Outside the manor, an exaggeratedly luxurious golden chariot, which looked like a hill, slowly approached the manor.
A whole eighteen thousand Jia Clan warriors walked on the ground with all four limbs, carrying the enormous chariot and moving forward step by step, just like animals. Their mouths and eyes were sewn shut with golden threads, making them unable to speak or see. Driven by an invisible force, they were slowly crawling forward like walking corpses.
Yu Huo sat on top of the chariot, with a group of beautiful Yu Clan girls kneeling around him. His left hand was leaning against a soft cushion, while his right hand was holding a large wine cup. He gently swirled the cup with his fingers, and from time to time, he lowered his head and took a sip of the fragrant wine.
Dishi Cha curved his mouth corners up high, showing an exaggerated smile on his face while still maintaining a ninety-degree bow, standing beside Yu Huo. Other than Dishi Cha, tens of leaders from large families in Liang Zhu City were also standing on the chariot, with stiff smiles on their faces that looked like wooden carvings.
Countless heavily armored warriors silently moved past the chariot and approached the manor. They held strong bows in their hands and released arrows towards the manor from a great distance. The specially-made armor-piercing arrows swished across the air along with dazzling spell symbols. Countless arrows transformed into a dark heavy rain, covering the small manor in front of them, which was only five to six miles in area.
Large groups of Yu Clan nobles floated in the air. Their eyes were completely expressionless, but the strong power vibrations had been surging ceaselessly. They incanted spells with deep voices, loudly calling the names of the three suns and nine moons, which they worshiped, while casting waves of powerful magic on the manor.
Fire and blood covered the entire manor. Large groups of dark-kind slave warriors and non-humankind slaves, who served as cannon fodder, had already broken the fence of the manor, breaking into the manor while screaming shrilly.
Guards in the manor had been fighting back desperately. Countless dark-kind slave warriors and non-humankind slaves, who broke into the manor, were put down one after another like chopped chives. Blood dyed the ground red, while body parts scattered all over the ground. The roots of some black roses, which weren't affected by the fire, drilled out of the ground and swept around like boas, devouring the blood and flesh.
As a large amount of flesh and blood was devoured, the black roses that had been burnt to ashes by the fire were reborn. Countless flower branches twisted and grew towards the sky, and large black roses bloomed in the fire.
Nourished by the blood and flesh of countless slave warriors and slaves, these black roses had gone through a terrifying mutation. Before, these rose trees were only as tall as human necks, but now they were growing like wild grasses. Within ten minutes, a few of the tallest rose trees had grown to hundreds of meters tall, and their roots had reached out from the ground like enormous dragons, waving crazily.
The roots of the rose tree crazily swept the intruders who approached the manor, killing the dark-kind slave warriors and non-humankind slaves who served as the vanguard. Along with mournful howls, an invisible soul vortex quietly appeared in the void, and all the souls of the dead were swallowed by this vortex.
Leaning against the chariot, Yu Huo trembled slightly, his face blushing. He opened the erect eye between his eyebrows, letting out a frightening cold light. Thin traces of Dao had been sparkling in the cold light, while the sense of power released from Yu Huo grew stronger and stronger.
More and more Jia Clan warriors fell into a state of madness. Along with deep and resonant battle bugles, groups of elite Jia Clan warriors rushed into the manor. Like crazy beasts, they chopped the guards of the manor, who had been trying their best to resist, into meat paste. They hysterically turned the manor floor upside down, and soon, they found the secret passage that led to the underground hall.
They broke into the tunnel and rushed into the dangerous underground hall.
Guarding in the tunnel were the most trusted and strongest guards of the twelve emperors, and some powerful beings who were as powerful as Yemo Shayi. Large groups of warriors swarmed into the tunnel. Blood splashed out from the entrance of the tunnel, and countless body parts rose hundreds of meters high like an erupting volcano.
Everyone who broke into the tunnel was killed, without exception. More and more souls rose into the sky, crying and screaming while being devoured by the invisible soul vortex.
Yu Huo's face turned glowing red. More and more powerful soul powers were injected into his body. This body of Yemo Tian's, which was slightly strengthened by Yu Huo, had reached the limit of absorbing soul powers.
Because of the deep-rooted greed in his nature, Yu Huo ignored the pressure on his body and crazily continued devouring the soul powers.
Wisps of sparkling dark light grew out of Yu Huo's body, floating on his skin like countless long black hairs. The dark light was the soul power that his body couldn't absorb yet. Therefore, Yu Huo transformed it into this strange shape and stored it outside his body.
From marrow to bones, from internal organs to muscles, from hair to skin, Yu Huo's body was strengthened ceaselessly by the soul power. The sense of power released from his body turned deeper and deeper, eviler and eviler. His power soared as well, and soon, he reached the level of Supreme Magi.
In the underground hall, the twelve emperors suspiciously glanced at each other, then raised their hands and swore with the souls of their ancestors that the sudden attack outside had nothing to do with them.
Soon, they reached an agreement and accepted their vows — None of the emperors in power would be stupid enough to launch an attack like this when they were all present. Based on the nature of Yu Clan nobles, if they wanted to play any trick, the first thing they would do was to stay as far away from the scene as possible.
"Who?" Yemo Luoye screamed in anger, "Who? The ones who launched the attack were our people! Our clansmen! Who is it? "
Followed by a series of thuds, the door of the hall was pushed open, and three to five heads rolled in along the stairs outside the door. Looking at those enormous and hideous heads, the four eyes of these heads were wide open, shining with a faint light. Clearly, they were the most elite Jia Clan warriors.
"These are my Crimson Sun lineage … the commanders of the Crimson Sun Imperial Army!" Piji Nu leaped up from his seat as if he had seen a ghost. Pointing at the few heads on the ground, he yelled, "Why did they attack us? Rebellion? Who? Damn it, is it my restless brothers? I should have killed them long ago! "
Following a series of clangs, a Yu Clan young man fell into the door with a staff gripped in his hand. His eyes were popped out, while blood gushed out of his broken body. "Moho Moduo … My nephew … How, how could he be here?" Moho Huan from Full Moon shouted hoarsely.
More and more corpses slid into the hall through the stairs. The faces of the twelve emperors turned darker and darker.
From these corpses, they found familiar people from their families. The core members of the twelve families in power were all here.
Poto Yuan, who was the most sensitive to soul power, said coldly, "Their souls … are all gone. Someone, someone is collecting souls … Not only that, they, they are all controlled. "
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