Chapter 1942
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"What's going on?" Bai Zhi was stunned as she looked at the broken pieces of the Netherworld Ring on the ground.
The Fox Demon and the alien race's expressions changed as well.
The man in the black robe didn't speak. He opened his palm and sucked the broken pieces into his palm.
With a loud bang, he slammed the shard into the ice table in front of him!
"Bai Zhi, you've been tricked." A voice came from under the black robe.
"What?" Bai Zhi was stunned.
"This isn't the Netherworld Ring at all. It's just a replica." The man in the black robe's voice was filled with displeasure.
Bai Zhi snapped out of her daze and looked at the broken pieces of the Netherworld Ring. It looked black on the surface, but there was a dark grey color where it was broken.
"Fake? How could that be? I brought it back personally and it never left my side, "Bai Zhi said.
The man in the black robe laughed coldly. "It's not that there was a problem when you brought it back, it's just that it's a fake."
Bai Zhi's face paled instantly.
"How dare the Ancient You Clan use a fake to deceive me!"
No one would have thought that the Netherworld Ring they had retrieved was actually a fake.
"Could it be that what the Holy Lord of Shadows said was true?" The Fox Demon frowned.
They hadn't thought that the Ancient You Clan would have the guts to go against the Crimson League. But everything that had happened was completely different from what they had expected.
"How dare the Ancient You Clan! How dare they fool the Crimson League! " Bai Zhi gritted her teeth. The thought of being fooled by the humans from the First Domain made her want to tear the Ancient You Clan into a million pieces.
"Could this be the Holy Lord of Shadows's plan? Perhaps the Netherworld Ring is fake, "the Fox Demon said.
The man in the black robe shook his head.
"If the Ancient You Clan hadn't interfered, the Netherworld Ring would have been delivered to me."
The Temple of Shadows would have been destroyed if they had sent a fake one to the Crimson League.
The man in the black robe's deduction wasn't wrong. But he would never have guessed that the Ancient You Clan's robbery was all part of Ye Qingtang's plan.
"In that case, the news that Mo Yao brought is true? The Ancient You Clan is so ambitious that they don't even care about the Crimson League. First, they stole something from us, and now they're trying to fool us with an imitation … "The Fox Demon's face darkened.
The black-robed alien did not say anything. He suddenly stood up and flew out of the ice cave.
Baizhi and the other Mutated Tribe member hurriedly followed.
Outside the Ancient You Clan's valley, Ye Qingtang held onto Ling Yan and stayed in the forest for a while. She looked up at the sky from time to time, eagerly anticipating the arrival of the three from the Crimson League.
If she didn't see it with her own eyes, she wouldn't be satisfied.
However, the three alien races didn't make her wait any longer.
Not long after, the mutant Wind Snake appeared in the sky.
Ye Qingtang's eyes sparkled.
Here it comes!
A few Ancient You Clan guards stood at the entrance of the valley. The two wardens had yet to leave, but You Qiong was nowhere to be seen.
The two deacons were still having a headache over the trouble they had caused, but they suddenly heard a strange sound in the sky. They looked back and saw the huge mutated Wind Serpent rushing toward the canyon from the void!
"What's that?"
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