottom of the well. The light was so strong that people couldn't open their eyes, and even dyed the whole cave an ocean-like blue.

"Oh my God! This, is this a seal?" Xiao Zhu felt the power of the seal from the light.

"It's a seal." Ning Zhiwan nodded affirmatively.

"I have never seen such a powerful seal." Xiao Zhu exclaimed.

"Brother Xiao, the seal we see here today has been mostly degraded over thousands of years. The power it exhibits today is less than one-tenth of what it was at its peak," Ning Zhiwan explained.

"Ah?" Xiao Zhu looked at Ning Zhiwan in disbelief and asked, "Then what is sealed here?"

"Zhulong." Ning Zhiwan looked into the bottomless well.

"Zhulong?" Xiao Zhu seemed to have heard this name somewhere. He searched through his memory and finally remembered that he had seen a record of Zhulong in an ancient book in Nuowan College - Zhulong, the ancestor of fire, has a body that stretches for hundreds of miles. Once it appears in the world, it will cause landslides and volcanic eruptions. It is a demon beast that brought disasters in ancient times, and people are frightened when they hear its name.

"That's right. Although there are legends about Zhulong in the world, most of them have been distorted after being spread many times among the people. But we infer from the power of the seal that Zhulong is far more powerful than the Hunting King. In order to suppress his power, the people who sealed him chose the extremely cold land of the Bululan Snowfield to restrain the fire power in Zhulong's body. But you also saw that thousands of years later, under the influence of Zhulong, a huge group of volcanoes was formed here. This was caused by the leakage of Zhulong's fire spiritual power." Ning Zhiwan explained.

"Zhulong..." Xiao Zhu pondered for a moment, and suddenly thought of a question: "Zhulong is so powerful, who has such magical powers to seal him here?"

Ning Zhiwan's beautiful eyes moved, she glanced at Xiao Zhu and said, "The person who sealed the Candle Dragon is a legendary figure in Huanling Country. You may have heard of his name. His name is Tian Huan."

"Tian Huan!" Xiao Zhu repeated the name, and then asked, "Is it Tian Huan, the founder of the Shenxue Sect, the only one who can be as famous as the Saint Jin Ling'er?"

"It's him." Ning Zhiwan nodded.

"If it is the Zhulong sealed by Tianhuan, then why is it not the Shenxue Sect but your Honglian Sect that appeared here today?" Xiao Zhu asked puzzledly.

"Brother Xiao, you have to know that although there are constant disputes between the Shenxue and Honglian sects in Huanling country, those are just differences in interests and beliefs. When it comes to major issues of life and death for the country, the beliefs of the two religions are consistent." Ning Zhiwan looked at him and explained: "Of course, the reason why the Honglian sect appeared here instead of the Shenxue sect today is also related to what I said, 'half of what I did today is for myself'. You will understand this when you become the hunting king."

"The Red Lotus Cult has brought almost all of its elite forces here. Could their actions be related to the decline of the seal?" Xiao Zhu asked.

Ning Zhiwan smiled softly and praised: "Brother Xiao, you are very smart. You thought of the essence of the matter right away."

"But I'm just an insignificant hunting spirit. Any one of you here is far stronger than me. Why did you bring me here?" Xiao Zhu asked puzzledly.

"Brother Xiao, do you still remember that when you entered this place, you used the Greedy Wolf Sword as the key to unlock the seal of the formation?" Ning Zhiwan did not directly answer Xiao Zhu's question, but asked a question in return.

"Of course I remember. Could that formation seal also be left by Tianhuan?" Xiao Zhu wondered.

"No, it's not. That seal was set by Bishop Sun Yi imitating Tian Huan's seal formation. Of course, it can only imitate its appearance, and its power is far inferior. The purpose of setting up that formation is to verify one thing, that is, whether the Greedy Wolf Sword in your hand is the key to the seal here!" Ning Zhiwan explained.

"So, your verification was successful?" Xiao Zhu thought of the moment when the Greedy Wolf Sword unlocked the formation.

"Yes, it succeeded. This also proves that the Tanlang Sword is Tianhuan's magic weapon in the past, and his name is Xiyin." Ning Zhiwan answered affirmatively.

"Xi Yin...sword, but if you just want it, why don't you take the sword from me?" Xiao Zhu asked puzzledly.

"Brother Xiao, Wan'er said that she would never do anything to hurt you, so it is naturally impossible for her to snatch the sword from you. What's more, your bloodline is the same as Tianhuan's, and both of you are psychic bodies. Only with you here can the Xiyin Sword exert its greatest power." Ning Zhiwan shook his head.

At this moment, Xiao Zhu suddenly thought of the first time he got the Greedy Wolf Sword from the Murong brothers and sisters. At that time, a familiar feeling came from the sword. It turned out that the long-lost Greedy Wolf Sword had found its owner who had spiritual bloodline and took the initiative to send a signal to him.

The magic sword is psychic, as can be seen from this.