After running for two hours, they had covered over three hundred miles on the labyrinthine path.
Indeed, on this narrow mountain road, the centaurs hadn’t even tried to charge, yet their speed was still an astonishing seventy to eighty kiloters per hour.
This power, this speed, this height, this size.
No wonder the centaurs could beco the ace cavalry of the land; when five thousand centaur troops charged, fifty thousand infantry couldn’t stop them.
"We’ve arrived!"
The procession ca to a halt, and soone removed Lanling’s blindfold.
...
This was the core area of the Centaur Tribe.
In Lanling’s imagination, the Centaur Tribe should have tents and grasslands.
However, in reality, there were stone caves, stone towers, and pyramids everywhere.
Of course, there were also the ubiquitous Moon Demon statues, each with heaps of gold coins and luxurious silks laid at their feet.
The centaurs pillaged desperately, offering all the gold coins and silks they seized to the Moon Demon they worshiped, praying to be reborn as centaurs in their next life.
"Hahaha..."
"Da-da-da..."
The core area of the Centaur Tribe was filled with the centaurs’ sharp yet hearty laughter along with sounds of contests, even duels.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."
In the air, arrows flew wildly!
The Centaur Tribe boasted the most sharpshooters, capable of shooting arrows from any location.
The air was filled with a peculiar scent, along with a strong sll of blood.
Because in these contests, injuries or even deaths could occur. Fights with no reason, duels with no cause.
Centaurs were a fiercely combative race.
"Da-da-da..." Suddenly, a rapid sound of hooves approached, and then two centaurs began charging at each other.
The two centaurs ran faster and faster.
When they reached full speed, according to Lanling’s estimate, they were over 150 kiloters per hour.
"Bang..." With a loud crash, the two centaurs collided fiercely.
Their enormous bodies flew outwards, blood spraying, their heads snapped off, and skulls cracked open as they died.
Centaurs were so mad, so fiercely competitive!
Upon seeing Lanling, a mber of the Near-Human Tribe, appear, these centaurs began shouting loudly, as if to scare him to death.
So even shot arrows directly at Lanling. Every arrow whizzed past his ears, his neck.
Lanling ignored them and continued walking forward quietly.
Coming to a massive pyramid, the centaur warrior leader said, "Great Khan, a humble Near-Human Tribe mber claims to know the whereabouts of your son."
Imdiately, a roar ca from within the pyramid, shaking the ground slightly under Lanling’s feet.
"Another fraud willing to die for money?"
This was the voice of Xie Li Khan of the Centaur Tribe, booming like thunder through the stone door, enough to deafen one’s ears.
Xie Li Khan was in a foul mood, almost eager to order Lanling’s imdiate dismbernt.
However, he couldn’t let go of any opportunity; if he couldn’t find his son, he would be finished, he would lose everything.
"Let him in!" Xie Li Khan ordered, "If he’s a fraud, I’ll tear him to pieces alive."
"Boom..." The gigantic stone doors swung open.
Inside the enormous pyramid hall, Lanling first saw nurous servants, who should all be Indigenous Barbarian Tribes, most of whom walked upright, likely enslaved by the Centaur army.
Then, at the end of the hall, there were more than ten steps.
At the top of the steps, stood a colossal centaur warrior!
He was Xie Li Khan!
Clad in golden armor, his mane atop his head was also golden.
He stood over five ters high, more than eleven or twelve ters wide.
With majestic armor, wearing a simple yet imposing crown, the sword at his waist was over three ters long, weighing several thousand pounds.
Such a behemoth, just one glance could make one’s heart tremble with fear.
Standing over five ters tall, plus the ten steps beneath him, made him seem even more majestic.
Xie Li Khan had a square face full of edges, narrowing from the cheekbones to the jaw like carved by a knife. This visage made him look both authoritative and extrely cold.
"Humble Near-Human Tribe mber, quickly tell where my son is?" Xie Li Khan demanded, "None of your lies will escape my eyes. If I catch you lying, I’ll chop you into minced at to feed my pets. You may speak now."
Lanling said, "Your Majesty, before I reveal your son’s whereabouts, I wish to discuss the price first."
"Two hundred thousand gold coins, three hundred thousand gold coins, as long as you truly know where my son is, you can have as much as you want," Xie Li Khan said.
"No, I don’t want money!" Lanling replied, "I want to borrow troops, five thousand centaur cavalry!"
...
The ti rewinds, two years ago!
Zhi Li, Lan Tu, and Yan Mo completed their final transformation after consuming the Tears of Demons.
They lost their bodies, becoming a mass of light and shadow composed of countless fierce ghosts.
They grew imnsely powerful, drawing continually from the ancient and mighty Dark Energy deep in hell.
The Headless Horseman said, "Faceless One, we’re going to rescue Ashi Luo, prepare the Tears of Demons."
The Faceless One said, "He squandered one of my Tears of Demons before; after obtaining it, he didn’t use it imdiately, leading to his death, and that Tear of Demon ended up in the hands of the Dragon Temple."
The Headless Horseman said, "Perhaps it’s fate, the fourth betrayed the Demon Emperor Your Majesty, dying beneath the ancient desert city. Thus, his Tear of Demon beca surplus."
Zhi Li was astounded, "Even Hell Knights can betray?"
The Headless Horseman said, "It’s an enigma. The Hell Knights are the most loyal organization in this world. Because our lives, souls, and wills originate entirely from the Demon Emperor Your Majesty. He doesn’t need to do anything; just a thought could control our life and death, our will! So the Hell Knights can never betray. I don’t know what happened with the fourth."
Then, the Headless Horseman said, "All right, we are going to rescue our brother Ashi Luo from the Yanjing Holy Temple. Everyone, let’s vote whether to set a plan or directly charge and seize our brother Ashi Luo’s soul shards!"
"Charge in!"
"Kill our way in!"
"Charge and kill our way in!"
The Headless Horseman was speechless, "Alright, then we’ll charge and kill our way into the Demonic Laboratory of the Yanjing Holy Temple!"
The four Hell Knights mounted skeletal warhorses, treading on the waves, and charged toward the Yanjing Holy Temple under cover of night.
...
Once, Ashi Luo’s soul shards were top-secret of the Dragon Temple!
Because, capturing the World-Ending Demon Emperor’s hope rested on these soul shards casually.
However, Fu Lingxi made great achievents, found the World-Ending Demon Emperor.
Thus, the value of Ashi Luo’s soul shards plumted, transferred from the core pyramid of the Yanjing Holy Temple into the Demonic Laboratory!
Even though it was just a secondary Demonic Laboratory, it was still a critical institution.
The entire Demonic Laboratory built hundreds of ters underground, guarded by five hundred Dragon Temple Samurai!
Its intricate chanisms were filled with energy traps everywhere, virtually making outside penetration impossible!
Yet...
That night, the five hundred Dragon Temple Samurai of the Yanjing Holy Temple’s Demonic Laboratory were slaughtered cleanly.
The significant items and treasures inside were looted clean.
The four Hell Knights unleashed a massacre!
Indeed, as previously ntioned, they charged and killed their way in, seizing Ashi Luo’s soul shards, looting all the treasures inside the Demonic Laboratory, destroying what they couldn’t take.
Then, the four Hell Knights fled thousands of miles, reaching the desert southwest, to start resurrecting Hell Knight Ashi Luo!
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