Yin Ji could hardly believe her eyes.
The face in the mirror was hers? Truly… it had been a long time.
What about those terrifying scars?
Why had they all disappeared? Her entire face was smooth and flawless, restored to its original state, even more beautiful than before.
What magic did Lanling use? It seemed he smeared his blood onto the scars on her face, and then a miracle occurred?
Instantly, Yin Ji’s body went numb with tingling.
She was a very intelligent and wise, yet naive girl.
Lanling’s blood had actually entered her body. To her, this was an extremely significant matter.
Then she recalled her behaviour just now, actually screaming, weeping, and cursing.
She had actually thought Lanling was going to rape her?
In the end, he was saving her, restoring her appearance.
Honestly, Yin Ji felt that Lanling saving her appearance was more important than saving her life.
Not only cursing, but in her anxiety, she had actually uttered strange confessions.
For example, don’t destroy my fond thoughts of you, don’t destroy your image in my heart, and so on.
Instantly, Yin Ji lay on the bed, shrinking her entire body into the quilt, truly… so ashamed she wished to die.
Too, too, too embarrassing.
Yin Ji even felt that she no longer had the face to see Lanling.
But more than that was joy, the kind of joy that almost exploded. Her appearance was restored, her confidence returned.
When sleeping at night.
Yin Ji felt her body was burning hot, but without the feeling of having a fever.
Her entire body was burning, not quite uncomfortable, but filled with strangeness.
Then she felt her meridians and blood vessels were expanding.
Her entire body seemed to be expanding, but when she stretched out her hand there was no change.
Not only that, she felt waves of energy surging from deep within her heart, madly bombarding her four limbs and hundred bones, meridians and skeleton.
Finally, this mysterious force even began to assault her brain domain.
At first, Yin Ji thought she was aroused, so her body was restless. Now she was completely certain she was overthinking. There truly was a force transforming her meridians and body.
She clearly felt her energy had grown stronger.
Not only that, the previous spiritual duel with Lanling had caused huge trauma to her brain domain that had never fully healed.
Therefore, since then, Yin Ji no longer dared to release spiritual power attacks, nor did she dare to condense spiritual power. Because once she used spiritual power, her brain felt as if it were tearing apart with pain.
After all, the brain domain was the most fragile part of the human body. Once injured, it was difficult to recover.
Yet at this moment…
That clear, powerful feeling in her brain domain returned.
She carefully released her spiritual power.
Completely no problem. Her spiritual power was extremely abundant.
Spiritual power continuously released outward. Everything within several dozen metres radius of her body was clearly perceptible.
She continued to release, and the spiritual power within her brain domain was actually inexhaustible.
Two hundred metres, three hundred metres, four hundred metres in all directions.
Yin Ji discovered with extreme joy that her spiritual power was even stronger than at her previous peak, increased by at least twenty percent.
What… what was happening?
Could it also be because of Lanling’s blood? His bloodline was actually so powerful?
Not only had her spiritual power grown stronger, her cultivation had also clearly increased significantly, by at least twenty percent.
His blood was so… heaven defying?
Not only that, Yin Ji even more joyfully discovered that she could now monitor multiple targets simultaneously.
Previously, at a distance of three hundred metres, she could at most lock onto three targets simultaneously.
Now, at a distance exceeding five hundred metres, she could actually lock onto five targets simultaneously.
Once locked onto by her, every movement of that target was perceived by her, even their pulse and breathing could be sensed.
Yin Ji was like a child who had received a toy, tirelessly consuming her precious spiritual power.
She began searching for Lanling.
Lanling was easy to find, because Yin Ji could detect his special energy aura from very far away, not to mention that his blood was now flowing within her body.
Effortlessly, her spiritual power found Lanling.
She carefully probed to see what Lanling was doing.
“Still not asleep?! Don’t randomly probe with spiritual power!” Instantly, Lanling’s cold shout rang out simultaneously by her ear and within her brain domain.
“Argh…” Yin Ji was greatly startled, quickly withdrawing her spiritual power.
Being so far apart, yet able to communicate so easily, truly terrifying.
Amid excitement and anticipation, Yin Ji finally fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning after waking, she bathed again, washed up, and squeezed out essential oil from flower petals, applying it to her wrists and neck.
Then she still lingered inside the tent, not going out.
Because she truly had no face to see Lanling, not knowing how to face him.
“Miss Yin!” Suddenly, a deep voice sounded from outside.
Yin Ji said, “What is it?”
The deep voice outside said, “Are you ready? It is already very late. We must depart.”
Yin Ji said, “Depart for where?”
“I am escorting a batch of supplies back to the Flame Demon Tribe, and will escort you back along the way,” Xie Li the Second said.
