Deep in Shiwan Mountain, at the entrance of the Ancient Demon-Zhen Cave, a dark wind howled, and a statue of a woman stood quietly here for thousands of years. At this moment, two lines of clear tears fell down the face of the statue's eyes.

And in the wind, there was a faint voice of a woman who seemed to be liberated.

"Linglong's crime deserves death, and he has failed the expectations of his people. He is willing to be punished by God and fall into the Nine Nether Hells, never to be reincarnated!"

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Incense Valley, Xuanhuo Altar!

At this moment, the Mysterious Fire Altar was filled with hot air and was a fiery red. On the ground, there were curved scratches as thick as a finger, with different depths, forming eight fierce god patterns about the size of a foot.

These patterns are exactly the Eight Wilderness Fierce Gods in the ancient legends of southern Xinjiang. Each of them is terrifying, with sharp teeth and claws, and feeds on humans. They are extremely ferocious and terrifying.

Normally, these patterns are dull and dull, as if they are just the most ordinary engravings, without any magic.

However, at this moment, the brilliance of these eight engravings was flowing, and each of the fierce gods seemed to come to life. The fierce light in their eyes was fierce, and the entire Xuanhuo Altar was instantly filled with a fierce aura.

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Shangguan Ce, the number two figure in Fenxiang Valley who has been guarding this place all year round, naturally discovered the anomaly immediately.

Originally, he thought that there was an invasion of foreign enemies and that the Eight Fierce Mysterious Fire Arrays would be activated automatically. However, in the end, he found that it was completely different from what he thought. The pattern of the Eight Fierce Fierce Gods on the Xuanhuo Altar was completely activated inexplicably.

This matter revealed something strange. At this moment, Shangguan Ce was staring at the Xuanhuo Altar, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't figure out the reason at all.

He also thought that Xuanhuo Altar was the important place of the Ancient Witch Clan thousands of years ago, and that it was only occupied by Incense Valley after the destruction of the Ancient Witch Clan. There must be other mysteries and secrets in it that they do not know.

Then Shangguan Ce sighed softly, left the Xuanhuo Altar, and quickly headed towards a secret place in Fenxiang Valley.

In the Hundred Thousand Mountains, on the cliff at the end of the black forest, Xu Zifan was surrounded by so much witchcraft power at this moment. He never imagined that he could impress all the major forces in southern Xinjiang just by testing the method of condensing witchcraft power in the Blood Curse of Heaven and Earth Returning Together.

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And as he used the extremely pure witchcraft condensed from the Blood Curse of Heaven and Earth to practice the witchcraft of this world, he had a feeling that something was calling him from a certain direction. This feeling continued as
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