Kong Hen Xue's sudden words caused Zhu Zizhuo's expression to stiffen.
Long Chen suddenly came to a realization, and a smile appeared on his face.
This was the Demonic Abyss.
Although Kong Hen Xue's spatial abilities far exceeded his current cultivation level, he couldn't send anyone away.
However, it was extremely easy to send one or two people into the chaotic flow of space.
If he really did that, no one could be sure where they would end up.
Her intentions couldn't be more obvious.
She wasn't joking around with Zhu Zizhuo's life. Instead, she was telling the Heavenly God Devouring Clan that if they really wanted to obtain the Astral Wings, they couldn't attack them first.
Otherwise, if anyone brought the golden feather into the chaotic flow of space, the Astral Wings wouldn't be able to reform.
Tun Gumo's brows gradually furrowed.
The golden feather should be inextricably linked to the Astral Wings. He was determined to obtain it, so he definitely wouldn't take any risks. "We can ignore you, but you have to stay here. In the end, you have to hand over the golden feather!"
"At that time, I can consider sparing your lives!"
In Tun Gumo's eyes, Long Chen and the others had no other choice but to rely on Kong Hen Xue's power of space.
Kong Hen Xue and the others nodded in agreement.
On the other hand, Kong Hen Liu Yun's expression was extremely dark.
His Sky Magatama had fallen into Kong Hen Xue's hands, but Kong Hen Xue had no intention of handing it over.
In the end, Kong Hen Liu Yun couldn't help but look at the orange skeleton in the sky.
On the other side, Long Chen and the others were still interested in the Astral Wings. If they wanted to stay here, they had to first convince the Heavenly God Devouring Clan.
After Tun Gumo finished speaking, he led the Heavenly God Devouring Clan down to the cages below.
Within each of the cages were those terrifying two-faced ghosts.
Even the Realm Master wouldn't be able to find out where these things came from. Most likely, they were closely related to the Astral Wings.
Swish!
Two members of the Heavenly God Sky-Swallowing Clan tried to approach the two-faced ghost within the cage, but their foreheads were directly pierced by the long scarlet tongue from behind. Their divine souls were completely destroyed.
Buzz.
As soon as the two of them died, the two golden feathers in each of their bodies swayed and fell into the body of the two-faced ghost that had killed them.
Everyone was on high alert as their pupils constricted.
The Astral Wings were a World Treasure. It was impossible for the people present to not have any thoughts of seizing it. However, as the number of casualties gradually increased, the people from the Heavenly God's faction chose to wait and see.
This scene made Tun Gumo feel very helpless.
The reason why such a thing had happened was because of the Sky Devouring Token.
These people knew that even if they obtained the golden feather, they would definitely be ordered to hand it over. Instead of that, why would they risk their lives for it?
Not only that.
Everyone present tried to move the golden feather in their bodies, but they found that the golden feather didn't move at all.
This meant that the golden feather could not be given to others directly!
Could it be that the transfer of the golden feather had to be done at the cost of killing others?
At this moment.
This question lingered in everyone's mind, unable to be erased.
If that was the case, there would be no one they could trust here.
Beside Long Chen, Elder Xu and Kong Henxue raised their eyebrows. They communicated with Long Chen via divine sense.
Only now did everyone realize that as long as the physical body disappeared, the golden feather could be controlled at will!
Long Chen immediately stopped Elder Xu and Kong Henxue from taking out the golden feather.
If the Heavenly God's faction found out about this, the current situation would be disadvantageous to them.
On the other side.
Tun Gumo finally made up his mind. He promised to the people of his clan, "Everyone is a member of the Heavenly God's faction. Today, as long as we obtain the Astral Wings, I will not keep it for myself. I will definitely hand it over to the clan!"
"When the time comes, we will divide the rewards equally. Everyone should know the value of this item. We can't let it go just like that!"
As he spoke.
Tun Gumo took the lead and led the people behind him to charge toward the cages below.
Black mist poured out of his mouth like a tide. Saber light condensed in his hands and did not dissipate. He suddenly charged toward the nearest cage.
Rumble.
The Two-faced Ghosts within the cages immediately let out ear-piercing screams. Their originally curled fingernails instantly straightened, revealing a strange green light.
Crackle.
The attacks of the Two-faced Ghosts actually blocked the attacks of Tun Gumo and the others with unerring accuracy.
Their fingernails directly blocked the long weapons of Tun Gumo and the others.
Everyone's gaze simultaneously turned toward the battle between Tun Gumo and the others. Even Long Chen and the others were no exception.
The Two-faced Ghosts were simply too strange.
Even though their cultivation was currently restricted, their battle prowess was still terrifyingly strong.
Within the cages, each Ghost had around three feathers. This meant that they were going to kill them all!
Rumble.
After several hundred breaths, Tun Gumo finally chopped off the head of a Ghost.
Only then did everyone realize.
These Ghosts only had physical bodies. They did not have souls. Once their bodies lost the ability to move, they would be at the mercy of others.
Tun Gumo and the others successively killed the Ghosts in the outermost cages. Then, they loudly called out to their fellow Ghosts, "Whoever obtains the most golden feathers is the person with the greatest opportunity. If we obtain the Astral Wings, it is highly likely that we will be the ones to wield them!"
"What are you waiting for? As long as we obtain the Astral Wings, our Ghosts will soar to the heavens. Why should we be controlled by the God of Future? "
Tun Gumo and the other higher-ups behind him seemed to have reached a consensus regarding the Astral Wings.
However, at this moment, Air Scar Flowing Cloud, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth and said playfully, "You guys sure have a lot to say. Why don't you just throw away the Space Devouring Tokens?"
Buzz.
Air Scar Flowing Cloud's wings flapped. Two strange ripples spread out from the center of his wings and then rushed toward the heads of the Ghosts.
A pitch-black spatial rift appeared before everyone's eyes.
His meaning was clear. He wanted Tun Gumo to hand over the Space Devouring Token, which was capable of suppressing the other Heavenly Gods.
Air Scar Flowing Cloud's voice fell.
All of the Heavenly Gods turned their gazes toward Tun Gumo in unison.
If he still insisted on keeping the Space Devouring Token, it would mean that everything he had said before was nonsense!
Tun Gumo stared deeply at Air Scar Flowing Cloud. His eyes were filled with killing intent.
Tun Gumo did not choose to hand over the Space Devouring Token. Instead, he crushed it in his hand.
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