Wu Gengji, I will become Zi Yu's apprentice at the beginning! ! !

Wang Hun, the traveler from another time and space, naturally had a very clear idea in his mind that the tall and mighty being before him was Xing Tian, ​​the ancestor of the Shadow Clan, and the fragment of the blade of the God of Weapon that everyone had been searching for was hidden on his body.

However, Wang Hun deliberately pretended to be ignorant and asked doubtfully: "Does he have the fragment of the God of Weapons' Blade?"

Bu Wen Bu Wen looked serious and responded, "That's right, I also specifically asked Eternal Night and just learned about this important matter."

Wang Hun actually knew the location of the fragment in his heart, but he still pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "Why didn't he tell me if he knew it?"

Hearing nothing, he calmly explained: "Because you never asked him."

Wang Hun was speechless for a moment, and then he slowly said after a while: "Now, only my soul exists in the world, and my body is not here. I can't use the Qi Refining Technique. I can only rely on the power of my soul. In this situation, I may not be able to defeat him."

Hearing nothing, his eyes were firm, and he said, "You don't need to defeat him, you just need to find his head."

Wang Hun looked at the huge headless giant in front of him, pretending to be completely unaware, and asked curiously: "Who chopped off his head?"

Without hearing anything, he raised his head slightly and said in a deep voice: "My mother, it was Nüba who did it."

Wang Hun continued to pretend to be confused and asked, "Why did your mother chop off his head?"

Bu Wen Bu Wen took a deep breath, as if he was lost in memories, and slowly said: "It was because of a mysterious power from Fantasy Island, called Nothingness. This power quietly eroded his head. In order to prevent him from being completely infected by this evil power, my mother used the fire of light and shadow to decisively block the spread of Nothingness and resolutely cut off his head."

Wang Hun thought for a moment and said, "So, apart from fighting him forcefully, as long as I can find his head, expel the nothingness inside it, and then put his head back in its place, I can make him willingly hand over the fragments to me?"

He nodded without asking any questions and said, "That's right."

Wang Hun frowned slightly and asked, "Where is his head hidden? Is it hidden among his race?"

A trace of appreciation flashed in Bu Wen Bu Wen's eyes, and he said, "Yes, you guessed it very accurately, that's exactly it."

Wang Hun looked embarrassed and said, "This is a bit troublesome. Why don't we just fight him one-on-one." But it was just a joke.

Bu Wen Bu Wen looked serious and said hurriedly: "You have no confidence in a one-on-one fight with him. One hundred thousand years ago, Xing Tian, ​​as the leader of the Shadow Clan, had a world-shaking battle with the ancient dragon, Huang Long, which lasted for three days and three nights and it was difficult to determine the winner."

Wang Hun couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's just a joke. In this case, after our souls return, we will go to the Shadow Clan, but we don't know their exact location."

Without asking, he said without thinking: "Death Eyes knows that he has been to the Shadow Clan and gained something."

Wang Hun said decisively: "Okay, take him with you and move forward together."

After saying that, Bu Wen Bu Wen gently touched Wang Hun's forehead with his slender fingers. Wang Hun did not have the slightest intention of resisting. At that moment, Wang Hun and Bu Wen Bu Wen's soul seemed to have crossed the barrier of time and space.

Wang Hun slowly opened his eyes and woke up from his deep sleep, only to see Bu Wen Wu Wen also slowly waking up. It was just that she just happened to fall on Wang Hun, and in front of her, she was riding on Wang Hun's waist.

Their eyes met for a moment, and their faces turned red at the same time. Bu Wenmo hurriedly stood up and said in a slightly flustered tone: "Sorry."

Wang Hun smiled slightly but said nothing.

Bu Wen Bu Wen was stunned for a moment, then said, “Call Death Eyes, we will set off immediately.

Wang Hun solemnly told Bu Wen Bu Wen to wait patiently for a while. Then, he hurriedly went to look for the Death Eyes.

After seeing the look of death, Wang Hun told him the whole series of complicated events in a clear and orderly manner.

After hearing this, Death Eyes frowned, and doubts surged in his heart. He asked in confusion: "Haven't the Shadow Clan and Xing Tian always been enemies? Why did Xing Tian become their leader? Moreover, why was his all-important head hidden in the Shadow Clan? What unknown reason is there?"

Wang Hun took a deep breath and said in a hurry: "Don't worry too much about these trivial matters at this moment. The reason why I came to you is because Ignoring you clearly shows that you know the specific location of the Shadow Clan. I want to find Xingtian's head and do my best to disperse the mysterious substance called nothingness. I firmly believe that as long as this goal is achieved, he will certainly willingly hand over the fragments of the God of Weapons' Blade to me."

Death looked deep and thoughtful for a moment, then said firmly: "Since the situation is so urgent, I will put aside all my concerns and go with you on this trip."

Wang Hun showed a happy expression and said excitedly: "Okay, let's set off immediately without further delay."

Afterwards, Wang Hun and Death Eyes rode at full speed to Wang Hun's mansion, where Bu Wen Bu Wen was waiting for their return.

Seeing that all the people had arrived, Bu Wen Bu Wen said in a serious and decisive manner: "Since all the people we need have gathered, there is no need to delay any further and we should set off immediately."

Upon hearing this, Wang Hun and Death Eyes nodded in agreement without hesitation.

Death's eyes were gleaming as he said, "Then come with me. I do know the exact location of the Shadow Clan's territory."

After saying that, the two followed the Death Eyes and headed resolutely towards the mysterious territory of the Shadow Clan.

The three of them galloped all the way, flying over tens of thousands of miles. They crossed the dangerous canyon, climbed the steep and dangerous mountain road, and after going through many difficulties and obstacles, they finally arrived at a dangerous mountain range shrouded by countless clouds and haze.

Death stared at the mountain hidden in the clouds and haze in front of him, and thought to himself: This mountain hidden deep in the clouds and haze is just like the Shadow Clan curled up in the shadows, always surviving in a humble and difficult way.

As Death Eyes gazed at the rolling mountains and the pervasive haze, memories of the past flooded back to his mind. The hoarse and weathered voice of the Shadow Clan elder seemed to ring in his ears again: "Death Eyes, put on the mask, and you will be like us."

Death's eyes gently stroked the mask on his face, and he said firmly in his heart: "I don't regret it."

As they continued to advance, the three of them finally stood on a cliff. Death looked at the scene in front of him and said in a deep voice, "We are here."

I saw a village quietly located not far below the cliff. A faint firelight came from the village, which looked particularly small and full of hope in this hazy atmosphere.