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Looking at the two figures, the numerous officers at both sides of the tunnel were filled with admiration and reverence.

Everyone was not clear about the background of the red-robed lady with the black veil, they only knew that she was an expert of the Peak Stage Nine. As for the identity of the young and elegant man in black, there was practically no one who did not know about him. He was the Tang Huan whose name had shaken the world in recent years, and like the red robed woman, he was also a Martial Saint of the Peak Stage Nine.

Reportedly, the reason the Human Allied Forces was able to enter the Furious Billows Castle this time was all because of Tang Huan and Yue Yang.

They were the ones who sneaked into the Furious Billows Castle, forcing the army of the Demon Clan to abandon their castle and escape. Even one of the eight great Demon King s, Eight Remoteness Dragon King, died to Tang Huan\'s spear, causing the army of the Human Clan to enter the castle without encountering any resistance. There was not even a single Demon Clansmen left, it could be said that they had effortlessly seized the castle that the Demon Clan had occupied for dozens of years.

The carriage gradually moved further and further away. After a long time, everyone finally came back to their senses.

No one was interested in the things that were placed under the black cloth on the carriage. In their minds, it was simply the treasures accumulated by the Demon Clan, and even the Furious Billows Castle was taken down by Tang Huan and his wife. It was only right for them to give all the treasures in the castle to Tang Huan.

In comparison, everyone was more curious about how Tang Huan and Yue Yang managed to sneak into the Furious Billows Castle.

Not only did they really want to know, Tang Zhao also really wanted to know, so much that he even faintly guessed that there was a fifth entrance to Furious Billows Castle. However, Tang Huan didn\'t have any plans to leak out, and when Tang Zhao asked, he just laughed it off. Seeing that Tang Huan did not say anything, Tang Zhao did not have any other choice.

Now that the Human Clan was separated, regardless of which country it was that told the information about the fifth entrance, it was not really appropriate. If the three countries were to inform any other country, it was very possible that the news would be completely leaked and be known to the Demon Clan.

It would be better to keep it a secret than to let unexpected things happen at that time.

After Tang Huan and his car left the castle, it gradually sped up, leaving Furious Billows Castle behind very quickly.

After walking even further, Tang Huan stopped the carriage, lifted the cover, and revealed the ten wood chests of the "Spirit Severing Tong". Other than the original two, the other eight wooden boxes were all taken from Tang Zhao, and each box was filled with Saint Grade Gem s.

Using a carriage to transport all these things to the Sword Crafting Valley, it was unknown how long it would take him to do so. Thus, Tang Huan had already thought of another way.

From the bottom of the carriage, he took out two firm and huge net bags. The ten wooden boxes were divided into two and placed in, one net bag holding six wooden boxes and the other four wooden boxes. Then, Tang Huan and Feng Ming extended their wings and each grabbed a net bag, flying straight up to a thousand meters in the sky.

To Martial Saint of the Peak Stage Nine, a weight of a few thousand kilograms was not too much of a burden.

"Whoosh!" "Whiz!"

Two figures that were like flowing lights stretched across the horizon at a rapid speed towards the west …

… ….

It had been more than two years, but the situation had already changed greatly within the boundaries of Sword Crafting Valley.

Not only were the vengeful spirits and the blood spirits no longer gathered, they were also gradually weakening. Until now, Martial Warriors had often entered the Sword Crafting Valley to collect True Fire s.

The price of the True Fire plummeted rapidly after experiencing the sharp increase in the price back then.

A bottle of True Fire could be bought for two to three hundred gold coins, and sometimes, it would not even cost two hundred gold coins.

"Ah!" "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

In the early morning, at the Sword Crafting Valley\'s entrance, a sharp scream suddenly broke the silence.

The three vengeful spirits desperately tried to escape. Behind them, more than ten young men were shouting as they brandished their weapons and chased after them at high speeds.

Such scenes were played out almost every day in every nook and cranny of the Sword Crafting Valley.

The strength of the vengeful spirits and the blood spirits decreased, and their threat to the Human Clan also decreased. Previously, the spirits and the blood spirits would only chase after the Martial Warriors, but now, they had basically turned back. In the past few months, the number of vengeful spirits and blood spirits in the Sword Crafting Valley area had been decreasing.

Perhaps in a few more years, the vengeful spirit and the Blood Spirit would be completely exterminated, never to be seen again.

Inside the Divine Weapon Pavilion, there were even some people who proposed to rebuild the Sword Crafting Valley and the Ancient Town of Dragon Spring, so as to once again turn this area, which had been abandoned for decades, into the sacred land of artifact forging in the Human Clan.

"Hurry up! Hurry, they can\'t escape … "

One of the men in green burst out laughing, but before he could finish, his voice suddenly stopped, and he stared blankly at the sky. When the surrounding people saw this, they followed his gaze and looked up in surprise. They saw two figures flying over from high up in the sky. Their speed was astonishingly fast.

In just a few breaths\' time, those two figures were already in the air above their heads. However, before anyone could see their appearances, they had already flown past. One black and one red, they had wings on their back, and each seemed to be holding a huge net.

The crowd stared blankly, completely dumbfounded. They did not even notice when the vengeful spirit had escaped out of their line of sight.

"Heavens …" Tian Clan? "

After a long while, the man finally came back to his senses and murmured to himself. At almost the same time, the other dozen men also seemed to have woken up from a dream. Although they did not say anything, they exchanged glances subconsciously. They could all see a trace of shock in each other\'s eyes.

Two of the Tian Clan\'s people ran over to the Sword Crafting Valley?

Just as this group of young men and women were in a state of bewilderment, a black and red figure had floated down from the depths of Sword Crafting Valley, behind the white sword tablet that was hundreds of meters tall.

The two were Tang Huan and Feng Ming.

Each of them carried several thousand jin worth of items. After about ten days, the two of them crossed the Infernal domain\'s desert and arrived at Sword Crafting Valley from Two Realms Plain.

Coming to this place once again, Tang Huan\'s feelings were completely different from before.

At that time, Tang Huan was holding onto the might of the gigantic sword intent above "Mazy Sword Valley", and while countless blood spirits and resentful spirits were being suppressed, he had unhindered entered the depths of Sword Crafting Valley, and encountered Human Clan\'s number one sword master, the "Sword Soul King", Fantasy eye.

Now, looking at the six pitch black holes on the cliff, the scene when he fought against the Mirage back then was still fresh in his mind, causing Tang Huan to sigh with emotion. The illusionary soul had already completely disappeared and would never be able to be revived. However, Tang Huan had helped to complete his last wish and passed down the "Absolute Monarch Sanctuary Sword Technique", which was also passed down through the generations. Furthermore, the Human Clan had already reclaimed the Furious Billows Castle.

Only after a while did Tang Huan calm down. Carrying a heavy net with Feng Ming, they rushed up to the cave entrance at the very top of the cliff …