Chapter 1501: Chapter 654: Wedding Night! Tomb of the Ghost King! (Part 2)
I don’t know, because his Demon Blood has become a concept, not really injecting one or two milliliters of his Golden Bloodline.
Lanling’s bloodline has become a conceptual energy.
It can be replenished, it can be endless.
Just like that, Lanling completely sucked each Demon Martial Grandmaster prisoner dry, and then injected his own Demon Blood energy.
As Lanling consumed the blood of the thirtieth Demon Martial Grandmaster prisoner, blood-colored clouds began to gather at the mountaintop.
On the fiftieth, the blood-colored lightning appeared once more.
On the eightieth, terrifying blood-colored lightning crazily struck Mirror Mountain Peak.
When the hundredth was devoured.
Layer upon layer of blood-colored clouds pressed down, though it was clearly daytime with the sun hanging high, the sky grew darker, and darker. Find the newest release on NovelHub(.)net
Finally, the terrifying blood-colored clouds completely shrouded Mirror Mountain.
The outside world remained day, only the Flame Demon Tribe was in total darkness.
Massive blood-colored lightning constantly descended from the sky.
All of Mirror Mountain, all the Flame Demon Tribe seemed like the end of the world.
Witnessing this scene, all the Rakshasa Tribe prisoners, all the Flame Demon Tribe people knelt towards the mountaintop, pressing their foreheads to the ground.
For the Silver Tribe people, this was already their second time witnessing such an end-of-the-world scene.
For the Demon Clan People, the only association with such a scene was the arrival of the Demon King.
Immediately, among the Silver Tribe prisoners, the first person cut off their own tail.
Then the second, third, fourth…
More and more Rakshasa Tribe prisoners cut off their tails, signifying submission, complete allegiance to Lanling, allegiance to the Flame Demon Tribe, bidding farewell to their previous identities.
A full four hours of bloodsucking and devouring.
A total of one hundred and eighty-five Demon Martial Grandmasters were all sucked dry.
When all was over, night had already fallen!
The blood-colored lightning disappeared, the layers of clouds scattered.
In the sky, the stars were sparse under the moon!
The white moonlight shone on the peak of Mirror Mountain, one hundred and eighty-five dried corpses knelt neatly on the ground, appearing unimaginably eerie.
And Lanling sat before the Magic Mirror, digesting this unprecedented energy.
Last time, after consuming twenty-five Demon Martial Grandmasters, his strength increased by three thousand pounds, advancing nearly ten levels in martial skill.
This time, he devoured as many as one hundred and eighty-five Demon Martial Grandmasters, most of whom were Senior Demon Martial Grandmasters.
Of course, as the Mirror Demon King said, the increase in strength was no longer meaningful to him.
Therefore, most of the power had to be stored.
Another four hours passed!
Lanling opened his eyes, and next to him, Gou Li rose, drawing the sword beside her.
Lanling drew his sword, slashing it towards her.
Gou Li’s delicate body trembled, retreating a few steps, “Master, your sheer power has reached the Demon Martial Grandmaster Peak!”
Lanling nodded, showing no extra expression.
Not even much joy, because at this level, pure strength martial arts no longer had meaning.
Following this, Lanling continued to sit at the mountaintop waiting!
Another four hours passed.
The sky brightened, the morning sun slowly rose.
The first ray of sunlight shone on the Magic Mirror at the mountaintop, and the Magic Mirror’s reflection shone on these corpses drained by Lanling.
It seemed like magic.
The first corpse’s body began to change, energy surged from deep within the heart, instantly restoring his body.
Snow-white and strong muscles appeared once again.
His body was restored to its original state, only starkly pale without any blood color.
He slowly opened his eyes, seeing Lanling, he knelt down, kissing Lanling’s boots, “Death Knight Panhu pays respects to Your Majesty!”
Next, the second corpse began to transform.
The third, fourth, fifth…
One corpse after another transformed into Death Knights, all forming a line, kneeling to Lanling, kissing his boots.
Every Death Knight’s cultivation improved, most reaching the level of Demon Martial Grandmaster, just a step away from Demon Sect.
However, this step could be a chasm.
A full half-hour passed as one hundred and eighty-five new Death Knights knelt to Lanling, performing the allegiance ritual.
Meanwhile, a new image appeared in Lanling’s mind domain one after another.
Each image represented a Death Knight, Lanling could directly control any of their behaviors with his consciousness, including self-detonation and turning to dust.
Lanling’s trump card force, the Death Warrior Group, had risen from twenty-six to two hundred and eleven.
Immortal and indestructible, Death Knights at the Demon Martial Grandmaster Peak level!
After creating one hundred and eighty-five Death Knights, Lanling didn’t stay for any rest, he needed to find the Tomb of the Ghost King, but first there was a wedding.
To break through to Demon Sect, he required incomparably powerful energy.
This energy, currently known, only existed within the Tomb of the Ghost King, containing incomparably powerful energy of the Ghost King Your Majesty.
As for where the Tomb of the Ghost King was?
There was only a very rough area, which was the Sea of Misfortune, fifteen thousand miles away from the Flame Demon Tribe.
The Sea of Misfortune was a Mediterranean Sea, with an area of several hundred thousand square kilometers.
So, does the Sea of Misfortune have a connection with the Misfortune Cave Abode? Or is it a mere coincidence in name?
There is indeed a connection!
The Empire of Misfortune was a civilization of the Ancient Demon Clan.
In the Sea of Misfortune, a vast amount of Ancient Demon Clan civilization ruins had been discovered, similar to the Misfortune Cave Abode’s ruins, likely belonging to the same Demon Clan civilization.
And among these Ancient Demon Clan ruins, the two words that appeared the most were E Yun.
Thus, this Ancient Demon Clan civilization was named the Empire of Misfortune. Hence, the Ancient Ruins near Black Demon City were named Misfortune Cave Abode, and that Mediterranean Sea, the Sea of Misfortune.
Before leaving, Lanling fulfilled his promise, holding a wedding with Sisi.
An extremely short wedding, lasting less than half an hour.
From bowing as a couple, to entering the bridal chamber, to completing the ceremony, adding up to half an hour.
As for the guests, there were only a few of Lanling’s family and a few Death Knights.
At this time, she told Lanling she was a Demon Linguist.
A so-called Demon Linguist was not someone fluent in Demon language, but rather an energy sensor.
Sensing energies, sensing all things in the universe.
Sisi’s martial arts were never exceptionally high, but she was unbelievably sensitive to all energy.
Therefore, she could discover that mysterious cave, could find the Star Magic Meteorite, could find the Nightmare Flower.
“I must follow Master!” Gou Li knelt before him, “There are two reasons. First, to shield my master from the sword. Second, I want to break through to Demon Sect, I want to follow Master’s footsteps closely, I want to become Master’s sharpest sword!”
What a surprise, that now, Gou Li inadvertently became Lanling’s closest woman.
“Alright!” Lanling nodded after a moment of silence.
After the bridal chamber with Sisi, Lanling and Gou Li rode the three Chimera Beasts, flying towards the Sea of Misfortune fifteen thousand miles away, to search for the legendary Tomb of the Ghost King.
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