What made Zhuowen frown was that the surrounding mountains were very unusual.

Because these mountains are actually the color of the starry sky, with little stars shining.

Zhuowen's divine sense began to extend, and soon enveloped the entire mountain range.

He was shocked, because from the perspective of his divine sense, the huge mountain range looked like a giant when viewed from the sky.

It was as if there was a giant lying on his back in this space, which finally turned into this mountain range.

"This breath...so familiar!"

Zhuowen's divine sense hovered over the mountains, and he felt a familiar feeling around him.

Moreover, the blood in his body began to boil continuously the moment he entered this mountain range, like boiling water, rolling and surging, as if something was calling the blood in his body.

"This is definitely the place where Pangu fell!"

Zhuo Wen guessed in his heart and was pleasantly surprised. He would never be mistaken for this kind of resonance from the blood. After all, he had obtained a part of Pangu's inheritance, and he also practiced the Pangu Holy Body. He was too familiar with Pangu's aura.

Zhuowen's spiritual thoughts kept wandering in the mountains, and found that the mountains were vast and boundless, as if they had no end.

And he also discovered that the space where the mountains are located is very wonderful. It is similar to the starry sky, but it seems to be more wonderful than the starry sky. It is another space beyond the starry sky, and it is far more advanced than the world spaces he was in before. very many.

"Huh? What's that?"

Zhuowen's divine sense followed the trend of the mountain range and continued to develop, and finally found an abnormality in the extreme distance, that is, the second half of the mountain range.

In the second half of the mountain range, he saw that the mountain range after this second half was pitch black, without any starlight flickering, just like a dilapidated and dead starry sky.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen also noticed a strong breath of death in the second half of the mountain range.

This breath of death was an unusual death, not the smell of decay and disintegration, but a breath of silence and emptiness. This breath made Zhuo Wen very terrified, and even raised a strong hairy feeling.

Annihilation and emptiness, that is a state of nothing, no matter whether it is material or feeling, there is nothing. In this environment, Zhuo Wen even has a feeling of confusion about whether he is alive or not.

This feeling is really uncomfortable, and Zhuo Wen has a kind of self-imposed impulse.

"wrong!"

Zhuo Wen woke up suddenly, quickly withdrew his divine sense, his forehead was filled with cold sweat.

"What is the second half of the mountain range? Why does it give me this feeling?"

Zhuowen was terrified and shocked. He felt that in the second half of the mountain range, there was a power far superior to him and the starry sky.

That power is very strange, it penetrates into his soul like moist things silently, it seems to be able to deprive him of his sanity, and control him to make him feel unloved, thus launching self-destructive behaviors.

Zhuowen had a hunch that the energy in the second half of the mountain range was terrifying, and he must not enter that place at will.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen had a feeling that the strange energy in the second half, like a virus, was eroding this mountain range. This feeling was very strange, but it suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Let's figure this out before we talk about it!"

Zhuo Wen sighed softly. His injuries are too serious now. Whether it is to find out the situation here or to explore the truth of the place where Pangu fell, he must first recover from his injuries.

Zhuowen began to continuously arrange defensive formations and trapping formations around him. It took him a full day to arrange a sufficiently powerful and complex formation before he stopped.

As for the Thunder Fire Sword, Death Sacrifice Sword, and Blood Immortal Sword, he collected them into the Great World, and handed over all the artifacts he harvested this time to Xiao Hei, and let him assign them to cultivate.

Xiao Hei's progress is obvious, and he has evolved to the middle stage of the Tongtian class. As long as he absorbs these artifacts, Zhuowen feels that Xiao Hei's evolution to the late stage of the Tongtian class is completely fine.

And Ziwei Xingjun is still healing in the big world. His injuries are more serious than Zhuo Wen's, almost half dead, and his recovery power is much worse than Zhuo Wen's. If he wants to recover completely, he will be much slower than Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen looked at his almost shattered body, and shook his head with a wry smile. He knew that it would take a lot of resources and time to fully recover from his injuries.

He is not afraid of resources. After all, he has killed so many powerful masters, and he has not let go of any of their spiritual rings. The resources in him probably exceed the background of any race and tribe in the prehistoric world.

He was mainly worried that it might take a long time for him to fully recover. He roughly estimated that it would take at least a month.

During Zhuowen's healing period, not only Long Wen's name spread throughout Honghuang Tianyu, but even Xuanmu Tianyu learned that something big happened to the witch clan in Honghuang Tianyu.

They knew that a genius of a small clan named Long Wen killed the patriarchs of the five major races out of the top ten races by himself, and also killed dozens of patriarchs of the big clans. The priests were all destroyed.

What's even more frightening is that even the Wushen City was not spared, and the Wushen City was razed to the ground.

Xuanmu Tianyu, Dongdaoyu, and Shijue Yin Corpse Sect, at the entrance of a magnificent suzerain hall, two young disciples stood at the door tremblingly, with lowered eyebrows, waiting for the call of the master in the hall.

"Zhao Xu, what do you think the suzerain is calling us for?" One of the young men in white asked the young man in blue tremblingly. JrNovels.com