As for that broken leg, it wasn’t the clan mbers of the Desolate Beast Empire who broke it, but rather it was snapped during the sea storm.
During this ti, the severe injuries sustained in the sea storm have never healed properly; the reason is simple, there’s no ti and no healing pills.
Ti, because the slave master is constantly watching, forcing Ning Chaotian to open mountains and quarry stones, not allowing a single mont of respite.
As for lacking healing pills, it’s because even the space ring was lost in the sea storm.
At this mont.
Xiao Qing is very tense, hiding within an air rift.
Her beautiful eyes are fixed intently on Roc Mountain below.
Dare not to breathe heavily. Below, the scene of ten thousand slaves mining together is truly shocking.
"Even those slave masters have reached the level of Heavenly Martial Realm in their realms, not to ntion their Beast Clan, which inherently has much stronger combat ability than human Martial Arts Practitioners of the sa level."
Xiao Qing murmured to herself, on Roc Mountain, there are over 300 slave masters, which ans over 300 Heavenly Martial Realm beast clansn, Xiao Qing is sure that even if she exposed herself in True Martial Realm, she would be besieged and killed by these 300 beast clansn in seconds, not to ntion, there’s the Peng Mountain Master, a young mber of the Ancient Golden Peng Clan, existing at the True Martial Realm Peak Stage, very strong, and even if these slave masters and the Peng Mountain Master are nothing, what about the Ancient Golden Peng Clan behind them?
Xiao Qing even lowered the rhythm of her breathing.
Relying on the strongest concealnt thod in the Empress’ mory, cautiously hiding.
Very nervous.
Suddenly.
"Old thing!!! Still pretending!"
Below, on Roc Mountain, in front of a huge rock, a fierce shout echoed out, yet she saw a Green Rhinoceros Horned Bull clansman, with a grim face, raising the Xuantie Whip in his hand, and lashing it towards the human elder before him.
That human elder was Ning Chaotian.
Just now, Ning Chaotian was really too exhausted, barely able to stand, propping himself on the huge rock in front, wanting to catch his breath, unexpectedly...
"Snap..."
The Xuantie Whip cruelly struck Ning Chaotian’s chest and neck, even scraping his face, instantly leaving his chest and neck a bloody ss, the scars brutally glaring, pulled by inverted hooks to expose pale bones, while the facial wounds were deep to the bone.
Even, one of Ning Chaotian’s ribs snapped.
Ning Chaotian was in so much pain, he nearly bit his teeth off, yet he lowered his head, silent.
He cannot die.
At least not die without reason.
If he died, how could he avenge these beastly creatures???
If he died, how could he avenge that woman???
There has always been a belief to stay alive in his heart sustaining him, otherwise, through these days of tornt, he would have long given up and committed suicide.
"Hah..."
Ning Chaotian bent over, grabbed the gigantic tal hamr before him, raising it fiercely, and smashed it towards the huge stone.
The hamr was heavy, weighing over a hundred thousand pounds, made of special tal material, Ning Chaotian’s strength, using this hamr, was not difficult, yet his injuries were severe, so now using this hamr, with each strike, he was shaken into vomiting blood, as if his hand bones were about to break.
"This is better, you human old bastard, I’m standing right here watching you today, dare to slack even a little, I’ll tear apart your old bones today!"
The Green Rhinoceros Horned Bull clansman sneered grimly, extrely delighted, shouting loudly, his voice reverberated like a bull’s, even spitting a mouthful of saliva onto Ning Chaotian’s face, wantonly.
Ning Chaotian’s eyes turned bloodshot, but still, he lowered his head, hands gripping the hamr shaft, swinging it with full strength.
Each swing left his hands bleeding profusely from the impact.
"Use your strength!!! Didn’t eat, huh?! Truly a cheap bone, insisting that I whip you whip by whip before you exert effort?"
Yet that Green Rhinoceros Horned Bull clansman remained dissatisfied, snorting coldly, speaking, still raising the Xuantie Whip, as if the next mont it’d fall again.
In the distance, other beast clansn slave masters couldn’t help but laugh mockingly: "Xi Teng, you’re tornting this human old man again, truly knows how to flatter!"
As it turned out, this Green Rhinoceros Horned Bull clansman was nad Xi Teng.
Why say Xi Teng is flattering?
Because, it is widely known, the current Peng Mountain Master, Young Master Jin Yan, harbors deep resentnt towards humans!
Rumor has it that Jin Yan’s mother was human, and due to his mother being human, he was despised by the Ancient Golden Peng Clan, even spurned by his own half-siblings and biological father, thinking his bloodline wasn’t pure Ancient Golden Peng.
Therefore, he resented his mother, for being human?
Thus, he further hated humans.
During Peng Mountain Master Jin Yan’s reign over these thousands of years, an incomplete statistic shows directly or indirectly, over ten thousand human captive miners have died at his hands.
Mind you, human slave miners on Roc Mountain were very rare to begin with.
"Puff!"
At this mont, Ning Chaotian suddenly spat out another big mouthful of blood.
Really reached the limit.
Even, a dizzy spell, collapsed on the ground, although not passed out, but his body was utterly powerless, vitality starting to fade. Up above.
Xiao Qing kept gritting her teeth!!!
Silently watching below.
Her face pale, unsightly, anxious, hesitant...
At this mont, almost decided firmly.
She knew, if she impulsively rushed down to save, the probability of success was low, instead, she’d lose her life.
So even when Ning Chaotian was humiliated, whipped before, she quietly watched, endured, remained calm, didn’t send herself to death.
But at this mont, Ning Chaotian already can’t take it, almost dying.
If she doesn’t stand up now, even if Ye Tian arrives later, it’ll be too late!
"Old bastard, still pretending!!! Do you really want to whip you to death whip by whip? Damn old bastard!"
At the sa instant, Xi Teng’s face flushed red, turning brutal, raising the Xuantie Whip in his hand, roaring angrily.
He was agitated because, from afar, he saw Young Master Jin Yan approaching, naturally wanted to impress, how to impress? Obviously, whipping this human old bastard to death! "Hiss..."
Out of desire to impress, also out of excitent, Xi Teng’s strength now pushed to the limit, even partial true form started to reveal.
The muscular arm, thick beyond compare, muscles writhing, showing a swaying purple-green color, seemingly about to revert into bull form again.
Terrorizing power infused the Xuantie Whip, its piercing sound erupting explosively, with the force of death, lashing towards Ning Chaotian from above like Death God’s scythe.
Ning Chaotian already felt death approaching, although internally a trendous, strong will to survive, instinctively wanting to dodge this whip.
But alas, he truly had not a trace of strength left, injuries too severe, and the speed of this whip was too fast.
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