Cosmic Hegemony: I Just Want To Be A Wealthy Tyrant

Qiang Shan held two hammers in his hands, his chest heaving violently, and the corpses under his feet had piled up into mounds.

He looked around and saw few living Witch Race warriors around. Although the Demon Race also suffered heavy casualties, there were still tens of thousands of people left. This tragedy happened tens of millions of years ago in the ancient Witch Race and will continue to happen in the future. When the individual strength of the enemy and ourselves cannot overwhelm each other, quantity is justice.

Feng Ye's face didn't look any better. The number of casualties in Demon Race far exceeded his previous estimate.

It is really unimaginable that there is such a race in the world!

Even though they knew they were going to die, no one retreated, no one surrendered, and they all fought to the end.

Of the 130,000 Demon Race disciples he brought, except for the 20,000 who guarded the other end of the canyon, there were only 10,000 Demon Race elites in front of him. Even if he obtained the Witch Race relic in this battle, it would be difficult for him to explain it to each family.

When the last Witch Race warrior fell, Qiangshan was surrounded by countless Demon Races. Feng Ye pushed aside the crowd and walked out slowly, saying coldly to Qiang Shan:

"Hand over the Witch Race sacred object, and I can let go of the women and children who escaped. Otherwise, even if I do nothing in the remaining time, I will find and kill the members of your tribe one by one. You should know that I have this strength .”

Qiang Shan's eyes showed a will to die, and he sneered at Feng Ye:

"That sacred object never belonged to us Witch Race. We are just its guardians. You didn't even understand what it was, and you sacrificed tens of thousands of your kind for it. I really don't know whether I should laugh at you, I should still pity you. You don’t have to think about it. If the holy objects could be taken away by you, how could they be kept to this day? You don’t need to threaten me with people from the tribe. We witch people have never surrendered to anyone since ancient times. . Monster Race won’t work, Human Race won’t work, and you don’t need to think about Demon Race. Come on, let me see how many demon cubs will die with me.”

There was a trace of madness in Feng Ye's eyes. He stared at Qiang Shan and said fiercely:

"Old man! Do you think I can't kill you? I just don't want to waste my treasure on you. Since you want to die, I will help you."

After saying that, Feng Ye took out a black lotus seed in his hand. The lotus seed was completely black and exuded with evil energy. Feng Ye muttered something in his mouth and threw the lotus seeds in his hand towards Qiang Shan. The lotus seeds turned into a black smoke when exposed to the wind. Qiang Shan raised his hammer to block it. The black smoke seemed to be invisible and bodyless. It went directly through the giant hammer and drilled in from the center of Qiang Shan's eyebrows.

There was a painful howl, Qiangshan threw away the giant hammer and covered his head in pain with both hands. After struggling for a while, the whole person suddenly became quiet. When he put down his hand, everyone was surprised to find that the whites in Qiangshan's eyes were gone and turned completely black. And he stood there sluggishly, motionless like a stiff puppet.

This black lotus is taken from Demon World's "Ghost Black Lotus". It is a treasure that grows in Demon World. It blooms once every three thousand years and bears fruit once every three thousand years. It will take another three thousand years for the lotus seeds to mature. Each ghost black lotus can form a lotus pod, and each lotus pod has twelve lotus seeds.

The lotus seeds of this kind of ghost black lotus are very overbearing. It can directly destroy people's souls, control people's minds, and turn people into walking puppets. Specially used to restrain monks whose Spiritual Sense is not strong during the Nascent Soul period. A Witch Race like Qiang Shan, who has a strong body but weak Spiritual Sense, cannot resist it at all.

The lotus seed in Feng Ye's hand has been treasured in the Shura clan's treasure house for thousands of years. If Qiang Shan wasn't really difficult to kill and refused to tell the secret of the sacred object, Feng Ye would really be reluctant to use the lotus seeds on him.

Feng Ye couldn't wait to walk to Qiang Shan and ordered:

"Take me quickly to the secret cave of the Holy Mountain."

Qiang Shan turned around stiffly and walked towards the direction of the Holy Mountain. Feng Ye followed closely behind him and ordered to the remaining Demon Race disciples:

"You stay here and stay here, Xiongrong, Youquan, and Xueming. The three of you will follow me to the Holy Mountain."

Feng Ye only knew that there was a Witch Race secret cave in the holy mountain of the trial place. In addition to countless dragon blood fruits, there was also a Witch Race sacred object that Witch Race had guarded for millions of years. As for what the holy object was, he didn't know. The clan only records that this sacred object is very important to their Shura clan. If they can obtain it, not only can they become holy physically, but even the upper world of Ascension will no longer be out of reach. This is why Feng Ye wants to get this sacred object at all costs. You must know that the current Demon Emperor is powerful, but he does not dare to say that he can Ascension to the upper world. If Feng Ye gets this sacred object, then there is no need to fight for the crown prince. He can just force the Demon Emperor to abdicate.

Under the leadership of Qiang Shan, Feng Ye and his party of five quickly arrived at the entrance of the holy mountain cave. Seeing the Witch Race's secret cave so close, even Feng Ye became short of breath. If he hadn't been worried about the traps hidden in the cave, Feng Ye would have left Qiang Shan and rushed in alone.

Passing through the dark and winding cave passage, a huge cave shining with red light suddenly appeared in front of Feng Ye and others. I saw a huge spherical object beating slowly in the center of the cave. With every beat, a pale golden red light flashed. The majestic power of Qi and blood makes it difficult for people to breathe even if they are so far apart.

Feng Ye was obviously not an inexperienced person like Tang Xiaoyu. He recognized the jumping thing in the middle at the first sight. I saw him rushing to the huge heart with a face of ecstasy, and said incredulously:

"This is the heart of the Holy Dragon! How is this possible? How can there be such a divine object in the lower world? Isn't it said that the Holy Dragon has already become extinct in the world? This Holy Dragon clearly still has a trace of life left! This... How is this possible? !”

Feng Ye was so excited that he didn't know how to describe it. The Holy Dragon is already a legendary thing. The living Holy Dragon is an existence with strength comparable to the True Immortal. Let alone taking its essence and blood, I am afraid that if it takes one look at you, you will be annihilated.

And a holy dragon that is not completely dead is lying in front of you, looking like it is ready for you to pick and choose. Even if you are daydreaming, you would not dare to have such a dream!

Xie Rong, You Quan, and Xue Ming were also very excited. Only Qiang Shan stood there expressionless like a puppet.

Tang Xiaoyu discovered the five of them before they entered the cave. He did not act rashly and immediately activate the formation, but wanted to take a closer look at who these people were. But the moment he saw Qiang Mountain, he started to murmur in his heart.

"This old boy won't be mad to death when he sees all the dragon blood fruits being harvested by him, right?"

"Also, these people around Qiangshan are all Demon Races. How did they get together?"

"Something's wrong! Qiang Shan's expression is so wrong. Not only is he indifferent to the Dragon Blood Fruit matter, but he hasn't even moved his eyelids since he came in. Isn't this guy controlled by someone? Should I take action directly?"

While Tang Xiaoyu was hesitating, the situation on the field changed again. A black shadow appeared behind Feng Ye at some point, and a sharp dagger passed by Feng Ye's neck silently. The blow was so fast and accurate that the people around him had no time to react.

The scene where Feng Ye's body and head were separated did not appear, but the gem on the necklace on his chest shattered into powder after resisting the blow.

Seeing that the single blow failed to kill him, the black shadow fled to the edge of the cave in an instant. Feng Ye belatedly touched his neck and said to the figure in the distance with a gloomy face:

"Greed to kill! You deserve to die!"