Eyebrows were the concentration point of the practitioners' soul and power.
For the Ancient God Clan, for example, their Ancient God Stars were gathered in the eyebrows.
And Jian Wushuang thought it was absolutely not a coincidence that the Green Fire World was just in between.
"Maybe the Green Fire World was not born from this ancient battlefield, but from this head?" Jian Wushuang thought.
Jian Wushang shook his head, considering his own speculation to be crazy.
After a more detailed understanding of the surrounding array, Jian Wushuang turned and left.
In a secret room, Jian Wushuang sat alone, flanked by Qin Yue and He Xin.
Jian Wushuang took the Blood Mountain Sword out.
"Dao Yuanzi."
Jian Wushuang's voice spread into the sword.
In the sword, two people were suppressed.
The two men were Dao Yuanzi and the First Sir God. What about other people who had been suppressed by the sword before? They had been killed by Jian Wushuang after being tortured.
