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"The vacant land outside the valley is your path back home. I'll send you out right now."
Master! A silver-haired man? The fact that the silver-haired man was actually the master of such a powerful Divine Spirit was completely shocking to Ye Xuan.
"Wait a moment …" Ye Xuan was puzzled and wanted to ask more, but before he could finish shouting, he suddenly flew up and then quickly flew out of the valley.
Just as Ye Xuan was about to fly into the land of bewilderment, a silvery white light shot out from the silver-haired man's body. In the blink of an eye, it landed on Ye Xuan's body and then disappeared without a trace.
"Ah …" A figure descended from the sky, dragging a long cry in the air. Following that, with a splash, he fell into a river, causing huge splashes.
After a while, a wet head emerged from the water and spat out the river water. "Wo Ri, how dare you throw me down from such a high place. If I were to hit the ground, wouldn't I become a pile of meat paste?"
"I'm finally back." Breathing in the familiar air, Ye Xuan took a deep breath and ruthlessly lapped at the water waves a few more times before diving into the water to swim.
This person was Ye Xuan. Thinking back to what happened just now, it really was like a dream.
Ten thousand beasts attacking the Divine Demon Palace, taming the Demonic Wings of Gods, Tianyu Continent, the dead zone, the silver-haired man, the nameless god and demon, all of these were like a dream. Shock, fear, excitement, of course, they were almost finished with their lives.
Although Ye Xuan still had many questions, what made him most curious was who that silver-haired man was. Even such a powerful expert like the nameless Fiendgod had addressed him as Master. This was what had shocked him the most.
Could it be one of those legendary figures? Ye Xuan had the same thought before, but he was unable to solve it, and no one replied him.
The people of the The Age of Demons and Gods were all too powerful. Other than the few legendary pinnacle, the others were not ordinary people.
Moreover, those few legendary figures weren't so easily found.
Thinking about it, Ye Xuan became relieved and stopped thinking about it. However, the image of the silver-haired man was deeply imprinted in his heart.
After going through this series of events, Ye Xuan was in a sorry state to begin with. His clothes were in shreds, and he had washed himself properly while he was in the water.
After washing up, Ye Xuan arrived at the shore. As if he had thought of something, he waved his hand and the skull appeared in front of him.
Seeing Ye Xuan's fresh face, the skull was stunned and almost didn't recognize him. A moment later, it said softly: "Master, is that you?"
"If it's not me, then who is it?" Recalling the way the skull pretended to be dead, Ye Xuan couldn't help but admire his acting skills. He rolled his eyes at him and said, "Look at your slovenly look, hurry up and go wash up."
The skull turned around and looked at the river, and quickly shook its head: "Master, I don't know how to swim ah."
Scram! Ye Xuan secretly shouted, as he kicked the skull into the river: "Sit at the shallow end by the river and soak in the water."