“Back?” Yin Ji said. “Where is Lanling?”
“Master left long ago to plunder the next tribe. I have been waiting for you for a very long time,” Xie Li the Second said.
“Argh!” Yin Ji instantly felt incomparably disappointed in her heart, then said, “Please wait a moment, I will be ready immediately.”
Inside Rakshasa City, Nai Shu bid farewell to Princess Sha Yan.
“Remember, it is best not to fight the centaurs,” Princess Sha Yan said.
“Why?” Nai Shu said.
“No reason.” Princess Sha Yan said, “In any case remember, you can let centaurs fight centaurs, or let other races fight centaurs, but we of the Rakshasa race had best not fight centaurs.”
“Yes!” Nai Shu was completely baffled.
He could not help recalling the Rakshasa royal family’s attitude towards centaurs all along, which was to let them be.
Centaurs were shameful bandits. Who knew how many Rakshasa tribes had been plundered. Many tribes requested the royal family dispatch powerful forces to punish the centaur tribes. Yet every request sank like a stone in the ocean.
This was because the Rakshasa King had once spoken a sentence. He said centaurs were the Demon God’s whip.
From then on, the Rakshasa territory turned a blind eye to the centaurs’ arrogant plundering.
“Remember, if you fail this time, you must not return. Dying outside is the best outcome for you,” Princess Sha Yan said coldly.
Nai Shu said trembling, “Yes.”
Then he rode a royal griffin, carrying the Little Rakshasa King’s edict, flying towards Black Devil Banner territory.
Behind him, a magnificent aerial team followed closely. These were the Dragon Eagle Knights.
Although Princess Sha Yan appeared very ruthless, she still cared about this only man of hers after all, dispatching one hundred Dragon Eagle warriors to protect him. Moreover, this also showed all the chiefs in Black Devil Banner territory that this time Nai Shu represented the Rakshasa royal family.
These past few days, for the Silver Tribe, were a disaster, an unprecedented catastrophe.
Lanling led six thousand centaur troops, sweeping across all the tribes of the entire Silver Alliance.
Travelling day and night, without rest, plundering an average of three tribes per day.
Burn all, loot all, kill all resisters.
A full seven days of great plundering, great massacre.
The entire Silver Alliance was killed until rivers ran with blood, corpses covered the fields.
Not a single tribe could hold out for more than half an hour.
All repeated the same series of steps, resist, massacre, plunder, burn, depart.
Perhaps because the barbarian tribes were too fierce, every tribe had ten thousand of their people massacred before the survivors settled down and gave up resistance.
The entire Silver Alliance, nearly one hundred thousand square kilometres of land, everywhere the sound of weeping shook the heavens.
Countless houses were burned, countless supplies plundered.
Finally, all the houses in the Flame Demon Tribe were piled full of countless supplies, forcing them to stack some items outdoors on the ground.
These tribes had not failed to consider fleeing. They tried to flee, carrying grain and gold coins.
But it was useless. No matter how fast they were, they could not outrun centaurs. The outcome of fleeing was only worse.
In the end, eleven tribes all fell.
Soon, it would be twelve tribes.
Because the most powerful, most prosperous Silver Tribe was currently falling.
Resistance and massacre had already ended.
Now underway was the great plundering.
Countless gold coins, countless silver, countless copper and iron, countless salt.
The Silver Tribe truly deserved to be called the most prosperous. Plundering it took more time.
Plundering complete.
Next, burning the houses.
Speaking of which, the Silver Tribe’s houses were the best. Burning them was truly somewhat of a pity.
But Lanling still gave the order, burning all houses completely clean.
Only by burning everything could they start anew.
Now, only the final step remained, and this great plundering would draw a perfect conclusion.
“Silver Alliance Leader, do you surrender?” Lanling asked.
Gou Li placed a sharp sword across his son’s head.
“I, I am willing to surrender.” The Silver Alliance Leader knelt down and kowtowed.
The entire Silver Alliance had twelve chiefs in total.
There were no cases of sacrificing one’s life for righteousness, no cases of cursing loudly before heroically going to death.
All the chiefs surrendered completely.
This made Lanling somewhat surprised. Barbarians were all very bloody and spirited, so why did these chiefs surrender so easily?
The reason was very simple, the strong are supreme.
In the hearts of barbarians, there was no such thing as sacrificing life for righteousness.
Surrendering to the strong, pledging allegiance to the strong, was a very normal thing.
Especially when the powerful centaur army pledged allegiance at Lanling’s feet. This brought incomparably huge shock to these chiefs.
The centaur army defeated and destroyed the Silver Alliance’s seventy thousand allied troops in just one minute. This scene brought an impression these chiefs would never forget in their lifetimes.
