The weapons then stopped in their tracks, no longer daring to launch such a frenzied attack.
Zuan sneered, "Come on, why aren't you coming?"
As he spoke, he flew toward the weapons, but the weapons seemed to have seen a ghost and dodged to the side.
This created a strange sight: just moments ago, countless weapons were attacking Zu'an alone, but now Zu'an alone was surrounding countless weapons. Wherever he went, the weapons scattered and dodged.
Zuan sneered inwardly. He might not be invincible against other things, but dealing with these undead beings was far too easy for him.
The purifying effect of the *Hongmeng Yuanshi Jing* overcomes these existences.
After a chase, a strange flying sword suddenly flew out from among the weapons. The blade was not straight, but wavy, and its entire body was dull and dark, with some rust visible.
But the other weapons seemed to revere it, respectfully stepping aside.
At this moment, a spirit resembling a general dressed in armor flew out from the strange sword and bowed to Zu An: "Does Your Excellency have any connection with our demon race?"
"You were shouting for war before I finished speaking, and now you're trying to curry favor?" Zu An said coldly. However, this general's strength seemed to be quite high. If it weren't for the fact that he had the Primordial Beginning Scripture which was just right to restrain him, it probably wouldn't be easy to defeat him.
"We were indeed in the wrong just now, but having been trapped here for so many years, we inevitably harbor some resentment. When we first saw that you were not of our kind, we naturally treated you as an enemy and attacked you," the general said with an embarrassed smile.
"Then why aren't we enemies now?" Zuan said irritably, not expecting these guys to be bullies and cowards even after becoming ghosts.
"Because you clearly possess divine cultivation and have deadly moves to deal with us soul beings, yet you have always acted with restraint and have not harmed our lives, I have realized that you are a friend, not an enemy," the general said in a deep voice.
Seeing his good attitude, Zu'an couldn't afford to make a scene: "I was indeed entrusted by the demon race to come to several possible places to search for the sealed land, but judging from this, the sealed land is not here."
"So the sealed land has indeed run into problems again?" The general had an expression that said, "I knew it."
"You don't seem surprised?" Zuan asked with some curiosity.
"Because the high priest of that time prophesied this day, we were left here, waiting for the day when the descendants of the demon race would come and do their last bit of service for the demon race." At this point, the general hesitated for a moment before asking, "May I ask how you are addressed, and what your relationship is with our demon race?"
He quickly added, "It's not that I don't trust you, but this matter concerns the rise and fall of the entire demon race, and even the survival of this world. I really can't imagine how a descendant of the demon race could send a human to this place."
“I am now the Regent of the Demon Clan, and there is no one more suitable to come than me in the entire clan,” Zu’an replied.
"Regent?" The general was dumbfounded. The other weapons were also buzzing, as if they were whispering among themselves. This was completely beyond their expectations. How could a human be the regent of the demon race?
The general's face showed a sorrowful expression: "Has our demon race already been conquered by the human race?"
Zuan knew he had misunderstood: "No, that's not it. I became the regent by chance."
He immediately took out the Regent's token and threw it over.
The other party took the token and gently stroked the patterns on it. Soon, faint lights appeared on the token, and the general nodded slightly: "It is indeed the orthodox lineage of the demon race."
Seeing that the demon race had not been conquered, he breathed a sigh of relief and returned the token: "May I ask how you became the regent?"
Zuan was getting impatient: "Are you ever going to stop interrogating me like this? With the demons invading, I have more important things to do. I don't have time to chat with you. You should tell me what's going on here?"
The general smiled sheepishly: "It was my fault. I haven't talked to anyone for too long, and I couldn't help but become a bit talkative."
He immediately became solemn: "Back then, the high priest foresaw that the demon race would face a great calamity in the future, and that the whole world might be destroyed. So we guys volunteered to have our souls trapped here for eternity to guard the divine artifact, waiting for that day to come, so as to leave a spark for the demon race to turn the tide."
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