There was no trace of blood on the young, pale face.

The Shadow fell, blood oozing down his throat, life force fading from him.

His eyes were as clear as they had never been.

"Master, it's right after all... Shadow muttered to himself, his eyes fixed on the lightsaber in Bob's hand.

"Fast is relative, not rushed...

"Powerful opponents", he looked at Yang Jian and his party, and there seemed to be a pleading in his eyes.

"Please speak", Yang Jian raised his hand, and his eyes were also solemn.

Shadow didn't speak, his figure gradually became nothing, and his life force passed faster.

"Please bring this token to my master, Xilan."

A sigh sounded, and the body of the shadow turned into a dotted dark element, and finally merged with the surrounding night.

A blue-purple sword immediately appeared in front of everyone.

"This is the Tai Dao condensed by Sha Ying with his last strength before he died, which contains his desire for power and his love for his master", Yang Jian gently picked up the Tai Dao and looked at it carefully.

"From now on, this knife will be called the Soul of the Shadow!"

Yang Jian carefully put the sword into his backpack.

"Hehe", the corners of his mouth couldn't help but grin a wry smile.

He had been asked by Seghardt, the Lord of the City of Light, to deliver a message to Bakar, the king of the Tyrannosaurus.

Now he is entrusted by the shadow to send the sword to Xilan.

"It seems that I am also working as a postman", Yang Jian couldn't help but laugh at himself.

"Head", at this point Hans patted him on the shoulder, taking him out of thought.

"Look overhead," Hans said, gesturing overhead.

Yang Jian looked up and saw that the sky above the Shadow Territory, above the surrounding cliffs, turned out to be an open night sky.

The starry sky is shining on everyone.

"Guys", Yang Jian couldn't help but be stunned.

"This... How does this go up? ”

The group sat in a circle and began to deliberate.

"I propose," said old Hans, raising his hand, "that one of the pioneers climb up first, and then that those behind him come up." ”

"Good idea", Yang Jian clapped his hands, "Bob, it's up to you to open the way, how about it?" ”

"No problem", Bob immediately agreed.

He took out a thick, long rope, tied it around his waist, carried his lightsaber, and walked to the edge of the cliff.

"Huh!" Bob let out a loud shout, and the lightsaber plunged into the rock crevice of the cliff.

Then he took the first step.

"Bang bang!" The sound of lightsabers and rocks colliding is constant, and Bob is constantly rising in height.

"Tsk", old Hans crossed his hands and praised the physical fitness of this young boy.

"It seems that it won't be long before Bob can reach the top", Yang Jian also stretched his muscles and bones arbitrarily.

This Bob really lived up to expectations and made it to the top effortlessly.

"Huhu", he gasped, intending to sit down and rest for a while before making plans.

"Bang!" , Berserker sat on the ground, and suddenly kicked up a lot of dust.

"Boom", two spears against Bob's chin.

"Damn it! Where did the guy come from, who dared to trespass on the capital? ”

A young Dark Elf guard stared maliciously at the intruder in front of him.

Bob immediately raised his hands and swallowed his saliva, looking innocent.

A towering mountain fortress appeared before him.