[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-legend-of-dragon-son-in-law":3,"chapter-legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-2476":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Legend of Dragon Son-in-law",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1751006,2236,"Chapter 2474: The Sound of the Wind","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-2476",2476,"\u003Cp>\"Who has moved the Boundary Skystone?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The skeleton slowly stood up, the armor on it flickering in and out of sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me see which fool has come to this forbidden area, only to become my meal.\" Marcellus Lopez spread his arms, sensing everything around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, a sandstorm rose again within the Bloody Sweat Ridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless grains of sand gathered around him from all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside them lay every event that had occurred on the Bloody Sweat Ridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anything that has ever happened would leave a mark on the sand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All Marcellus Lopez needed to do was survey the sand, and he would know everything that had transpired here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Marcellus Lopez’s expression changed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw Julius Reed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He dares come back! Is he provoking me, or doubting me?\" Marcellus Lopez clenched his skeletal hand, and the sandstorm instantly dissipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To have moved the Boundary Skystone, it seems this man’s arrogance is uncontainable, even the heavens can’t tolerate it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His figure slowly faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he reappeared, he was already at the entrance where Trent Marsh had entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve been at the Bloody Sweat Ridge for hundreds of years, always curious about this cave entrance. Now it seems, there must be something hidden inside.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marcellus Lopez, wrapped in yellow sand, slowly walked into the cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed carried Knife Abernathy, dragging the Boundary Skystone, as he walked through the pitch-black cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the clues left in the Nine Provinces Map, he bypassed a few deceptive traps and successfully reached a large hall within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall was extremely spacious and magnificently decorated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless ever-burning lamps illuminated it, leaving no dark corners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Eye of God spread wide, and Julius Reed saw Trent Marsh standing within the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trent Marsh naturally didn’t completely trust Julius Reed and hence did not bring the Wolf Cavalry here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He arranged for the Wolf Cavalry’s safety and came alone, without even Mr. Springs by his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An exchange between him and Silvio Reed at the Gaochang Labyrinth had sowed doubts in Trent Marsh’s trust in Silvio Reed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He no longer trusted anyone, only relying on himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fourth Brother, I don’t know if you have deceived me.\" Trent Marsh walked to the inner hall, slowly circling a gold-etched dragon throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But all signs suggest you really have something to use.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat on the throne, observing everything below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trent Marsh closed his eyes, feeling what it was like when Silvio Reed sat there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The king’s position, everyone wishes to sit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this chair is not so easily seated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the chair lay countless bones and endless conspiracies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who finally sits above, cannot be a kind-hearted person, let alone a naïve fool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Understanding this principle, Trent Marsh’s suspicion of Silvio Reed deepened once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bloody Sweat Ridge was once Silvio Reed’s imperial horse farm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance’s unification, Silvio Reed often came here to hunt, to play.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall where Trent Marsh was now, was a palace built on the Bloody Sweat Ridge back then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A man who doesn’t care about anything, a person without desires, would he build such a luxurious hall?\" Trent Marsh asked himself, and the answer was naturally negative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone has their own desires.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trent Marsh’s desire was to replace Silvio Reed as the king of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evidently, the status of the First War God and the second highest in the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance no longer satisfied him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What about Silvio Reed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He must also have his own desires.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Silvio Reed, Julius Reed, neither of you are good people.\" Trent Marsh unfastened the wine flask from his waist, took a sip, and with a self-mocking smile said: \"Now, you want to use me as a tool? Then both your calculations will thoroughly fail.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood up, striding toward a door at the back of the inner hall, and pushed the gold-gilded door open!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside stood the dense ranks of guards from when Silvio Reed toured here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were dressed in black cloth, with a sun and moon embroidery on their clothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the exclusive symbol of the Great Holy Master’s Guards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any outfit sporting this emblem was under Silvio Reed’s sole command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, including Trent Marsh, who held military power, had no right to mobilize Silvio Reed’s guards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the one and only authority of the Great Holy Master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people in front were much like the previous Undead Tribe, all having been transformed by Silvio Reed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance was first established, they had unearthed many temple ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A portion of these was kept strictly confidential by Silvio Reed and other high-ranking members of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, to be used as wartime tools later on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Including the Nether Hall and the Divine Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The undead were their late-war machines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a few individuals were aware.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a participant back then, Trent Marsh on seeing these lifelike guards knew their origins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took out the Commander’s Seal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These guards stepped forward simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The past gradually surfaced in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The victory of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance had been inseparable from these war machines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the battlefield, warriors devoid of individual consciousness, knowing only to obey, were the most terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These war machines lacked thought or fear, possessing only formidable bodies and unlimited loyalty to the one who created them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the Commander’s Seal, no one but Silvio Reed could mobilize them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trent Marsh glanced at another door, walked over, pushed it open, finding the same number of guards inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You, guard here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had Trent Marsh spoken, than an anomaly rang out from behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned, staring at the passageway, squinting instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The road leading here was extremely concealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the way, lay numerous traps and bewilderment arrays.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To find this place was not easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention the constant risk of death along the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could a martial artist with exceptionally good luck have found this place?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet it didn’t quite sound right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the sound of the wind!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trent Marsh perked up his ears, listening closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A howling wind!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No doubt about it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Similar to the wind outside!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could there be wind inside the cave?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And upon listening carefully, there was also the sound of sand mixed in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instinctively, Trent Marsh thought of that creature in the Bloody Sweat Ridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You few, go guard the entrance.\" At Trent Marsh’s command, the foremost guards swiftly moved to stand at the doorway in a combat-ready posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the wind persisted, never blowing into the cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gradually, the wind ceased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fearing prolonged danger, Trent Marsh grabbed his knife, leading half the guards out of the inner hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other half remained behind the door, ready to be summoned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trent Marsh temporarily did not intend to dismiss them, after all, his trust in Silvio Reed had waned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The road from the inner hall to the great hall had only one route.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the way, Trent Marsh smelled the scent of prairie but saw no wind or sand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything seemed to have vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Could it be just a false alarm?\" His years of battle-hardened experience prevented him from dropping his guard, leading dozens of guards out to investigate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just after leaving the great hall, he saw a stone in the cave passage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s not the sound from outside the cave, how could it be here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Trent Marsh pondered, the sound of the wind suddenly 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