Chapter 843: Hellhound and the Thirteen Armors

Not every affection receives a response, and not every effort receives a reward.

But that doesn't matter.

Many years later, when you look back suddenly, you'll realize that everything was actually the best arrangement.

As for Ye Qingran, she may not know Xuan Yuan Luo's thoughts, or she may have known them long ago.

Glancing at the many outstanding men and women around, Ye Qingran felt rather emotional inside.

Lu Yunfeng, Xuan Yuan Luo, Feng Yi, Ling Shaoyang, Xia Zhimeng, Qin Feixue, Qin Zixie, Duan Yu, Gu Wuyou, Hong Wu...

Of course there are also Han Xing Leng Yue, Bai Bing, and Fu Er and Fu San.

These people, whether in looks or innate strength, are among the most outstanding on the Xuanmiao Continent.

"As the saying goes, 'Rich water does not flow to outsiders' fields; you can see if anyone nearby suits you, and remember to strike first."

When those words were spoken, everyone showed a shy expression.

Young men and women blush when love is mentioned.

This stretch of passage wasn't that long; they soon reached the end, and upon exiting, the group arrived at a huge circular tomb chamber.

"This should be the core of the Demon God Relic, right?"

Someone guessed.

However, this circular tomb chamber, though large, was also very open, giving a desolate feeling.

"Huh? That wall seems to have vanished!"

Someone shouted, and everyone looked toward the center of the chamber, discovering the wall was truly gone, leaving an unobstructed passage.

People on both sides began to mingle, and suddenly they were back to the moment they first entered the Demon God Relic.

"By the way, whose Demon God tomb is this relic?"

Someone asked.

Although the story goes that this is a Demon God Relic, no one truly knows which Demon God it belongs to.

"Regardless of which Demon God it belongs to, as long as there are treasures, that's enough!"

Many people aren't concerned with the relic's origin. They care more about whether they can reap as many benefits as possible from it.

The reason the Demon God Relic attracts so many is, of course, that it surely contains treasures.

Getting even one item is a windfall for them.

"Mother, I'll tell you quietly, this is Demon God Taiyi's divine tomb!"

Xiao Hu whispered mysteriously into Ye Qingran's ear.

Demon God Taiyi?

"I heard it from the Great Demons, but it's a secret; I can't tell anyone else."

"But you told me," Ye Qingran said with a laugh.

"It's fine, because you're my Mother; as long as you don't tell others, it's okay."

She also promised, "Don't worry, Mother won't tell anyone."

However, the name Demon God Taiyi left her momentarily dazed.

Historical records of Demon God Taiyi are scarce; all that is known is that he was the greatest Demon God of the ancient Demon Race, with unparalleled power and a peerless handsome appearance.

Yet, the more glorious his life, the faster he vanished without a trace.

It is said he fell in his youth.

Regarding the cause of Demon God Taiyi's fall, rumors abound; some say he fell out of love for Kong Sang Da Di.

Of course, the truth has long been buried under history's dust; no one knows what truly happened then.

The group searched the massive tomb chamber, nearly turning it upside down, yet found nothing in the end.

"What a damn Demon God Relic? Nothing at all! Cleaner than my face!"

Someone couldn't help but complain.

Other relics, especially the tombs of great figures, inevitably contain many burial treasures.

But the Demon God Relic was completely empty; not even a common item, let alone treasure, which left many deeply disappointed.

Yet Ye Qingran was not fooled by the superficial sight. Since it is Demon God Taiyi's divine tomb, it couldn't be that simple.

Nearby, Bai Zichuan kept watching Ye Qingran.

Having experienced it before, he no longer cared about the disappearance of the transparent wall.

Ye Qingran was more capable than he imagined; she could indeed use herself to unravel the Demon God Relic's secret.

Therefore, no matter how frantic the others became, he kept his arms crossed over his chest, intending to reap the benefits without effort.

This tomb chamber was circular, its floor of obsidian, and aside from two doorways, there were no other exits.

"Xiao Hu, has the Demon Flute given you any information?"

Xiao Hu blinked, "Not yet; I'll ask it."

Saying that, Xiao Hu closed her eyes.

A few seconds later, Xiao Hu opened her eyes, exclaiming, "Mother, there's a big dog!"

What?

"Big dog?"

"Yes, the Demon Flute said there's a big dog!"

Ye Qingran was completely bewildered.

Where did that big dog come from in this tomb chamber?

"Where is the big dog?"

Xiao Hu glanced around, pointed to the center of the chamber, and said, "There."

However, there was nothing there.

That frightened Leng Yue and the few people standing beside her quite a bit.

"Miss, Xiao Hu couldn't possibly..." A ghost, perhaps?

Ye Qingran glared at them irritably, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Ye Qingran didn't doubt Xiao Hu's words. Since the Magic Flute had told Xiao Hu this information, it should be true; as for where the big dog is, she'll go and take a look.

She told Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen to stay where they were, and she herself headed toward the center of the tomb.

Clack~

When she reached the exact center of the tomb, she seemed to step on a mechanism, emitting a faint sound, and then, with her as the center, a huge area around her began to rotate!

Those standing within this area were frightened and quickly stepped aside.

To their surprise, the once-unified obsidian cracked open, and a massive circular platform slowly rose upward; at the same time, twelve small circular platforms appeared on the circular platform.

"Mother, come down quickly, the big dog will bite you!"

Ye Qingran nodded and immediately withdrew.

In the instant after she left, a platform over a yard in diameter appeared beneath her feet.

On the twelve small battle platforms surrounding her, a dark-colored light rose slowly from the ground, simultaneously coalescing into identical shapes!

"What is that?!"

Everyone's gaze froze.

Whatever it was, an inexplicable ominous feeling rose in their hearts.

After a dozen breaths, the shapes formed by those dark lights finally took shape; when the onlookers focused, they saw, astonishingly, a hanging set of armor and a stone-carved big dog.

"This is... Hellhound!"

Ye Qingran recognized at a glance that those twelve identical big dogs were indeed the beasts known as Hellhounds, the most ferocious canines.

Seeing the twelve pieces of armor and the twelve stone-carved dogs, the crowd was surprised yet let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, they were inanimate, posing no danger.

"Everyone, look! These armors are ancient relics, grab them quickly!"

Unclear who was so provoked, but indeed someone rushed toward the circular platform recklessly.

In those people's eyes flickered greedy glints, as if they wanted to claim all the armor for themselves.

But the armors seemed bound by some force; though they floated in the void, no matter how they tried to pry them, they wouldn't budge.

At this moment, the crystals embedded in the front of the armors suddenly emitted varied flashes of light.