"He holds an artifact that exceeds the late king level. This person's cultivation is definitely not weak. No matter what, he must be a strong person who has surpassed Tianjun Perfection!"
A bright and cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, such a strong person will die if he enters the castle, then we..."
Xiaojiao's face suddenly turned cold and he said in a deep voice.
"Yes, boss, what should we do next?"
Huantian looked at Mo Wentian with a golden light flashing in his eyes.
"what to do?"
"Now that we're here, why don't we just go out like this without investigating what's going on?"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.
"Master, this is the previous leader of the Demon Clan!"
At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from Wentian Pavilion.
"The last leader of the Demon Clan!"
A flash of astonishment flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Wu Sheng, what else do you know? Tell me!"
Mo Wentian's voice sounded in Wentian Pavilion.
"Reporting to my master, the previous leader of the Demon Clan is a powerful man in the realm of the Heavenly King. I heard that tens of thousands of years ago, an artifact was born in the Jiuyou Mountains, and the Demon Clan leader came to snatch it!"
"But after entering the Jiuyou Mountains, I never went out again. It turns out...it turned out that I died here!"
Wu Sheng exclaimed. On the left thumb of the skeleton, a bright red mark was extremely clear.
This mark is the mark of the leader of the Demon Clan.
"A strong man in the realm of the Heavenly King?"
As he muttered to himself, a cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"No, get back!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly flashed with light and he shouted coldly.
"Crunch, crunch..."
As soon as Mo Wentian said this, the skeleton on the steps stood up unsteadily.
The dust on the withered bones completely disappeared at this moment.
"What's going on? Isn't this skeleton supposed to be dead?"
"Is this skeleton still alive?"
The faces of Xiaojiao and Huantian were full of shock.
"Quack quack..."
"A bunch of ignorant children dare to break into the master's territory. You are looking for death!"
The next moment, I saw the skeleton holding the halberd on the ground, its jaw joints staggered, and it actually laughed evilly.
When Xiaojiao and the others heard this, their eyes became a little more astonished.
"Owner?"
"Who is your master?"
Looking at the skeleton in front of him, an extremely cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and his voice was even more cold.
"My master?"
A sound of twisting joints was heard, and the skeleton's hollow eyes were seen looking at Mo Wentian, with clusters of small green light spots rising in those hollow eyes.
From a distance, it looks weird.
"It turns out to be a bunch of soul fire!"
A smile suddenly appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes, and then he punched out.
"boom!"
Following Mo Wentian's punch, the skeleton's bones instantly folded into a round ball.
The next moment, I saw that the skeleton was burning with blazing flames.
"Boy, you dare to break into the master's territory, you are seeking death!"
In the sea of fire, the skeleton struggled violently, and the strange aura in its empty eyes seemed terrifying.
In just one breath, the skeleton was burned to ashes on the spot.
"Boss, why did this skeleton catch on fire when you punched it? What on earth is this skeleton?"
"Yes! Boss, what on earth is this? It's so weird!"
Xiaojiao and Huantian came back to their senses, looked at Mo Wentian, and asked with anger.
"I don't know this very well either!"
An extremely cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes, and then he shook his head and said in a deep voice.
"Boss, you don't know this either?"
Xiaojiao and Huantian looked at Mo Wentian and said in unison.
"Return to the master, I have heard of this!"
Suddenly, a respectful voice resounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"explain!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said coldly.
"It is rumored that this is the soul fire raised by a demon warrior who is stronger than the demon clan leader!"
Wu Sheng's rich voice resounded in Wentian Pavilion again.
The strong demons are different from the strong human beings. In order to improve their strength, the strong demons often practice some vicious martial arts. This soul fire is one of the vicious martial arts they practice.
The soul fire raised by the strong Heavenly King is generally not very strong, and the strongest one is only in the realm of the Heavenly King's perfection. However, this soul fire has an advantage, that is, it is extremely loyal and can live for a long time.
If Mo Wentian didn't take action to extinguish this soul fire, this soul fire might still be burning for tens of thousands more years.
"Soul fire?"
Mo Wentian looked at Wu Sheng with a trace of doubt in his eyes, but in the next moment, he seemed to have remembered something, and the light suddenly surged in his eyes.
"I remembered, this soul fire is indeed like this!"
Mo Wentian glanced around and said coldly.
"Wu Sheng, what do you know about this castle?"
At this moment, Mo Wentian's cold voice sounded again in Wentian Pavilion.
"Reporting to the master, I have never heard of this castle before, so I don't know what's going on!"
Hearing this, Wu Sheng said quickly.
"We just want to explore the unknown!"
"Xiaojiao, Huantian, please be careful. If I guess correctly, things in this castle must not be simple!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
"Even the leader of the demon clan and the powerful king of heaven have fallen and become slaves. There must be something terrifying among them!"
"Yes, boss, what level of cultivation do you think the owner of the soul fire is at now?"
Xiaojiao and Huantian looked at Mo Wentian with solemn expressions in their eyes.
"No matter what realm he is, since I, Mo Wentian, have come to this castle, I must find out what's going on!"
An extremely cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes, and his voice was sonorous and powerful.
"Go in and take a look!"
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian walked forward directly.
Xiaojiao and Huantian were slightly startled, but seeing Mo Wentian approaching the castle, Xiaojiao and Huantian quickly followed.
"Squeak..."
With a gentle push of the hand, the old gate of the castle opened.
The dust fell, and an extremely rich spiritual energy rushed towards Mo Wentian, followed by a...
"It's demonic energy!"
A brilliant light shone in Mo Wentian's eyes.
There was such a strong demonic energy in this castle. Mo Wentian had a hunch that there must be terrible monsters in this castle.
"Boss, there is writing on it!"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's voice came.
Following the sound, I saw a stone tablet standing above the gate of the castle.
Demon Lord's Mansion!
Three words exuding an ancient aura appeared in front of Mo Wentian.