Chapter 439 - Dragon Rebel Pioneers
Not all men of sacrifice had the same strength. It differed by the state of the person when they were alive.
It was difficult for those in higher states to become men of sacrifice, but once they succeeded, they would be more powerful.
Jiang Chen’s scream woke the crowd up, causing them to hurriedly run back. The passages built between the mountain walls were only fifteen feet wide. It was crowded with people, some even almost falling.
When they had finally gone back to the entrance, a Celestial Dragon Gate suddenly appeared and blocked their way. No one could leave.
“Spirits of the brave departed, please revive the supreme authority of the Dragon Dynasty!”
Su Xing opened his arms. With his call, the iron chains fixed on the mountain walls started to shake violently, and the iron handrails of the cages emitted a mysterious red radiance.
Not until then did people notice the handrails were carved with small, tadpole-like characters.
“This was the whole plan? Bringing us to a temporary imperial palace that you knew about?” asked Li Nanxing.
“You knew about it?”
Each member of the Evil Cloud Palace had been given a key directing them to a location in the small world.
Su Xing’s key had directed him to this temporary imperial palace.
“Yep,” said Li Nanxing.
“So what are you going to do?” Su Xing was a little nervous, but no one could tell from his expression.
“Above anything else, I feel sorry for your stupidity.”
The others gave Li Nanxing a strange look, as did Jiang Chen.
“Well…” Su Xing was about to say something sarcastic, but Li Nanxing didn’t give him the chance.
“Samsara Sword, Thousands of Reincarnations!”
Li Nanxing drew his sword out. When the sword that had piqued so many people’s interest had been taken out of its sheath, its power shocked the universe, and its radiance surged thousands of miles high, as if the sun had fallen into his hands.
No one was able to see anything, so they couldn’t react.
They only heard seven quick and low sounds. Then the radiance of the sword disappeared. Li Nanxing was standing on a chain, his sword already back in his sheath.
People looked around and didn’t notice anything different.
Two or three seconds later, they found the seven dead bodies of the men of sacrifice were turning into sand. As the sand kept falling, their bodies were vanishing.
The men of sacrifice that Su Xing had boasted so much about had been eliminated with a single sword attack.
The crisis Su Xing had brought about had been completely resolved. Those who had chosen to stand on his side felt awkward.
“You knew about the men of sacrifice?!” Su Xing screamed after about a minute’s silence. He had totally lost his composure.
“Yep,” Li Nanxing admitted.
If he hadn’t been prepared for it, he wouldn’t have had the countermeasure to deal with the men of sacrifice.
“Thank you for leading us here,” Li Nanxing said.
Su Xing had thought he had been scheming against others, but in the end, it turned out it was he who had been led by the nose and brought the wolf to the treasure.
By then, he had lost his best chance of winning. It was no more possible for him to have a life-or-death fight against Li Nanxing, so everything in the underground here would be split evenly.
“How come this door is open?!”
Suddenly, someone found something unusual.
It turned out the Celestial Dragon Gate was open, but the opening was so small that it was only large enough for one man to go through.