Dragon Slaying Cave, Devil's Land.
Under the dark moonlight, one couldn't even see one's fingers in front of one's face. However, in this eerie and terrifying region, there was a figure holding a long sword as he fought with a zombie.
Crack!
The crisscrossing sword light was filled with the fragrance of wine. This was Sword Maniac honing his Drunken Sword Technique.
His opponent was a zombie that had been dead for countless years. He could feel that the zombie was a big shot when he was alive. Although he had been dead for many years, his resentment had not been extinguished.
"Since you're dead, let me destroy your last trace of resentment."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sword Lunatic let out a low growl. The long sword in his hand spun violently and instantly smashed the head of the zombie that was attacking him.
Boom!
When the zombie's head was smashed, its entire body collapsed. The bones that fell to the ground were instantly corroded by the cold aura and disappeared in the long river of time.
Buzz!
Sword Maniac raised his hand and the wine gourd flew into the air. Sweet wine spilled out and dripped into Sword Maniac's mouth.
Gulp!
His throat kept moving and after a long time, he stopped drinking in satisfaction.
At this moment, the long sword in his hand was filled with the fragrance of wine. At the same time, he could feel the long sword trembling and letting out a loud sword cry.
"Is this the real Drunken Sword Technique?"
Swordsman Lunatic mumbled to himself as his eyes glowed with a shocking radiance.
It had been three years. To him, these three years were worse than death.
However, the culprit behind all this was Fang Chen.
"I won't let you go."
A crazed look surfaced in Sword Maniac's eyes.
In the beginning, he was severely injured and escaped to Devil's Land. He was almost killed by the zombies here. Now, he had dominated a region and no zombies dared to step into it.
Once they stepped into it, they would be like the zombie that had just disappeared.
Huff!
Sword Maniac took a deep breath and tried to calm the anger in his heart.
"When I completely conquer Devil's Land, it will be your time of death."
Sword Maniac believed that once he conquered Devil's Land and commanded all the zombies, he would be able to dominate Dragon Slaying Cave and kill Fang Chen.
Weng!
However, at this moment, a blazing light suddenly shot up from the core of the Devil's Land, breaking the silence of the night sky.
"What's that?"
In an instant, all the zombies in the Devil's Land rushed toward the core area.
As for Sword Lunatic, he naturally sensed the blazing light that soared into the sky.
Weng!
The humming of the sword became louder and louder. The power in his body seemed to be about to burst out.
His eyes widened, and his heart was in turmoil. He almost subconsciously shouted a sentence.
"The second half of the Drunken Sword Technique?"
All of a sudden, Sword Lunatic's eyes were filled with a crazed blazing light.
Ever since he had mastered the first half of the Drunken Sword Technique, he had been searching for the second half of the Drunken Sword Technique. He had sensed a trace of the Drunken Sword Inheritance's Qi from the light that had soared into the sky.
He was certain that the second half of the Drunken Sword Technique had appeared.
"Let's go."
His figure flashed and disappeared into the darkness.
Meanwhile.
In the core area of the Devil's Land, there was a strange altar. Under the altar, many members of the Demonic Beast Clan stood.
The Ancestor of the Demonic Beast Clan clasped his hands together and worshipped the strange altar devoutly.
Kacha!
Behind him, the faces of the Demonic Beast Clan members were filled with horror as they kept retreating.
They would never have thought that the Ancestor would sacrifice his own Demonic Beast Clan members in order to obtain the Ghost Artifact.
Crash!
The body of a Demonic Beast Clan member flew uncontrollably toward the altar and was instantly enveloped by the light that rushed out from the altar.
Crash!
Blood splattered all over the altar. Soon, the blood dried up and was absorbed by the altar.
At the same time, the cracks on the altar became bigger and bigger. The blazing light soared into the sky, alarming the entire Devil's Land.
The eyes of the Patriarch of the Demonic Beast Race burned with excitement.
"The Ghost Artifact is mine."
He shouted in his heart.
Crash!
Another Demonic Beast Clan member sacrificed his life and blood to open the altar.
"Ancestor."
Some of the Demonic Beast Clan members collapsed to the ground, while others had tears in their eyes.
"Is it worth it?"
However, the Ancestor of the Demonic Beast Clan had long been blinded by hatred. He stared coldly at his Demonic Beast Clan members and said in a cold voice, "My descendants, I will remember your sacrifice. Your death will be exchanged for the eternal prosperity of my Demonic Beast Clan. You are the heroes of my Demonic Beast Clan."
Soon, dozens of Demonic Beast Clan members were sacrificed.
The movement of the strange altar was getting louder and louder.
The first batch of zombies had already arrived. They let out angry roars and fought with the Demonic Beast Clan members.
"Stop them for me. No one can ruin my plan."
The Demonic Beast Clan fell into a state of madness.
The turmoil in the Devil's Land did not affect Fang Chen's enlightenment.
He dreamt back to the ancient times. In a dream of a hundred years, he personally felt the power of the ancient Divine Beast Vermilion Bird and the mystery of the Vermilion Bird Secret Technique.
At this moment.
He felt that he had mastered the true Vermilion Bird Secret Technique.
With a flick of his wrist, the core of the Vermilion Bird Secret Technique appeared in his palm, emitting a bright light.
"I see."
He could not help but sigh. Fortunately, he had absorbed a thin trace of the Vermilion Bird bloodline in Huang Tian's body. This caused him to dream back to the ancient times and see the scene of the Vermilion Bird entering the endless darkness and stopping the chaos.
He was quite emotional.
At the same time, he was even more grateful that he was able to obtain the true Vermilion Bird Secret Technique.
Whoosh!
He took a deep breath and came back to his senses. The Vermilion Bird phantom had disappeared and the sky was dark again.
He turned his head and found that the golden striped array seemed to have been affected by the aura of the Vermilion Bird phantom and had undergone a slight change.
"Eh?"
Fang Chen exclaimed softly and was shocked to discover that.
Some of the operation trajectories of the golden striped array were clearly imprinted in his mind.
"This?"
He could not help but suspect that all of this was caused by the Vermilion Bird phantom.
As expected of the ancient Divine Beast Vermilion Bird. Even if it was just a phantom, it could release such a vast pressure that it could change the operation trajectory of the golden striped array.
Whoosh!
He took a deep breath and a burning look appeared on his face.
The golden striped array had changed its operation trajectory. In this way, wouldn't it be easy for him to break this array?
Thinking of this, he quickly walked to the entrance of the passage that was blocked by the golden striped array.
His dark eyes stared at the operation trajectory of the golden striped array. At the same time, the incantation of the Vermilion Bird Secret Technique in his body was activated again.
Since the operation trajectory had changed because of the pressure of the Vermilion Bird phantom, then if he used the true Vermilion Bird Secret Technique and combined it with the Vermilion Bird bloodline, it should have an unexpected effect.