Chapter 174 News of Xing Tian's Head



Ao Lan had no desire to fight; all she wanted was to escape.

He channeled his cultivation power, transforming into a dragon's body, and shot forward in the water like a torpedo.

But the waves are moving faster.

By the time Ao Lan noticed, Bian Lang was already behind her, and the Pangu Axe swung down with a whoosh.

Ao Lan's tail was severed instantly, blood gushing out like a fountain, causing Ao Lan to lose control of its direction in an instant.

Ao Lan tried to transform into human form and beg for mercy again.

Now He was 100% certain that Bian Lang was truly a madman, fearless and reckless, and would undoubtedly kill him.

However, Bian Lang was too fast. Before Ao Lan could even speak, his head had already been chopped off by Bian Lang's axe.

Bian Lang then returned to the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea, only to find that the entire palace was empty, and even the underwater city was devoid of any life, with only fish swimming around.

When Ao Lan fled, the aquatic creatures of the South China Sea clearly sensed danger and scattered in all directions.

When Bian Lang returned to the fishing village, the villagers, despite being very tired, all stayed up.

Many children were sleeping soundly in their parents' arms.

But some children tried to open their eyes wide, wanting to see the gods and the Dragon King again.

Bian Langren, high in the sky, simply watched the villagers. As he prepared to leave, he loudly reminded them to leave this place and find another place to settle down.

This fishing village is too close to the sea; even without aquatic creatures causing trouble, it could easily be swallowed up by giant waves.

The villagers all knelt on the ground, praying for divine protection.

Bian Lang could only laugh when he heard those words. He wasn't a god who could be summoned at any time, so how could he stay here to protect them forever?

I believe there are many people in this world whose situation is far worse than theirs.

On the way back, Bian Lang did not travel fast. In each city he visited, he would stop to taste the local delicacies and listen to the local stories.

It wasn't that he liked those stories, but rather that he wanted to find a clue about Xing Tian's head in the folk tales.

For the headless tribe to escape their headless fate, finding the head of their ancestor is of utmost importance.

As they approached the capital, Bian Lang was drinking in a tavern when he overheard a group of people discussing the story of Xing Tian.

Those people were flushed from drinking, their mouths were full of foul language, and the stories they told about Xing Tian were completely different from the ones Bian Lang knew.

In their story, Xing Tian is portrayed as an extremely lecherous rogue who would pounce on any female he saw.

In ancient times, there were very few beautiful women, but Xing Tian didn't care about their faces at all; as long as they had a hole in their body, that was enough.

No matter whose wife or daughter she is, once Xing Tian sets his sights on her, she will inevitably be violated.

This is why Xing Tian ultimately met his end, with his head severed from his body.

For these drunkards, such erotic stories are undoubtedly the most attractive.

Then the drunkards started talking about Xing Tian's corpse.

Among them was a drunkard who had been silent the whole time, just drinking and listening to stories. Now, hearing the others arguing about the whereabouts of Xing Tian's remains, the drunkard smiled and said, "Xing Tian's body is now in the Dark Domain."

Bian Lang was greatly surprised to hear this.

After all, he personally went to the Dark Domain to retrieve Xing Tian's remains.

Xingtian's remains are still absorbing lightning on the ancestral mountain in the Dark Domain, bringing blessings to the headless people.

Many people in the prison know about this, but very few in the outside world.

It was truly unexpected that the drunkard knew about this.

What is the Dark Domain?

"Anyway, I've never heard of such a place."

The other drunkards were all dismissive, clearly not believing the dark-faced drunkard's words.

But the dark-faced drunkard didn't argue and continued to drink, seemingly unaffected by how much he drank.

"Old Hei, do you know where Xing Tian's head is?" a drunkard asked loudly.

The drunkards didn't know his real name; they just called him "Old Black" because of his dark face.

Old Hei downed a bowl of wine and chuckled, "There are countless people in this world who want to know the whereabouts of Xing Tian's head, but they can't find it even if they spend their whole lives. Do you know why?"

Although the old man's face wasn't red, his tongue sounded a bit slurred, so he was probably getting drunk.

People only lose control of their mouths and say random things when they are drunk or in front of someone they like, but most of it is just bragging.

Only in very rare circumstances will they reveal the truth.

"Why?" The drunkard was still quite cooperative.

Old Hei laughed and said, "I know, but I won't tell you."

"You..."

"Fine, don't tell me then. Come on, let's drink, let's drink..."

More than listening to stories, what alcoholics naturally prefer to do is drink.

This wine is so delicious you'll never get tired of it, but if you hear the stories too many times, you'll get tired of them and they'll lose their appeal.

Just then, Lao Hei got up, went to the counter, paid the bill, and left.

He was carrying a jar of wine in his hand, and he walked unsteadily, as if he might fall down at any moment.

Bian Lang paid the bill and quietly followed them out.

The city's streets are not very wide, and litter is everywhere, making the environment extremely poor.

Old Hei drank as he walked, estimating that the jar of wine in his hand would be completely empty before he even got home.

Old Hei seemed unaware that someone was following him.

Even if Lao Hei was bragging, Bian Lang still wanted to hear what Lao Hei knew.

There were indeed many people searching for Xing Tian's head, and they all had different information, but many of these information turned out to be false.

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