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Chapter 162 Conquering this place is conquering fate
The door slowly opened in front of Su Heng, with air waves rolling and white mist surging.

But the scene inside did not remind Su Heng of a gloomy tomb. Instead, it looked more like a wide square.

There was a thick blue-black stone floor under my feet, and tall guards were lined up on the floor.

Each of these warriors is more than three meters tall and looks like a clay sculpture, but every detail on their bodies is lifelike.

They were lined up in neat rows, emitting a terrifying aura as powerful as a mountain.

Su Heng stepped forward into the square.

Above the dome is not a ceiling, but a thick, rolling bright yellow haze, from which the light radiates.

On both sides of the square stand huge dragon columns and screen walls, both carved from precious white marble.

At the end of the square are steps rising upwards, and on the steps is a magnificent vermilion palace.

Su Heng stopped.

His eyes inevitably fell on the screen walls.

A screen wall depicts a huge mountain, with a giant in armor standing on the mountain.

He was wearing grassland folk costumes, decorated with metal sequins and animal teeth, riding boots, and a long ritual scar on his face. His eyes were like those of a hawk, full of vigor.

There was a look in those eyes that Su Heng was familiar with, a hunger that could never be satisfied.

Some people need water and food to survive.

Some people need something else to live, blood, carnage and endless war.

There is also an inscription written in ink on this huge screen, which has not faded even after thousands of years - "This is the bow of the world. To conquer this place is to conquer nature."

"An Shelie doesn't seem to be a local." Su Heng looked at the clothes in the portrait and touched his chin.

He should have actually thought of it earlier. After all, the name Anshelie sounded a bit strange.

"He comes from the grasslands of Tarkas." An Ran appeared silently beside Su Heng, her eyes fell on another screen.

A golden sun shines into the sea of ​​​​Xuan, and the green water for thousands of miles reflects the fire lake.

The screen wall showed another landscape, equally magnificent, but without any human figures.

"Tarkas Prairie... I've never heard of this name." Su Heng pondered for a while, but failed to collect more information from these screen walls.

"Tartas, in the local language of Anshelie's hometown, is called 'Dragon Abyss'."

An Ran explained, "Legend has it that this is the burial place of a real dragon."

"If the dragon blood in Anshelie's body was really obtained from the grassland, then this legend is not groundless." Su Heng showed an interested look on his face. As for dragons, these creatures at the top, any information about them is extremely valuable.

The secret realm of "Sky in the Clouds" has attracted countless powerful people to fight for it with blood simply because Tyrannosaurus left his footprints there.

"If there are really dragon bones buried in the Tarkas grasslands, why have I never heard of it?"

"These are myths and legends that have been passed down for thousands of years. Who knows whether they are true or not? There are also rumors that Canglong Mountain is the incarnation of a real dragon, but so far it has not shown any magical features." An Ran explained, "Another point is that the Tarkas grassland is outside the borders of the empire."

The Great Zhou Dynasty was a dynasty with an extremely strong desire for expansion.

From its birth till now, thousands of years have passed.

The war never stops.

The reason why they were not incorporated into the dynasty's territory was mostly because the environment was too harsh, just like that of Skull Plain.

And An Ran's next words also confirmed that Su Heng was right.

"South of Jiangzhou is Liuzhou, and west of Liuzhou is Hunxi Mountain. If you want to reach the Tarkas Grassland, you must cross Hunxi Mountain. And Hunxi Mountain..." An Ran shook his head and explained, "Hunxi Mountain is a barren land of 800 miles, with no grass growing. If you want to cross this mountain, even if you have a copper head and an iron body, you will be boiled alive into juice."

"You seem to know a lot about these things." Su Heng said calmly.

"After An Shelie's death, the rest of the An family's descendants have thought about going to the grassland to explore the source of dragon blood. But so far, all attempts by several generations have ended in failure."

An Ran explained.

She followed Su Heng closely.

At this time, the two of them were walking and talking, and they had already crossed the square and arrived at the bottom of the stairs.

On this ancient staircase, giants wearing golden armor held spears, their faces solemn and dignified, exuding a heavy aura like a mountain. They were defending their master, waiting for their king to defeat death and return.

Click!

An Ran stepped on something, making a noise.

The two men stopped at the same time and lowered their heads. A piece of broken bones suddenly appeared in front of Su Heng.

"Interesting..." Su Heng took a quick glance and determined that he had been dead for about three to five hundred years. The owner was quite powerful, and there were obvious martial arts mutations on his bones, and lines produced after secondary development.

"Has someone been here before us?" Su Heng asked in surprise.

