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Chapter 127 Hong family’s secret treasure, the Eight-armed Dragon King!
"There is an underground palace in the Hong family's earthen fortress, which contains a secret passage leading to the outside world and the Hong family's most core secrets and inheritance."

The rat-like elder is named Hong Tong.

He was already frightened by the thundering move just now.

Before Su Heng opened his mouth to ask, Hong Tong trembled and told him everything he knew.

"Hong Jiuxiang said he was visiting an old friend, but he must have discovered the clues long ago and secretly prepared to run away! I am more than 90% sure that he is now in the underground palace and wants to escape in the chaos!"

Hong Tong gritted his teeth.

They were treated as abandoned pawns without any knowledge.

Hong Tong was also filled with resentment, but he had no psychological burden at all for betraying his master.

"Underground Palace?" Su Heng stretched out his hand and picked up the guy like a dog. He just spat out two words coldly, "Lead the way!"

Hong Tong originally wanted to take the opportunity to make a request, but his eyes caught a glimpse of Su Heng's expressionless face.

The courage that I had finally mustered disappeared into the gutter in an instant.

He landed on the ground with a loyal and flattering expression, "Sir, please come this way..."

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"Dad, why did you bring me here?"

In a dark corridor deep in the underground palace, Hong Jiuxiang held a torch in one hand and strode forward with an expressionless face.

Hong Dingtian followed closely behind, with a puzzled look on his face, "I was drinking with the brothers of the Song family, and they suddenly called me out. I'm afraid my friends will talk about me behind my back."

"They won't gossip about you behind your back." Hong Jiuxiang stopped, glanced at him and replied coldly.

"You mean to say that I'm good at judging people, and all my friends are true gentlemen?" Hong Dingtian showed a smug smile on his face, and his steps seemed a little lighter.

Hong Dingtian values ​​friendship the most.

If someone praises him directly, he may not react.

Because he has been so outstanding since he was a child, he has heard so many similar compliments that his ears are almost callused.

But if someone praises the good friends he has made, Hong Dingtian will feel happy from the bottom of his heart.

It is especially great to hear this compliment coming from my always serious father.

Unfortunately.

This time Hong Dingtian obviously misunderstood.

"Humph!" Hong Jiuxiang sneered, "Of course a dead person won't gossip about others behind their backs."

"Father...what do you mean?" The smile on Hong Dingtian's face faded.

"We lost this time."

"Defeated?" Hong Dingtian asked in surprise, "Didn't we kill Li Daoxuan?"

"But the Demon Suppression Division doesn't just have Li Daoxuan, there's also a stronger Su Heng." Recalling the contents of the letter, Hong Jiuxiang's heart was trembling, "The two demon kings, Manniu and Qingling, and the two idiots, Ximen Xing and Zhou Baitong, are all dead."

"The other three are fine, but the Green Spirit Demon King... even if I want to defeat her, it won't be easy."

"What's more, the Green Spirit Demon King's talent is to control the wind and grow wings on his back, but he couldn't even escape from this man's hands."

"This shows that this person's strength has already crushed the opponent."

"So much so that the Green Spirit Demon King died before he could even react during the battle."

"Li Daoxuan and I have been fighting for a hundred years. I never expected that at the last step, there would be such a variable." At this point, even a man as well-mannered as Hong Jiuxiang couldn't help but sigh. In an instant, he seemed to have aged ten years. "It's time and fate."

"Father, this is all your speculation." Hong Dingtian comforted him, "Maybe the Demon Suppression Division has set up some trap."

"No matter what happens, you must think of the worst possible scenario." Hong Jiuxiang said, "This is the last principle your father will teach you."

He placed the torch on the stone wall beside him.

He reached out and groped, pushing forward.

Rumble!
The stone door at the end of the corridor made a sound and slowly fell down, and a strong wind blew in from the secret room.

Hong Dingtian was still digesting the news his father had just revealed. Su Heng had killed his brother Hong Wendao, so he was naturally impressed. But in the blink of an eye, in just over a month, he had grown to this point, which was still difficult for him to accept, or even understand.

"Haven't you always wanted to know what's hidden in this secret room?" Hong Jiuxiang's voice came again, "Now I'll tell you the answer."

Hong Dingtian followed closely.

in the secret room.

There were no oil lamps or torches, but it didn't seem dark.

This is because there is a prismatic crystal displayed on a stone platform in the middle.

The prismatic crystals have a metallic texture, but emit a dark red light that dispels the darkness and causes the temperature of the surroundings to rise significantly.

Looking around, the small secret room was empty.

The weapons rack in front displayed old weapons, secret techniques, and ancient and dusty armor.

Under the armor is a small box.

Hong Jiuxiang half-knelt on the ground, reached out and touched it gently, then opened the box.

Inside was a well-preserved book. The words and patterns on it were embroidered with special silk, which would not fade even after being preserved for hundreds or thousands of years.

"This is..." Hong Dingtian took the book, flipped through it with the help of the firelight, and frowned deeply.

"This looks like a treasure map of a tomb. Is it the tomb of the Hong family's ancestor?" Hong Dingtian exclaimed.

