Although those golden divine lights were not dazzling, they only flashed in the mountains.

But He Wuhen still saw it, and was very sure that there must be someone fighting there.

"Is it the adventurer of the feather clan?"

He murmured in confusion and hurried to the place where the golden divine light came up to see what was going on.

It took him only ten seconds to reach the distance of 100,000 miles.

When he arrived at the scene, he saw more than a dozen figures moving in the valley below the mountains.

The fight was over, the valley was pitch black, no light was seen, and it was silent.

The movements of the dozen figures were very concealed, and they restrained their divine power and breath so hard that they were difficult to detect.

But He Wuhen used his spiritual sense to scan it and saw that it was fourteen masters of the feather tribe who were cleaning up the remains of the battlefield.

There are several deep pits on the ground in the valley, with some broken limbs and arms scattered in the pits, as well as several incomplete corpses of demon gods.

Even the blood stains sprinkled on the ground have not dried up yet, and the valley is filled with a trace of blood.

Obviously, the battle had just ended, and the demon masters were killed just now.

He Wuhen hid at the top of the mountain range and secretly observed the fourteen feather masters, wanting to see what they were going to do.

However, the leader among the fourteen masters of the feather tribe is a master with a lord level.

He actually noticed He Wuhen, immediately turned his head, stared at He Wuhen with sharp eyes, showing a vigilant expression.

"Who is it?!"

The lord-level master shouted softly, and at the same time used his spiritual sense to lock He Wuhen's breath, and flew to He Wuhen in a teleportation.

The other thirteen feather masters immediately followed with a look of alert, holding swords in their hands and surrounding He Wuhen.

Since he was discovered, He Wuhen simply stopped hiding and stood up openly.

After seeing his appearance, everyone was surprised and confused and started to talk in a low voice.

"Human race?"

"How could it be a human boy? What did he come here for?"

"Can this kid collude with the demon gods?"

"Take him down! This guy has discovered us, so he must not let us reveal our whereabouts!"

"Yes, big things are important, this kid must be killed!"

Several masters of the feather tribe discussed for a while, and then proposed to kill He Wuhen to prevent him from leaking the news.

The leading lord-level master stared at He Wuhen and looked at him for a while, but suddenly his face changed, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He walked to He Wuhen, looked directly into He Wuhen's eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "Boy, your weapon is a black divine sword and a golden divine sword?"

He Wuhen didn't quite understand why he asked this question.

However, he answered truthfully: "Yes."

The lord-level master's expression was much calmer, and he asked again: "Have you ever been to the Flame Demon Tribe three months ago?"

"Of course." He Wuhen replied calmly: "I not only went to the Flame Demon Tribe, but also witnessed the two venerables destroying the Holy Altar of Ten Thousand Demons. In addition, I also rescued dozens of imprisoned sacrifices..."

"Yes! Yes, yes! It's you!" The lord-level master immediately showed a look of surprise on his face, and was a little excited.

The dozen masters of the feather tribe next to him immediately asked with confusion: "Captain Zhao, what is it really you?"

"Yes, Captain Zhao, what are you talking about?"

"Do you know this human boy?"

"Captain, we must leave here as soon as possible, otherwise our whereabouts will be exposed."

He Wuhen also looked at Captain Zhao with confusion and asked in confusion: "Do you know me?"

Captain Zhao nodded quickly, looked around with a cautious expression, and lowered his voice: "Young man, this is not a place to speak, let's talk in detail in another place."

"Brothers, we should withdraw!"

While speaking, Captain Zhao waved to other feather masters and signaled everyone to retreat.

So, the dozen masters of the Feather Clan immediately used the invisibility technique, disappeared into the dark night sky, and scattered and left.

Captain Zhao waved to He Wuhen again, "Young man, please come with me."

He Wuhen was unaware of it, but he could also see that this person had no malice towards him.

So he followed Captain Zhao away from the valley and flew towards the mountains in the distance.

The two flew all the way south, and after more than ten minutes, they stopped in a mountain range two million miles away from the Tianyue Tribe.

Captain Zhao took him into the interior of a mountain and came to the entrance of a cave.

