Walking through the long corridor, Shen Yanxiao's eyes only reflected the back of the ancestor of the undead. She didn't know where the ancestor of the undead was going to take her.
The journey seemed to be endless, and finally the ancestor of the undead stopped in front of a dark door.
The moment he opened the door, a powerful sacred aura swept from the room.
The strong holy aura sent waves of tingling pain all over Shen Yanxiao's body.
Suddenly, the ancestor of the undead suddenly turned around, grabbed Shen Yanxiao and threw her into the room.
After a moment of spinning, Shen Yanxiao managed to stand still. The sacred aura rushing in from all directions made her whole body feel pain.
In severe pain, Shen Yanxiao finally saw everything in the room clearly.
With just one glance, she froze on the spot.
The huge room was completely empty, except for a long sword with a dazzling luster, hanging in the air by countless chains.
The sacred aura in the entire room emanated from that long sword.
This breath made Shen Yanxiao feel so familiar.
"Emperor Yan, who are you?" A layer of light gray mist enveloped the ancestor of the undead, and a hint of ferocity appeared on his gloomy and handsome face.
Shen Yanxiao was unable to stand even under the sacred aura. She was half-kneeling on the floor with throbbing pain all over her body, and large beads of sweat kept rolling down her forehead.
"All pure undead that enter this room will be killed instantly. Emperor Yan, you are not an undead. Who are you?" The ancestor of the undead used his own death energy to create a barrier around him. He slowly walked into the room and opened the door. Close behind him.
Shen Yanxiao bit the root tightly, and the pain all over her body was as if she had fallen into Xiu's arms.
In an instant, a black mist flew out of Shen Yanxiao's body, condensed into a tall figure in mid-air, and rushed towards the ancestor of the undead at lightning speed!
"Taotie..." Shen Yanxiao shivered in pain. She could clearly feel the sacred breath burning her skin bit by bit, but the death energy in her body exploded at this moment, constantly accelerating self-repair. The speed, on the one hand, the heart-breaking pain of burning, and on the other hand, the endless rapid repairs, made Shen Yanxiao's pain seem to never end.
Taotie and the Ancestor of the Undead immediately started fighting. Although Taotie had been promoted to a holy beast, the difference in strength between him and the Ancestor of the Undead was still huge. Not long after, Taotie was defeated and was knocked to the ground by the Ancestor of the Undead.
The moment he fell to the ground, Taotie dragged his seriously injured body to block Shen Yanxiao's side. The angry eyes on his blood-stained face were staring at the ancestor of the undead.
"Holy beast? It is impossible for the undead to sign a contract with a warcraft. The only one who can sign a contract with a warcraft is a human. Are you a human?" The ancestor of the undead didn't care about Taotie at all. He just looked at Shen with his eyes. Yanxiao.
Shen Yanxiao was almost knocked unconscious by the pain all over her body. She could only bite the tip of her tongue repeatedly to force herself to stay awake.
Shen Yanxiao finally understood why the ancestor of the undead targeted her again and again.
Because as early as the beginning, he had already discovered that she was not an undead, and everything he did was just to force her true identity out step by step.
But when exactly did the ancestor of the undead discover her abnormality?
She has been working hard to hide herself, even watching the games of the Chi Yan team secretly.