His condition was special, and he should be dead, but there was still a dim wisp of spiritual fire in his broken skull. That was his obsession, and it had not been completely extinguished.

"Who are you?" Wang Xuan was surprised. He had only thought that there were bones under the soil, just a dead object.

"I am dead, and only a trace of the unwilling sword intent from that year remains. But after awakening, it will soon dissipate." The wreckage spoke.

His body was covered with sword holes, most of his skull was missing, and every bone had sword wounds. Did he kill himself during this sword test?

Sure enough, he nodded and said that he had become obsessed with sword practice and fought desperately against the sword intent left by the "false saint", but ended up being defeated.

"False saint?" Wang Xuan was surprised.

"How much time has passed? Don't the later generations know the origin of the scarecrow? One of the false saints killed by our ancestors, the true meaning of the sword is left here..."

Wang Xuan was silent. The so-called false saint should be the ancestor of Bai Hong, Jin Yao and others. They were despised and slandered by the enemy and were not respected.

However, those opponents did not completely deny their skills. Leaving behind the scarecrow was to give their disciples and descendants a chance to try their swords. Those who really had a talent for swordsmanship could obtain the inner scriptures.

“You are amazing. The scarecrow contains four sword manuals, and you have obtained two of them. This is really rare.” The skeleton said, treating Wang Xuan as his clan member and automatically regarding him as a descendant of the True Saint, thinking that the secret realm had been opened again.

Wang Xuan did not explain and continued to practice sword. He was very interested in the four volumes of sword manual. Then, the bloody scene appeared again, during which he was chopped and exploded many times.

"It's amazing. You are the real immortal, yet you dare to come here to test the sword. I already reached the heavenly level back then." The skeleton said disappointedly.

In that era, he was regarded as a swordsman prodigy, but he went crazy while practicing swordsmanship and died tragically here, without ever obtaining the supreme scripture.

Under his astonished gaze, Wang Xuan swung his sword for the last time and fought fiercely with the scarecrow, completely crushing the opponent's wooden sword.

Of course, he himself was also "heroic" and had completely obtained the four pages of the true scriptures.

"Amazing." The obsession with sword in the skeleton turned into flowing light and dissipated. Seeing that a genius from later generations had reached this point and obtained the sword scripture of the pseudo-saint from the scarecrow, he seemed to be relieved.

Wang Xuan went far away. Every minute of delay was a silent miss of opportunity and fate.

In the distant sky, the golden-winged Roc had long disappeared, captured by the huge black net.

Wang Xuan also marched into the problematic area of ​​this secret realm. Then, he saw the terrifying fist light, the dazzling black feather flying sword shuttled, the black light covered the sky, and Wu Dalang was fighting fiercely with others.

In that area, there were dense figures tumbling. Wu Tian was fighting with a group of people, and was besieged. He was covered with big men and was drowned.

However, he was not in danger, as from time to time people were torn into pieces, strangled by the black feather sword light, or blown to pieces by the pair of black feather wings he carried on his back.

"There are resurrection flowers here, at least four of them, deep in this corpse-raising ground!" Wu Tian shouted, introducing the situation here.

The Resurrection Flower is extremely rare. Even if one's soul is shattered and blown up by someone, this flower can still be used to gather a strong soul again. It is the most amazing thing in the world and a priceless treasure!

These big men are all zombies, not a single living person. I don’t know what era they are from. They must have been very strong and powerful when they were alive. Now the weakest ones are all true immortals.

In the distance, a group of zombies were running wildly towards them. They were almost indistinguishable from living people, with ruddy faces and no trace of death. They were extremely powerful and were all heavenly-level monsters.

When Wu Tian smashed the head of a Heaven-level monster, the brains splashed out, making him doubt his life. How could the taste be so similar to the tranquilizing soup? He was a little confused.

Wang Xuan also took action, and the killing formation was activated, cutting some zombies apart and bursting their bodies.

"Why are you in a daze? Come on, pick the resurrection flowers!" Wang Xuan called him.

"Did I... really drink a bowl of million-year-old zombie brain fluid?" Wu Tian was unsure. What were the ingredients in the calming soup?

However, now is not the time to hesitate, they joined forces to kill in, breaking into the depths of the corpse breeding ground. Covered by a large black net, they were entangled with several terrifying creatures. Those big men were huge, all of them were giants hundreds of meters tall, and they were born this way, not because they had performed the Dharma.

In the end, they were shredded by the big black net and were not collected as materials.

Wang Xuan and Wu Tian acted quickly, each picking two resurrection flowers. The big black net did not stop, and turned over the corpse-raising ground. The underground was filled with yin energy, and in the place where the death energy was extremely strong, they found another three resurrection flowers. The fishing net was immediately collected and sailed away.

"There are too many good things, I'm a little scared. Will it alarm the so-called true saint?" Wu Tian was unsure. They swept up a lot of strange things, all of which were legendary treasures, and some of them had long been extinct in the outside world.

“It doesn’t matter. Just keep an eye on the big black net. When it leaves, we will run away!” said Wang Xuan.

The two of them separated again to avoid competition and internal friction with each other. They and the black net were like three arrows rushing forward, continuing to seek fortune.

Wang Xuan rushed all the way for five hundred miles. He didn't care about the ordinary rare objects, but only looked for the legendary top sacred objects. Because he was "picky", he was too radical and even surpassed the black net.

He stopped suddenly and saw a thatched cottage, covered with dust. It seemed that no one had taken care of it for many years. It had long been deserted and silent.

However, the moment Wang Xuan approached this area, something was triggered. The huts and courtyards glowed, runes lit up, and then the door was pushed open.

Someone came out and asked in surprise: "It's still a few hundred years away, and the secret realm is opened ahead of time?"

"No, who are you? An enemy has broken into the secret realm!" This person was alert, and discovered the abnormality with his divine sense at the first moment. The void around him collapsed, and dazzling rune light rose from his flesh and blood, ready to kill him!

"The world has changed a lot, I got lost and just passed by here accidentally." Wang Xuan said.