There were several feather masters guarding the entrance and checked their identities before they were released.

He Wuhen followed Captain Zhao into the cave and found that the cave was extremely wide and dozens of feather masters were talking in a low voice.

Countless doors were also dug out on the walls around the cave.

Captain Zhao led him into a room numbered 19.

After entering the house, He Wuhen discovered that the interior space of the room was also very large, like a palace.

The thirteen feather masters he had met in the valley before were already waiting in the room.

Seeing Captain Zhao and him back, the thirteen masters rushed over and asked curiously.

"Captain Zhao, everyone can't wait. Please explain it to us!"

"Yes! Captain Zhao, you have participated in the last demon-killing operation and must have a lot of experience. Let me tell us!"

"And this human boy, has he also participated in the last demon-killing operation? Is his strength possible?"

Most of the dozen masters of the feather tribe were young men. Their questioning was so loud that Captain Zhao was so angry.

He waved his hand quickly and said with a stern face as if he was majestic: "Everything is quiet! It's noisy, what kind of morality?"

The thirteen masters were scolded and then sat honestly on the chair and looked at Captain Zhao with his eyes wide open.

Captain Zhao brought a jade chair and made a "please" gesture to He Wuhen.

"Young man, please sit down and let's talk slowly."

"Okay." He Wuhen nodded, sat down, and then smiled and said, "Captain Zhao, what's going on? Please help me solve my doubts."

Captain Zhao was a little awe of his attitude and said with a smile: "Young man, this is the thing."

"We are all adventurers from Yuantan City. Since half a year ago, the two priests, Tianshuang and Hongyue, began to plan the Demon-killing Action. The so-called Demon-killing Action is to enter the underground demon cave, kill the demons and evil gods here, and ensure the safety of Yuantan City and the Fengxue Mountains."

"Of course, the main goal of the Demon-killing Action is to destroy the Holy Altar of Ten Thousand Demons of the Three Demon Tribes. As long as the Holy Altar of Ten Thousand Demons is destroyed, it will be a heavy blow to the Demon God Clan, which can greatly weaken the combat power of the Demon God Clan..."

Captain Zhao opened the conversation and explained the cause of the incident in detail to He Wuhen from beginning to end.

The thirteen young men of the feather tribe were all new and had never participated in the first demon-killing operation, so they listened with relish and were very excited.

It took Captain Zhao a full hour to finish his words.

He Wuhen finally understood the whole story.

It turned out that five months ago, the two venerables summoned various masters in Yuantan City to prepare to enter the underground demon cave and carry out the devil-killing operation.

At that time, there were more than 1,300 masters participating in the operation.

With the two venerables and several powerful men from Yuantan City, the army of Demon-killing Demons is powerful and has unprecedented strength.

Two venerables serve as commanders, and six strong men from Yuantan City serve as generals.

More than 1,300 masters of the feather tribe were divided into six teams, led by six generals.

Each team has more than twenty feather tribe masters, one of whom serves as the captain.

Each team can act alone to complete certain formulated tasks.

In short, the goal of the army to kill demons is clear, the plan is perfect, and the system is clear.

Captain Zhao is a small official in Yuantan City and serves as the centurion in the city guards.

The two venerables launched the action of killing demons, so of course he had to actively participate.

Moreover, he served as the captain and was in charge of twenty-four masters.

Unfortunately, in the process of destroying the altar of the Fire Demon Tribe, all twenty-four people under him died.

He was the only commander left to survive and was seriously injured. He was later cured by a strong man in Yuantan City.

At that time, Captain Zhao was fighting with the prison guards over the wasteland, and saw with his own eyes the scene of He Wuhen rescuing the sacrifice and performing the magical explosion technique.

The earth-shaking loud noise and the golden mushroom clouds that soared into the sky left an indelible impression on him.

It is precisely because of this that he noticed He Wuhen and deeply remembered this seemingly ordinary but actually terrifying young man.

After the end of that demon-killing operation, the two venerables led thousands of surviving feather masters to return to Yuantan City to recuperate for a while.

Half a month ago, the second demon-killing operation began.
To be continued...