Inside the valley, a zhang in radius metal furnace had been spurting out raging flames.
Along with a series of clangs, a nearly three-meter tall muscular man, whose entire body was bound by iron chains and shackles, was dragged towards the metal furnace by two Jia Clan warriors. The muscular man struggled madly. Occasionally, he would stamp his feet against the ground, causing the ground to vibrate intensely.
Every time he struggled, a dazzling bolt of lightning would flash across the iron chains wrapped around his body.
Along with a sizzling noise, the strong lightning bolts made the man's hair stand up one after another, while his body twitched intensely. The burly man was so angry that he roared at the top of his lungs, "Devil! You monsters! Fight me one-on-one like a real man! Do you dare? Do you dare? "
"I like this guy!" A nearly four-meter tall Jia Clan warrior walked over with quick steps. He was wearing a full set of heavy armor, which was as heavy as a fortress, but when he walked, he didn't make any noise. He was holding a bull-horn axe and swiftly smashed on the back of the muscular man's head, knocking him out.
"Look at this power, look at this size, hehe, he's as energetic as a mad bull, he's worth a good price!" Wielding his axe, the Jia Clan warrior proudly boasted to his companions.
In the vast valley, nearly a thousand Jia Clan warriors had gathered. They were squatting or standing on rocks, with their four eyes shining with a cold, heartless light. Hearing their companions' boasting, these Jia Clan warriors laughed out loud.
Two Jia Clan's warriors dragged the unconscious man to the side of the metal furnace. A man, who was less than five feet tall, had a pointy mouth and cheeks, looked like a giant ape. His skin was oddly light-green, with red spots on it. He chuckled viciously, pulled out a soldering iron from the furnace, and fiercely pressed it on the spot between the man's eyebrows.
A spell symbol sparkled on the branding iron. The unconscious man howled in pain and woke up abruptly. He struggled intensely, but the branding iron seemed to be rooted in the spot between his eyebrows, sticking to his body without moving even a little bit. After quite a while, the branding iron finally fell off.
A fist-sized, blood-red pattern was branded on the man's forehead — A towering tower, with a blood-red erect eye floating on it.
Along with a sizzling noise, countless blood-red thin threads quickly spread out from the blood-red erect eye, piercing into the man's internal organs and limbs. The muscular man's body trembled intensely, while cold sweat gushed out of his body like liquids.
The blood-red thin threads drilled into the man's body, drilled into his head, and completely controlled his body. After that, the blood-red threads, which had been emitting an evil and cold light, slowly disappeared. The man's entire body had been weakened by the pain. He was dragged of by two Jia Clan warriors, and was thrown aside like garbage.
Another man, who had been struggling and roaring in rage, was caught. Along with a creepy laughter, a glowing red branding iron was imprinted on the spot between his eyebrows.
A sizzling noise could be heard without an end. Warriors from Southern Wasteland clans were branded with the mark of humiliation one after another, and became involuntarily slaves.
Along with a long howl, a Bi Fang, which had a wingspan of over two hundred feet, gracefully descended from the sky. Its lone claw gently hooked onto a tall rock. It folded its wings, and elegantly lowered its body.
Jiang Yao slowly walked down from the Bi Fang's body. Two sturdy Jia Clan women, who were wearing heavy armors, walked over with big steps. They proudly glanced at Jiang Yao, who was much shorter than them, and murmured in a deep voice, "Come with us, our leader has been waiting for you for a long time."
Walking along the valley for a while, a luxurious tent was set up under a steep cliff.
Tens of men, who were wearing luxurious clothes and had an erect eye flashing between their eyebrows, were lazily standing outside the tent, chatting with each other in a low voice. Each of these men had an erect eye sparkling between their eyebrows.
Seeing Jiang Yao walking over, these men all straightened their bodies and straightened their bodies. Their eyes were constantly moving up and down Jiang Yao's sexy body. A few of them were even swallowing their saliva, showing their obvious greediness.
Jiang Yao scornfully looked at these three-eyed men, and slowly walked into the tent like a king.
Looking from the outside, this tent was only three zhang in radius. However, when she walked into the tent, she found that the inner space of the tent was more than enough to accommodate over a thousand people. The ground was covered with thick white blankets, and the walls of the tent were decorated with exquisite swords, blades and shields. In the corner of the tent, tens of luxurious full-body armors, which were inlaid with gold and jades, were standing.
Di Luo, who had lost one of his eyes and one of his arms had been chopped off by Ji Xia during the night chase a couple of days ago, was standing in the tent sulkily. A middle-aged man, who looked eighty to ninety percent similar to Di Luo and had a huge scar on his face, was lazily sitting on a large chair made of pure gold beside him.
"Di Sha, you didn't fulfill your promise with me!" Jiang Yao walked into the tent, looked at the middle-aged man, sneered and said, "If I had known that you were so useless, I would have abandoned you and cooperated with your competitors."
Di Sha lazily waved his hand and said slowly, "Dear noble Maguspriestess, don't say such useless things. In the Southern Wasteland, our Blood Fang is not only the most powerful team, but also the one with the strongest background. "
Di Sha shrugged and continued blandly, "You have no other choice. If you want the best return, you and your people have to cooperate with us."
Di Sha abruptly opened his erect eye and let out a stream of turbid darkness. The light emitted by hundreds of butter candles in the tent suddenly dimmed down. An evil power, as heavy as a mountain, shrouded the entire tent.
"You can't blame us for this failure. Your information is wrong. The enemies are much more powerful than what you have told us. That kid has contracted with a gigantic Fire Crow, that woman named Qing Fu has mastered a terrifyingly great Magus Spell, and that ridiculously powerful old man has suddenly appeared... There are too many variables. Look at my poor brother, what has become of him? "
Di Sha pretended to be annoyed and pressed his own face with his palm, squeezed a trace of sadness out of his voice and sighed, "Look at my brother, my dear Di Luo, he hasn't married yet! Losing an arm is not a big deal, but he has lost a beautiful eye! Oh my, you know, among our Yu Clan's nobles, without an eye, he will never be able to find a woman to reproduce for him in his whole life! "
Jiang Yao took a deep breath, then took out a medicine bowl made from black jade from her sleeve.
There was a fist-sized puddle of clear medicinal liquid in the medicine bowl. An extremely strange smell that seemed to be mixed with a strong smell of blood, the fragrance of hundreds of herbs, and at the same time, the unique smell of various poisonous insects filled the entire tent.
"This is Wu Xian's secret medicine. Of course, it's not the real one. It was made by a most powerful Magus according to a secret recipe." Jiang Yao threw the bowl to Di Sha and said blandly, "Take this, and all your wounds will be healed."
"Now, let's talk about something serious, Di Sha."
Jiang Yao looked at Di Sha and said in a cold voice, "Still the same thing... Let's put aside those things that are covering people's eyes, when can you get me the spirit blood of Ji Xia and his kid?"
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