The ancestor of the Hong family, Hong Youquan.

He was a general who made great contributions during the founding period of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The family lineage has been passed down for thousands of years. Before the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Hong Youquan was a powerful local tyrant and a descendant of a wealthy family. Therefore, the history of the Hong family can be traced back. However, the relevant records have become very vague.

"There's no reason to put the things left by our ancestors in the tomb." Hong Jiuxiang shook his head and explained, "This book records the tomb of the Eight-Armed Dragon King Anshelie!"

"What!?"

Upon hearing this man's name, Hong Dingtian's whole body was shocked.

His eyes widened with an expression of disbelief, and he almost dropped the book.

"Eight-armed Dragon King Anshelie! The peerless warrior who was born with dragon blood, the invincible overlord who repeatedly forced Zhou Taizu into desperate situations!?" Hong Dingtian was like seeing a ghost, "How come his tomb is recorded to be in our house?"

"The ancestor of my Hong family was once one of Anshelie's eighteen adopted sons."

Hong Jiuxiang said, "In the battle of Jiuliancheng, it was he who led his troops to open the city gates and surrender the city. This was how Emperor Taizu of Zhou secured victory."

"So that's how it is..." Hong Dingtian nodded slowly.

This is certainly not a glorious thing, no wonder even he had never heard of it.

"Since the location of Anshelie's tomb is known, why didn't my Hong family ancestors explore it, but waited until now to hand over this secret book to me?" Hong Dingtian was puzzled.

"Of course our ancestors of the Hong family have explored it, and even explored it for hundreds of years. But in the end they returned empty-handed and lost a lot of manpower." Hong Jiuxiang explained, "Later, some people studied the direction of the nearby earth veins and determined that the tomb was buried in the gap between the real world and Changshengtian. Only when Changshengtian revives to a certain extent can the tomb see the light of day again."

"You take this secret book with you and try to obtain the inheritance of Dragon King Anshelie. If you are confident enough, come back to avenge me. If not, fly away and become a knight-errant, and never come back to Baihua County." Hong Jiuxiang sighed.

"I..." Hong Dingtian never expected this.

I was drinking and eating meat with my brothers just now, and in the blink of an eye, I reached the stage of life and death separation.

"You are great." Hong Jiuxiang smiled and patted his shoulder. "I never praised you in the past because I was afraid that you would be too proud. But if I don't say this now, I'm afraid I won't have the chance again in the future."

"Father, why don't you leave with me!?" Hong Dingtian's eyes turned red and he reached out to grab Hong Jiuxiang's arm.

"Everything I have is here, and I can't let it go."

Hong Jiuxiang shook his head and looked at the dark red prismatic crystal in the center of the secret room. "Besides, I want to try and see if I can kill him."

"Is this what the demon from the Corpse Mountain gave you?"

Hong Dingtian recalled that not long ago, a mysterious demon from the mountain of corpses had visited the Hong family.

It was also because of the lobbying of that demon that the aristocratic families and the Heavenly Demon Alliance were able to let down their guard to a certain extent and reach cooperation with each other.

"Yes!" Hong Jiuxiang nodded, "Let's go quickly. Don't be so nagging. That person may come to our door at any time."

Boom!

Another secret passage opened.

Hong Dingtian carefully put the secret book into his arms, held back his tears, and turned away.

"Su Heng... I want to see what you are capable of." After watching Hong Dingtian leave, Hong Jiuxiang took the prismatic crystal on the stone platform in his hand and pressed it against his chest.

He first closed his eyes, then opened them.

The veins all over his body tensed up in an instant, his fascia turned black, his teeth were clenched, and his face was twisted and hideous.

laugh!
He exerted force on his arm and pressed downward.

The crystal suddenly burst into a blazing light, emitted thick smoke, and a hissing sound of burning flesh was heard.

Hong Jiuxiang's eyes were bloodshot, he opened his mouth wide, raised his head and let out a painful howl that was not like a human voice. At the same time, flame patterns covered his entire body. His aura also erupted like a volcano, booming and rapidly rising to the extreme.

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boom!
The bloody and chaotic Hong family earthen fortress.

Elder Zhao Zongwu, who had regained his sanity, knocked the elder of the family in front of him to the ground with a punch of his left arm, and the bronze mace in his right hand fell like lightning.

puff!

Before the elder could even stand up, his head exploded.

It was torn into pieces, with blood and brain matter splattered everywhere.

Eliminate the last enemy.

Zhao Zongwu did not go to another battlefield to continue fighting, but instead kept his eyes on a dry locust tree.

The originally bright sunlight gradually distorted and the atmosphere became gloomy.

A beautiful girl in red with fair skin appeared under the locust tree. Her long black hair was hanging down in a mess, and there was a look of surprise on her delicate features.

"Master Zhao, I sense a strong aura quietly moving away from the battlefield."

"Ok?"

Zhao Zongwu frowned slightly, "Hong Jiuxiang?"

"No, it's not Hong Jiuxiang, that man is very young." Li Hongxiu's black and white eyes suddenly widened, "It's Hong Dingtian!"

(End of this chapter)