"This……"

An Ran shook her head. "I can't say for sure about Changshengtian. Maybe I entered the tomb by chance."

"How did he die? There is no mechanism here."

An Ran's delicate brows furrowed deeply. These things were beyond her comprehension. She took a step back and came to the other side of Su Heng's body.

Looking down, I could see that the man's body was split into two parts, as if he had been dragged on the ground for some time. The death was extremely tragic, and I could see black marks left after the blood dried up.

"It's like being cut in half by a huge sharp blade." An Ran stuck out her tongue and suddenly realized something.

She raised her head blankly and looked at the giants in golden armor on the steps.

"No way!" An Ran swallowed stiffly.

The next moment, the giants moved.

boom!
It took them less than half a breath to recover and regain their full strength.

The golden blade in the giant's hand fell from the sky with a sharp and piercing sound, and smashed down on Anran's forehead.

Some inexplicable force blocked the surroundings.

Even though An Ran had mobilized all her strength, she was unable to break free from the blockade.

She could only stare with her eyes wide open, watching the golden blade rapidly enlarge in her sight until it occupied her entire field of vision.

Swish!
Suddenly, everything in front of me went dark.

The expected severe pain did not come.

Su Heng stretched out his huge hand like the sky in time and placed it on the chest of the golden-armored giant.

The force vibrates, and the muscles burst out like springs filled with power.

The three-meter-tall giant was wearing golden armor, and his size was almost the same as Su Heng's normal state.

But the power gap between the two is too great.

Su Heng seemed to just lightly stretch out his hand and push forward, but the giant was hit directly by a cannonball and was knocked down without any ability to resist.

He flew backwards heavily and hit the steps.

A huge dent appeared on the golden armor, almost pierced through.

But the giant didn't seem to have suffered any serious injuries. He struggled to get up from the ground with a teeth-grinding friction sound, and then more golden-armored giants woke up from their slumber on the steps.

"Interesting." Su Heng showed an interested look on his face.

Although it was just a casual attack, the power that erupted was enough to severely injure Tiangui, but it failed to cripple the giant.

Su Heng looked around.

There are a total of seventy-eight giants revived on the steps.

The giant who was just knocked away by Su Heng was the tallest. He had a red tassel on his head and the most gorgeous armor. He seemed to be the leader of this group of warriors.

"I remember." An Ran's face was pale, and it was unclear whether it was because of fear or because of excessive blood loss when the tomb was opened just now.

"These are the dragon guards who once followed Anshelie and made great military achievements. After Anshelie's defeat, these dragon guards also disappeared. I originally thought that they were destroyed by Taizu's army, or chose to retire to the countryside somewhere. I didn't expect that they were directly led by Anshelie into the tomb."

"It's been a thousand years, Anshelie has been dead, but the dragon guards he left behind are still here. This is incredible."

Su Heng looked at these giants with a hint of excitement on his face.

It wasn't because of the excitement of war.

Although these dragon guards were quite powerful, they still could not pose any threat to Su Heng.

It’s mainly their sturdy bodies and sophisticated armor and weapons that make them look like limited edition gilded figures to collectors.

Moreover, Su Heng really needs such powerful followers. After all, if any random person comes out to provoke him, Su Heng has to take action personally, which is really embarrassing.

"Be careful." An Ran didn't know why Su Heng suddenly became excited.

She rubbed her cheek and dutifully reminded, "These dragon guards are endowed with dragon blood, so they are very powerful. Moreover, they share the same mindset and move in unison. Even if an ordinary Tiangui strongman rushes into their camp, he will be chopped into fine pieces and mixed with a large bowl of noodles."

"Anshelie used dragon blood to control you?"

Su Heng naturally thought, "His era has ended. Bow down to me. When I kill Anshelie, I will set you free."

"He didn't force us." The leader of the Dragon Guards pointed his weapon at Su Heng, and the remaining Dragon Guards surrounded Su Heng in a circle.

"He is the Dragon King, the conqueror of conquerors, and we are his blood relatives."

The leader of the Dragon Guards spoke calmly, "Give us all that we can give, and serve us all that we can serve. One life, one hundred lives, one thousand lives, we will give as much as he wants."

"He is indeed a monarch worth following." Su Heng laughed, and then said with some regret, "In this case, I can only grant you death."

"my pleasure."

Roar!
As soon as the Dragon Guard leader finished speaking, Su Heng roared.

A large cloud of black smoke exploded from his body, and the vast power like the ocean was like a black wave, instantly covering the entire mausoleum.

And in the black smoke that obscured everything.

Su Heng's eyes turned red, and his arms transformed into ferocious dragon claws, and he pounced forward.

(End of this chapter)