Chapter 95 Taiwu Mining District

  The world gave birth to me and raised me, but it cannot accommodate me.

  Ten years have passed, and my youth has retreated. I will reclaim everything that once belonged to me, and devour all that you have occupied.

  Now ten years have passed, and the mountains and rivers are flying. I brought three killings and nine evils, and dyed that city full of white bones and ten miles of yellow earth red.

  Now I'm back, and I'll expose everything that happened that day for you all to see.

  Look at the heaven crying, look at the mountains and rivers laughing.

  Look at this world where people devour each other and blood splatters everywhere.

  And I am destined to be the one who brings order to a chaotic world, the king of a turbulent era.

  Preface of this volume

  "Run, run, run!" Du Yang dragged Tang Yan forward, pulling him in a mad dash towards the border. The mercenaries behind them had been hesitant at first, worried that it might be some kind of trap, but seeing their desperate footsteps, they finally stopped hesitating and chased after them with all speed, like bloodthirsty wolves.

  The black girl climbed from Tang Yan's body onto Du Yang's body, lightening his weight and continuing to be vigilant behind.

  As the mercenaries behind them drew closer and closer, the two of them grew more and more anxious in their hearts, but they were powerless to do anything about it. They could only grit their teeth and continue to encourage each other. Tang Yan had reached his limit, occasionally falling to the ground, and Du Yang finally bit his teeth and carried him on his back, stumbling forward with uncertain steps.

  "Let me go, I can make it on my own!"

  "Shut up and stop being so pretentious! If I really couldn't move anymore, I'd definitely ditch you, no need for you to remind me!"

  "You scoundrel!"

  "You stubborn old man!"

  Ten paces away, there was a towering green rock that pierced the sky, with five robust large characters written on it - Delos Empire!

  The border is just ahead!

  Du Yang didn't hesitate and gritted his teeth as he charged forward.

  The mercenaries had no concept of country and would not care about these things, chasing them all the way.

  Ding ding ding!

  A crisp bell sound echoed in the distance, accompanied by intermittent shouts and whip cracks. It was a massive army of several thousand people, stretching for hundreds of meters, slowly moving forward.

  "Help! Help! Save me!!" Du Yang shouted with all his might, trying to get the attention of that team.

  "Huh? What's that?" One of the mercenaries in pursuit suddenly exclaimed, stopping in his tracks to gaze at the long procession.

  "Look at that flag, it seems to be a golden eagle!"

  "Golden Eagle?" Many people's faces changed color and they stopped chasing one after another.

  "Could it be... Oh heavens, escape!!" The mercenaries were like they had seen a plague god, and didn't even bother with Tang Yan and Du Yang in front of them. They turned their heads and fled in panic, even faster than before. It was as if being half a step slower would mean certain death.

  Du Yang didn't know what was happening behind him, and with his last breath, he struggled to rush towards the team in front of him.

  This is an extremely large team, the front section of which consists of three luxurious giant chariots, each pulled by four earth dragons, with two warriors wearing crimson cloaks riding on each dragon's back. The atmosphere is majestic and intimidating, with piercing gazes like knives. A large number of warriors wearing golden armor are scattered on both sides, also emitting an awe-inspiring aura.

  "This..." Du Yang was left speechless by the luxurious scene before his eyes.

  Tang Yan struggled to get up, grasped the ancient war sword, propped himself on the ground, barely maintaining his balance. He stared at the team in front of him with equal astonishment. Even if it were a royal procession, it wouldn't be more luxurious than this! These outfits are... too gaudy!!

  "Huh?" A golden-armored warrior noticed the ancient war sword in Tang Yan's hand and rode his Thunderhorn Warhorse towards them.

  Golden armor shines brightly, and the thunder-horned war horse is even more majestic and powerful!

  "This adult, hello, we just passed by and encountered some trouble..." Tang Yan originally wanted to explain being chased by mercenaries, but when he turned back to look, there was no longer a single mercenary in sight.

