The Ice Demon King nodded heavily, then folded his hands and slapped his forehead hard.
Plop!
The Ice Demon King fell to the ground, his soul completely destroyed.
When the Ice Demon King's body fell on the square, the entire White Walker City fell completely silent.
After Zhuo Wen waved his sleeves and put away the killing array, the remaining members of the White Walker clan all knelt on the ground, trembling.
Their eyes were full of sadness and fear.
To think that they, the second largest super realm, were almost exterminated one day.
Zhuo Wen stood in the center of the square, his indifferent eyes scanning the many White Walker clans kneeling on the ground.
"Hand over your soul mark! Or die!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
The White Walker clan who were kneeling on the ground all shuddered and looked at Zhuo Wen in disbelief.
"Didn't you promise my king to let us go? Do you want to break your promise?"
"Yes! My king committed suicide in exchange for our freedom. Now you want to go back on your word!"
"..."
Immediately, more than ten members of the White Walker clan jumped up and roared with annoyance.
Whoosh whoosh!
Zhuo Wen waved his sleeves, and more than ten rays of energy surged out, instantly killing more than a dozen members of the opposing White Walker clan.
For a moment, the scene was completely silent.
"I said I won't kill you, but I didn't say let you go free! My patience is limited, if you don't want to, just die!" Zhuo Wen said with murderous intent.
All the other ghost clans were devastated and took out their soul marks one after another and handed them over to Zhuo Wen.
They knew that now they had no choice but to hand over the soul mark, otherwise they would be dead.
After Zhuo Wen put away all the soul marks of the White Walker clan, he leaped into the air 10,000 meters high and used his divine power to turn into a voice and said: "Are there still people from the Pangu clan in the White Walker realm? The White Walker clan has been eliminated. If you are still here,
Now, you can come to Strange Ghost City and restore the glory of the Pangu clan!"
Zhuo Wen's voice resounded in the sky like thunder, and continued to spread around the entire White Walker clan.
All the creatures in the entire Strange Ghost Realm heard Zhuo Wen's voice, and they all looked up in the direction of the Strange Ghost City.
In the northeastern area of the White Walker Realm, in a remote mountain range, several figures swept to the top of the mountain and looked in the direction of the White Walker City.
A burly middle-aged man with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Uncle! Do you think what this man said is true? The White Walker clan has been eliminated? Has our Pangu clan's chance really come?" A young man came up behind the middle-aged man and asked doubtfully.
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"This person's voice has the unique aura of the Pangu clan. This person must have been inherited by our Pangu clan, or he is the proud son of our Pangu clan. I think this statement is credible! I want to go there
Strange Ghost City!" the middle-aged man said in a low voice.
"Then shall I inform other tribesmen?" the young man said quickly.
"No! Continue to let the rest of the tribe hide! I will go and confirm it myself!" the middle-aged man said with finality.
"Uncle! If it's false, it would be too dangerous. You..." The young man grabbed the middle-aged man's sleeve and said nervously.
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Xian'er, our Pangu clan has never experienced any big storms. It doesn't matter if I die alone. As long as the bloodline of my Pangu clan is not cut off, there will still be a chance. Wait for my news!"
With that said, the middle-aged man let go of the young man's hand, rose into the sky resolutely, and disappeared into the mountains.
Inside the Ghost City.
After Zhuo Wen finished speaking, he landed in the center of the square, took out a futon, sat cross-legged, and waited silently.
"Brother Zhuo! Are you really planning to wait for someone here? I'm afraid all the Pangu clan members will be dead!" Ma Yujie looked at Zhuo Wen in disbelief.
"Three days! I only wait three days! If no one from the Pangu clan comes, then we will leave!" After Zhuo Wen finished speaking, he closed his eyes.
While Zhuo Wen was waiting, everyone in the White Walker clan knelt around the square, not daring to make any move.
Two days later, a middle-aged man rushed into the White Walker City and came to the square where Zhuo Wen was.
"Panyi of the Pangu clan is here to report!"
The middle-aged man looked at Zhuo Wen with sharp eyes and cupped his hands towards the latter.
The moment he entered the Strange Ghost City, he sensed the familiar aura of the Pangu clan on Zhuo Wen.
At this moment, his mental arithmetic felt a little relieved.
He knew that Zhuo Wen had indeed received the inheritance of their Pangu clan.
What shocked him even more was that he also saw the corpses of the three White Walkers lying in the ruins of the square.
There is no doubt that the young man in front of him has indeed killed the three ghost kings and avenged their Pangu clan.
Zhuo Wen glanced at Pan Yi lightly, waved his sleeves, and printed countless soul seals
All the notes were handed over to the latter.
"This is……"
Pan Yi looked at Zhuo Wen in confusion.
"These are the soul marks of all the members of the White Walker clan, and they will all be controlled by your Pangu clan! You can make good use of them and let the White Walker clan atone for your Pangu clan's sins!"
Zhuo Wen looked calm and authentic.
The moment he saw Pan Yi, he sensed the aura of the Pangu clan in the latter.
He knew that Panyi was a genuine member of the Pangu clan.
"Thank you, sir! I wonder what your surname is, and are you from the Pangu tribe?"
Panyi knelt down and worshiped, full of gratitude to Zhuo Wen.
"I am not a member of your Pangu tribe, but I have inherited the power from your Pangu tribe! The person who passed it on to me is named Panyou!"
"I came here just to repay a favor to your Pangu clan! Now that the favor has been repaid, it's time for me to leave!"
Zhuo Wen glanced at Pan Yi lightly, called to Ma Yujie, and then disappeared from here.
Panyi didn't even have time to save Zhuo Wen, who was already gone.
After leaving the Strange Ghost City, both Ma Yujie and Zhuo Wen stood on the deck of the divine ship.
"Brother Zhuo, where are you going next? Is it time to follow me to the Lord God Realm?" Ma Yujie looked at Zhuo Wen and asked.
"Go to the Shenran Realm again!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
He had received the inheritance of Jing Hongwen from the ruins of the battlefield outside the territory, and also learned that Jing Hongwen was murdered by a powerful person in the Shenran Realm.
And that powerful person’s name is Qing Qixiu.
He once promised Jing Hongwen that if he had the ability in the future, he would definitely help Jing Hongwen take revenge.
In addition, among the four great Dharma Kings in the Shenran Realm, Dharma King Jinzun remains.
He had long heard that the Golden Dharma King blamed Zhuowen for the deaths of the other three Dharma Kings.
There is now a frantic search for him.
Zhuo Wen didn't dare to let his people be killed like this all the time.
After all, if the Canglan Realm is discovered by King Jin Zun, who knows what this guy will do?
Ma Yujie nodded a little disappointedly, it seemed that he still had to go to the Shenran Realm.
Half a month later, Zhuo Wen and Ma Yujie entered the Shenran Realm area.
It took them five days to feel the core of the Shenran Realm, Shenran City!