The game of all races begins, and I alone will prove my immortality!

Looking at the densely packed ten thousand-story towers,

Qin Han's heart couldn't help but feel nervous.

According to the information he collected, the Wu Clan's territory is much larger than the Dongqing Territory.

The fact that he was able to gather all the elites at the city level shows how ambitious this witch master is.

Swordsman Hanshan transmitted a message: "See? Gathering outsiders is just a pretext. The real purpose is to trick the tribesmen from the ancestral land here."

"Those who came here in response to the call are all unlucky."

"A powerful being of the ninety-nine thousandth level, if this is swallowed in one breath, the witch master might be able to break through the realm of the ninth or even tenth level overlord."

"How about it, can you find your elder now?"

Qin Han sent a voice message: "No, I haven't found any trace of it. Even the voodoo bead is not here."

"You're right. That witch master is really cautious."

"Just wait and see what happens."

……

The place Qin Han and his companions finally arrived at was the third floor of the Wanchong Tower.

When they arrived, many people from outside the region had already moved in.

There are not many of them, barely occupying one floor of space. This is the result of some powerful people moving their entire clan here.

But in terms of quality, there are quite a few people in the Venerable Realm and the Immortal Realm, and you can even occasionally see someone in the Ruyi Realm.

In a separate courtyard, "My two brothers, thank you for your hard work staying here for the past two days. After you meet the Master of Witches, he will surely be happy to see you. He will then establish a residence for you in a spiritual place."

Wu Yun even took out his own voice transmission token and handed it to the two of them. "If you need anything in the next two days, feel free to send a message to me. I will grant any request you make."

"By the way, I think you two brothers have never tasted the special delicacies of our ancestral land. I'll have someone send you a table later."

Qin Han took the token and said, "How can this be so embarrassing? We are so grateful that you brought us here, and now we have to ask you to spend money."

Wu Yun waved his hand. "That's ridiculous! My father once said that our people from outside the region have suffered so much while wandering around. If we can't even treat them well back home, wouldn't that just chill the hearts of our people?"

Qin Han: "From what you said, your father must be a kind and compassionate person."

Listening to Qin Han mention his father,

Wu Yun's face immediately showed reverence. "Of course. In our tribe, the one I respect most is the Master Wu. He led our tribe to defeat powerful enemies and restore the glory of our Wu clan."

"The second person I revere is my father."

"When the old witch master passed away, he left behind a young son. Although my father is the old witch master's younger brother, he is also a powerful person in the Ruyi realm."

"But he never considered seizing the position of Wizard Master. Instead, he raised the young boy and used all his resources to cultivate him into a talented person."

"After the new wizard took office, my father continued to work diligently and never complained."

"If the Master Wu is the leader of the Wu clan, then my father is the backbone."

"Now my father is the overlord of two factions, but he still treats people with the same kindness and amiability as before."

Qin Han: "Brother Wu Yun is from an aristocratic family. Please forgive me for my impoliteness just now."

Wu Yun's face showed a hint of pride, but he said modestly: "The Wu clan speaks with strength, and birth cannot prove anything."

"It is the two brothers who were able to grow up in the dangerous environment outside the domain. They are indeed outstanding people."

"After this matter is over, I also want to go out and gain some experience, and see the customs of foreign lands. If I want to seek refuge with my two brothers, please don't turn me away."

The three of them chatted for a while before Wu Yun left.

After Wu Yun left, the two of them got together.

In order to avoid leaking secrets, they still communicated through telepathy.

Qin Han: "Looking at Wu Yun, it seems that he is unaware of the Witch Master's conspiracy."

Han Shan slumped in his chair, bored. "This kid looks silly. He must be too well protected. I'm afraid no one will tell him if it involves the real secret."

"It's a pity, this guy is about to face the cruelest side."

Qin Han pushed him and said, "Don't be sleepy. Let's go through the plan again. Make sure nothing goes wrong."

Han Shan: "It's really troublesome. As the saying goes, too much care can lead to confusion. Sometimes having too many elders isn't a good thing. Unlike me, I'm all alone and no one can threaten me."

Two days passed in a flash.

In the past two days, Wu Yun seemed to get along quite well with them and came over almost every day.

Even for today's ethnic gathering, this guy came early in the morning, wearing a conical hat.

Qin Han, "You are a relative, so you should be asked for help with such a big matter. Why do you seem to be so idle?"

"And why are you dressed like this?"

Wu Yun scratched his head. "My father said I've never been good enough, so he didn't assign me many things to do."

"But when I met my father last night, he asked me to lead the team to patrol the perimeter today."

"However, I really don't want to miss such a big event today."

The swordsman Hanshan pointedly said, "Your father is right. You should go on patrol."

Wu Yun: "As a son, how dare I disobey my father's orders? But you see, this is just a small clone. It won't affect my combat effectiveness."

Wu Yun lifted his hat, revealing a body that was only at the level of a mid-level god.

Qin Han and the other man looked at each other and didn't object. "Then you can watch it with us."

Time passes by.

Suddenly, the sound of drums rang out from the air.

The three of them stood in the yard and looked in the direction of the drum sound, only to see a high platform appear in the starry sky outside.

The platform seems far away, but through the refraction of the prohibition, no matter which floor people stand on in the Ten Thousand Layers Tower, it seems to be right in front of them.

On the high platform, a burly old man with red hair was beating a drum with two hammers.

Sitting on the throne behind the old man was a man wearing a crown.

Wu Yun pointed at the platform and introduced, "This is my father, the Overlord of the Two Paths, Wu Lie."

"The one behind you is the Master Witch."

"It's rare to see the Master Witch. This is only the third time I've seen him since I was a child."

Beside him, Qin Han swept his soul power and immediately shook his head and said, "It's fake, the crown is also fake. At this time, this person can still remain calm."

Hanshan: "Just wait and see what happens, don't be anxious, he will definitely be here today."

inside the venue,

The drum beat was very long,

It rang for 9981 times before it stopped.

Wu Yun frowned, "Why eighty-one drumbeats? In our Wu clan, this is the sound of a funeral."

"Usually, it is only rung after the witch master dies."

"But isn't the Master of the Witches sitting on it? What happened?"

Not only Wu Yun, but all the Wu clan members in the Wanchong Tower looked anxious at this moment.

When everyone was confused,

The red-haired old man walked up to the witch master and said a few words softly. After the witch master nodded, he immediately turned around and walked to the edge of the stage, looking at everyone.

The red-haired old man said in a heavy tone, "I am very happy that you can come."

"However, I have something serious to tell you. My witch clan has encountered a powerful enemy. Even the witch master is no match for him."

"To prevent our tribe from falling into danger of extinction again, I have no choice but to sacrifice you."

"Don't blame me!"

After the red-haired old man finished speaking, he picked up his two hammers and smashed them hard on the drum.

After a deafening roar, black iron bars suddenly descended from the surface of the entire Wanzhong Pagoda.

At the same time, a green flame suddenly emerged from the bottom layer.

In an instant, the tower was like purgatory.