  Where have they all gone?

  "What's in your hand?" The golden armored warrior had a stern face like a knife cut, his voice was thick and cold.

  "My weapon." Tang Yan noticed the scorching heat in this person's eyes and thought it was ominous.

  "Bring it over." The golden armored warrior had an unmistakable weapon.

  "Sorry, this belongs to someone else, it's mine!" Tang Yan furrowed his brow, gripped the ancient war knife tightly and took two steps back.

  "I'm not negotiating, I'm commanding, bring it over!" The golden armored warrior suddenly pulled the reins, and the Thunderhorn Warhorse reared up on its hind legs, letting out a lion-like roar. The golden armored warrior directly reached out to grab the ancient war sword.

  Tang Yan's heart was filled with anger, and in that instant, his gaze suddenly turned cold. A golden giant disc burst forth with a loud hum, expanding rapidly as it exploded violently, sending the Golden Armored Warrior flying out of the way.

  Due to the Soul-Sealing effect of the Soul-Sealing Stamp, both men and horses fell to the ground in a daze.

  "Huh? You old thing looking for death?!" A series of clanging sounds rang out, and the ten Golden Armored Warriors nearby all drew their swords in alarm.

  "What's going on outside? What happened?" A cold and lazy female voice came from the middle-aged car.

  "Reporting to the master, a small unexpected event, will be resolved soon." A golden armored warrior wearing a red robe walked over, opening up the crowd and gazing coldly at Tang Yan.

  "Just now I'm sorry, I was just protecting my own things." Tang Yan secretly felt a chill, the person in front of him shouldn't be Wu Zong, his aura was overwhelming, far surpassing other Golden Armor Warriors.

  "Are you a martial artist? A Wu Zong?" The red-robed man's gaze was like a sharp spear, seeing through Tang Yan's true nature at a glance.

  "It's just a misunderstanding, we didn't mean to disturb you, goodbye." Tang Yan didn't want to have any more involvement with these people, and quietly made a hand gesture to Du Yang before turning around and leaving.

  Splash!

  Two chains broke through the air, Tang Yan and Du Yang's faces changed, but they couldn't dodge in time, and were immediately wrapped around their throats.

  "What are you doing!!" The two men struggled and roared in anger.

  "Since you're here, stay then. We'll treat you with great hospitality." The two golden-armored warriors sneered coldly and pulled the chains, suddenly flinging them around, binding the two people together tightly.

  Tang Yan's ancient war knife slipped out of his hand and landed right in the hands of the red-robed man.

  "Hmm? This sword..." The man in red robes grasped it with all his might, a fierce aura sweeping through his entire body, and an unstoppable battle intent surged forth from his chest.

  "That's my knife!!" Tang Yan furiously roared.

  "It's over now!" Two golden-armored warriors dragged Tang Yan and Du Yang away with chains.

  "My lord, I've picked up a treasure." The red-robed man smiled slightly and bowed his head towards the carriage.

  "Come in." The soft and gentle voice inside was enchanting, with a mesmerizing charm. The red-robed man's smile deepened, he adjusted his attire slightly, and bowed as he entered the carriage.

  "Return my battle sword, you bandits!!" Tang Yan cursed loudly, but was met with wave after wave of mocking laughter.

  They were dragged to the back of the team like livestock, and Tang Yan and Du Yang finally discovered the problem. The front was luxurious and extravagant, but the back was actually... actually a car full of people, or rather, slaves locked in iron cages!

  Is this a slave trading party?!

  "These are two martial monks, give them the treatment they deserve." The golden-armored warrior handed them over to two burly men who were over two meters tall. The two men bowed respectfully and roughly grabbed them, hanging hundreds of kilograms of iron clamps on their feet and hands.

  A loud crash, Tang Yan and Du Yang knelt heavily on the ground. They had long since exhausted their strength and could not support this iron cone at all.

