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Bu Wen Bu Wen said solemnly: "No, mother failed to protect the head from the sky. It was the gods who got the head. The gods punished the Shadow Clan by migrating here and asked them to look after Xing Tian's head."

After hearing this, Wang Hun nodded thoughtfully and responded, "I see."

At this moment, Bu Wen Wu Wen's eyes keenly caught a stone wall in front of her. She walked forward steadily and stretched out her hand to press the stone wall. In an instant, sixteen large characters appeared on it like ghosts.

Wang Hun stared at the words and read slowly, "The remnants of the rebellion are exiled here, stationed here for generations, waiting for amnesty."

After reading it, Wang Hun frowned and asked in confusion: "Why are they called 'remnants'?"

Death's eyes showed a hint of disdain as he said, "They are just a bunch of cowards."

Wang Hun then asked, "Have you heard anything?"

The eyes of Death became deep, as if he was lost in a long-lost memory, and he replied: "That is a very old memory of the Hell Realm. In the tribe where I was born, there were some rumors about the Shadow Clan. They were also a brave and warlike nation a hundred thousand years ago, and they were even allies of the Hades Clan. It's a pity that they later betrayed their former beliefs.

Bu Wen Bu Wen continued, "Indeed, Xing Tian once fought against the Yellow Dragon, one of the five ancient dragons. The battle was extremely fierce and lasted for three days and three nights, but it was still difficult to determine the winner. It was because of this that our guardian desire was bitter, and we were able to find an opportunity to successfully kill the Blue Dragon, and the ancestor Chi You was able to take the opportunity to kill the Flying Dragon."

However, the Death Eyes said firmly: "Remnants of traitors, these four words are enough to prove that they have brought this upon themselves."

At this moment, a deep voice as if coming from the abyss suddenly sounded, saying: "You brought this upon yourself?"

The sudden sound immediately alerted Wang Hun and the other two. They quickly went into alert mode, looking around vigilantly.

The voice said with strong dissatisfaction: "You, the Dark Clan, have no right to blame us!"

Wang Hun forced himself to remain calm and responded, "It seems that you are the leader of the Shadow Clan. We are looking for you to discuss something important."

The voice continued, "Death Eyes, you brought everyone to trespass into my tribe's forbidden area and abused my people. If you don't have a reasonable explanation, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Wang Hun hurriedly explained: "We didn't abuse him. Your clansman was so depressed that he committed suicide. I knocked him out in time. Why don't we talk about it?"

The voice said ruthlessly and firmly: "There is nothing to discuss."

Despite this, Wang Hun and the other two walked towards the direction of the sound without hesitation.

As he walked, Bu Wen Bu Wen said to Wang Hun: "The fragment of the God of Weapons' Blade has the ability to dispel nothingness. The fragment is on Xing Tian's weapon, Gan Qi."

Upon hearing this, Wang Hun said, "Your ancestor, Xing Tian, ​​is now headless. We have fragments of the God of Weapon's Blade that can dispel the void. As long as you give us your head, we will dispel the void in your ancestor's head, and your ancestor will be able to return." After that, Wang Hun took out two fragments emitting mysterious light from his arms.

The voice asked in confusion, "Where did you get it?"

Wang Hun and the other two continued to move forward firmly in the direction where the sound came from.

Wang Hun said as he walked, "There is another one in the northern land, in the Blood Mist Forest, at the gate of Guixu. It is embedded in the weapon of the old god Xingtian. Xingtian has no head, so he has lost his mind. If we can get the head, dispel the nothingness in it, and press it back, we should be able to get the fragment from him."

As they talked, Wang Hun and the other two finally arrived in front of a mysterious altar. On the altar was a huge tripod with a blazing fire burning on it, and the blazing flames seemed to devour everything.

The sound came from here.

The voice said, "Ridiculous."

Wang Hun and the other two stared at the altar solemnly. The voice continued, "Eternal Night told you? You dare to believe the words of a traitor?"

Death's eyes suddenly became furious, and he roared angrily: "How dare you question my elders?"

Bu Wen Bu Wen quickly reached out to stop him and said, "He has experienced the void and knows how to deal with it better than us. He was also the one who told us to come here to find Xing Tian's head."

After hearing this, the voice burst into unbridled laughter: "Hahahahahahaha."

At this moment, a mysterious mask appeared in the flames on the tripod.

The voice in the flames said, "If he hadn't deserted the battlefield, how could our clan have been defeated? For the sake of our ancestor Xing Tian, ​​our clan had no choice but to submit to the God Clan.

When Death Eyes heard this, he said with surprise on his face: "Ancestor."

The flame in the cauldron did not stop, and continued to speak in grief and anger: "Strip your clan name, chop off your head, and finally banish you here!"

As he spoke, the torches around the altar lit up one by one. The voice of the flame in the cauldron became more and more excited as the torches lit up: "A coward who betrayed his allies, his people, and his leader, what right does he have to ask for anything from us?"

As the words fell, some blurry shadows appeared on the altar, and the mask in the cauldron suddenly flew out, transforming into the leader of the Shadow Clan. The other shadows also quickly became clear, transforming into elite members of the Shadow Clan.

The leader glared at them and said, "My clan is the Xingtian clan!"

Faced with this sudden change, Wang Hun and the other two did not retreat at all. They gripped their weapons tightly, ready to meet the upcoming challenge.

The Shadow Clan leader had a gloomy face, his eyes were wide open, and he shouted in a cold voice: "None of you can escape today!" At the same time, dozens of Shadow Clan elites appeared in an instant like ghosts and surrounded them.

These elite members of the Shadow Clan were suspended in mid-air, holding sharp axes tightly in their hands. The axes flashed cold light in the dim light. They roared in unison, and instantly pounced on Wang Hun and the other two like arrows from a bow, with a fierce momentum, as if they wanted to tear the three people apart.

Bu Wen Bu Wen looked serious and reminded loudly: "Be careful to avoid the shadows while dodging the body. Their attacks will cause damage to the shadows."

The leader of the Shadow Clan looked sinister and said viciously: "You understand, but you can't escape from here. My fellow tribesmen, sacrifice them to our ancestors."

Following the leader's orders, the elite soldiers of the Shadow Clan attacked like a tide. For a moment, the noise of battle resounded throughout the space.

Wang Hun's eyes were firm, his figure was as fast as lightning, and the Day and Night Soul Sword in his hand swung out sharp sword lights and shadows of light and dark.

Every time the sword was swung, it brought with it the force of breaking the wind, and wherever the sword shadow went, the air seemed to be cut apart.

He nimbly moved between the enemy's attacks, sometimes dodging sideways, sometimes leaping up to fight back.