Since even the powerful centaurs could pledge allegiance to Lanling, why could they not?
The entire Silver Tribe left the mountaintop castle unburned.
This castle was very sturdy, very magnificent.
Lanling entered the castle.
In the square outside the castle, several hundred centaur warriors surrounded twenty five people completely.
These twenty five people were all the Demon Martial Grandmaster powerhouses of the entire Silver Alliance, including the twelve chiefs.
Next, what Lanling was going to do was suck all the blood from their bodies, then inject his own demon blood.
If all succeeded, his cultivation would receive an incomparably huge boost, an unprecedented breakthrough.
Moreover, he would obtain a very powerful Death Warrior Legion.
Adding Gou Li, twenty six Death Warriors in total, undying and indestructible Death Warriors. How shocking would such battle power be?
Khan Xie Li stared coldly at these twenty five people. What virtue or ability did they possess that they could receive their master’s bestowal?
However, their noble centaurs were different after all. After receiving their master’s bloodline bestowal, they did not need to become walking corpses. They remained warm and powerful centaurs, yet were similarly undying and indestructible.
Facts proved that centaurs were the true bloodline inheritors of the Moon Demon God.
Death Warrior Gou Li stood at the doorway and said coldly, “Constantine.”
Constantine rose from the ground, filled with unease, and walked into the castle.
Inside the castle’s main hall, twenty five coffins were laid out.
Lanling stood in the centre of the hall.
“Constantine, you and I had enmity, but now this enmity has vanished into smoke,” Lanling said lightly.
Then he said to Gou Li, “Gou Li, pierce your heart.”
Without a word, Gou Li pierced her own heart with a sword. Constantine was greatly startled.
However, she remained completely unharmed. Not to mention not dying, she did not even twitch slightly.
Pulling out the sword, the wound on Gou Li’s chest healed, and the wound on her heart healed.
“This is my Death Warrior. Having received my energy bestowal, not only does cultivation soar, but they are also undying and indestructible,” Lanling said. “Constantine, are you willing to become my Death Warrior?”
Constantine’s face trembled.
Power, longevity, for barbarians were also eternal pursuits.
Although the price seemed very great.
But he should have no other choice.
“I, I am willing.” Constantine kowtowed.
Gou Li held him down, exposing his neck.
Lanling stepped forward, extending sharp fangs, and bit fiercely into Constantine’s neck.
Madly sucking blood.
Boundless terror. Constantine wanted to scream, yet could not make any sound at all.
His body trembled madly.
Countless energy, countless vitality, rapidly draining away.
And Lanling madly devoured.
Powerful bloodline energy, even stronger than Gou Li’s energy.
A full five minutes later, Lanling had sucked Constantine’s blood dry, then injected a thread of his own demon blood.
Constantine became a dried corpse.
Gou Li picked up the dried corpse, placed it inside the first coffin, then closed the coffin lid.
Lanling retracted his fangs. There was not a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. Powerful energy surged within his body, as if about to erupt.
He suppressed it back down.
After devouring the bloodlines of all twenty five Demon Martial Grandmasters, he would erupt all at once.
This way, the breakthrough brought would be even more astonishing, even greater.
Gou Li walked out and said, “Alfonso.”
Thus, one Demon Martial Grandmaster powerhouse after another entered the castle’s main hall.
All their blood and energy were completely devoured by Lanling.
Demon blood was injected into all their dried corpses.
For some unknown reason, although it was clearly noon, the sky above the castle was completely dark.
The wind blowing past was filled with sinister cold.
From the mountaintop seemed to come waves of ghostly wails and wolfish howls.
By the end of the devouring, the sky above the castle was already a blood coloured sky, as if heaven were about to rain blood.
Sinister wind blew in gusts, malicious ghosts wept and wailed.
A full four hours had passed.
The mad great devouring had ended.
Twenty five Demon Martial Grandmasters had all become dried corpses, lying in coffins awaiting transformation.
And Lanling had devoured the bloodline energy of twenty five Demon Martial Grandmasters while they were alive.
His eyes were blood red.
His entire body released terrifying light.
An incomparably powerful energy was forcibly suppressed deep within his heart.
Fortunately he possessed Golden Demon Blood, fortunately he possessed a Golden Demon Body.
Otherwise, he would have already been blown to pieces.
But he also felt that his heart seemed to have swollen by more than double, as if it might explode at any moment.
Now, there was no need to suppress it anymore.
Next came enjoying the explosion of energy.
Incomparably huge energy tempered his meridians and bones, tempered his body.
Incomparably powerful energy bombarded his four limbs and hundred bones.
“Argh…” Lanling let out a sudden wild roar.
Unparalleled energy suddenly surged madly from deep within his heart.