  "With this little strength, you dare to resist? Spit!!" The two sturdy men disdainfully spat out saliva, pinched their necks, but struggled and were forcibly stuffed into the adjacent high-strength steel cage, and then locked with iron chains on the high-strength steel pillar of the cage.

  Tang Yan and Du Yang struggled for a long time, but all they got was a series of whip lashes, which made their skin crack and bleed. Both of them were not reckless people, after struggling in vain, they slowly calmed down.

  The cage was very spacious, with only one burly man inside, who seemed to have been brutally beaten, kneeling on the iron plate, his hands hooked and hanging from the iron pillar, bright red blood dripping down along the chain.

  "Calm down, calm down." Tang Yan muttered to himself, forcing himself to calm down. Du Yang had lost all his strength and was leaning back there, in a semi-conscious state.

  Out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's lair!

  Tang Yan slowly calmed down, using the Undying Heavenly Art to recover his energy. He quietly adjusted his breath and comforted himself, thinking that he had finally escaped the Great Zhou Empire and wouldn't fall into Zhou Ling Wang's hands again. Although he had become a slave in a daze, at least his life was not in danger. If he could endure it patiently, he should be able to find an opportunity to escape.

  The convoy moved forward slowly, with burly men holding iron whips standing guard in all directions.

  "Tang Yan, calm down, calm down!!" Tang Yan reminded himself while observing the iron cages in front of and behind him, where all sorts of people were being held, men and women, young and old, with every person's eyes dull and lifeless, their faces filled with despair and desolation.

  Apart from Tang Yan's side with a few cages having fewer people, all the other cages were packed to the brim.

  The convoy stretched for nearly a thousand meters, with hundreds of cages, each containing about ten people. This procession had several thousand slaves!!

  What are they going to do? What's the point of catching so many slaves?

  "Excuse me, friend, may I ask a question?" Tang Yan asked the sturdy man beside him.

  Zhuang Han slightly shook, let out a faint moan, and after a while, slowly lifted his head. His hair, stained with blood, stuck to his face, making it impossible to see his features clearly. His somewhat reddened eyes stared fixedly at Tang Yan.

  "Where is this team going?"

  "Triangle territory." The robust man's voice was extremely hoarse, disguising his weakness and pain.

  "San Jiao Domain?" Tang Yan couldn't recall this name, but the drowsy Du Yang beside him trembled slightly, his pupils suddenly gathering into a needle point, as if he had thought of something terrifying.

  "Triangle domain." The strong man repeated again, lowering his head once more, a faint painful moan escaping between his breaths.

  "Sanjiaodu, Taiwu Mining Area? Is this a team of mining slaves?! Du Yang's voice was trembling slightly."

  "Taiwu Mining Area? Do you know?" Tang Yan was surprised at Du Yang's reaction.

  "I had heard before that it was the mining area of the Delos Empire, or even the source of minerals for all three empires in the south. There are ten major mines there, each covering an area of nearly a thousand miles, vast and boundless. Legend has it that this mine has been passed down since ancient times, starting from the establishment of the Delos Empire, and has continued to be excavated until now, for a full two thousand years!"

  "Digging for two thousand years?" Tang Yan's mind was shocked.

  "It has been excavating non-stop. It is the source of minerals for the entire southern border region of the continent, constantly transporting to various empires, even through the endless mountains, into the central plains. The ten major mines in the Taiwu Mining Area have each been excavated for over 2,000 years, with many places having dug nearly 20,000 meters! Due to its vast area and rich mineral resources, it consumes a huge number of slaves every year, but even so, it still cannot satisfy the appetites of those mine owners, because... death accompanies them every moment, every moment there are slaves dying from overwork or falling into the abyss, smashing their bodies to pieces."

  Tang Yan was silent for a long time, and finally, a few strands of despair grew in his heart! It can be imagined how bad the environment is there, accompanied by what kind of danger, once entered, how to escape?!

  Du Yang closed his eyes and let out a long sigh: "Old Big Brother, we... are done for..."

  PS: Keep exploding! Brothers and sisters, let's go with flowers!