CHAPTER 538: CHAPTER 552: KILLING AND CONFISCATION

Mu Can simply couldn’t imagine that such an event had actually occurred back in the day.

It turns out the fundamental reason why the Supreme Interface had become what it was today was due to the so-called gods.

But what exactly were these gods? Even the old man Beiming couldn’t provide Mu Can with an answer.

Because everyone who had dealings with those gods back then had died.

Even their purpose for coming to the Supreme Interface was unknown to all.

It was only known that they definitely had a plot in mind when they came here, but for some unknown reason, the plan failed, and they all died here.

"It seems that the secrets hidden in the uninhabited zone are even more formidable than I had imagined," Mu Can felt a bit of a headache coming on.

This uninhabited zone was simply too mysterious, hiding who knows how many sub-spaces, and inhabited by who knows how many races.

Even many forces were hidden within the uninhabited zone, completely unknown to anyone.

And in Mu Can’s guess, there must have been other changes that had occurred within this uninhabited zone.

He had already noticed this when he crossed over to Huang Quan and saw King Yan.

At that time, King Yan seemed somewhat compelled when he spoke to him, and there were even things he did not dare to tell Mu Can.

"Don’t worry, if according to your words, there will be changes in the entire Supreme Interface after three hundred years, I guess many hidden forces will slowly come to light."

After thinking for a while, the old man Beiming spoke, despite his fierce appearance dressed in beast skin and carrying a White Bone Stick, he was also a person of intricate thoughts.

Otherwise, it would not have been possible for him, through mere brute strength, to help the Human Clan establish a footing in the Supreme Interface.

"Hmm, that’s good, but if all the myriad worlds were truly integrated back together, it’s hard to predict how great the changes would be."

Mu Can nodded his head, feeling that with his current power, dealing with these matters was a bit premature, but three hundred years would pass in the blink of an eye, and if he didn’t possess the power to protect those around him by then, it would certainly be a painful matter.

"Hmph, it seems that someone wants to overturn the heavens, just not sure how many of the old acquaintances from back then are still alive."

Old man Beiming looked at Mu Can and said; he actually hoped that those people from back then could all live safely.

Otherwise, in such a vast Supreme Interface, not only would there be no acquaintances, even having no enemies to speak of, life would be too boring.

After the lion’s head was roasted, the two of them sat down and began eating.

"Teacher, not gonna lie, this is really tasty, much better than ordinary roasted meat." The roasted lion’s head was indeed like a meatball, and even the bones seemed to have vanished from within.

"Of course, I’ve kicked out all the bones, this head is the essence of the entire Lion Clan."

Old man Beiming ate with delight, having not tasted this lion’s head for many years.

"No wonder, Teacher, you have a real appreciation for food," Mu Can gave a thumbs up; who would have thought the lion’s head could be prepared in such a method, even made to resemble the shape of a lion’s head in dishes, but this was roasted, making it that much more delicious.

"When you get used to it later, you’ll slowly learn to use various ingredients," old man Beiming said with satisfaction, the same old recipe, the same old flavor, not a bit of change.

"Delicious, delicious," Wang Cai sat beside them, holding a lion’s head in both hands, gnawing away until his mouth was dripping with grease.

"I still think dog meat tastes better, just not sure if there’s a Dog Clan in Beasts Valley."

Old man Beiming glanced at Wang Cai and said.

Feeling a sudden chill on his rump, Wang Cai hurriedly tucked his tail and hid beside Mu Can, knowing that he couldn’t afford to provoke this old man.

Can’t provoke him? I can still avoid him.

"Heh, in a bit I’ll take you around in Beasts Valley, you might even run into an acquaintance or two."

Old man Beiming ate the barbecued lion’s head feeling something was missing.

"Valley Master, just now, the Soul Jade Scroll of the Nine-Headed Lion Clan Leader shattered."

In the core area of Beasts Valley, a person in black hurriedly reported to the Valley Master.

The Nine-headed Lion, being one of the core races of Beasts Valley, even had a seat in the Elder Council.

"Hmm, this matter must be taken seriously; at this critical moment, Beasts Valley cannot afford any trouble. I will go out personally. Gather the thirty-two—"

The Valley Master of Beasts Valley thought for a moment and decided he had to go check out such a serious incident himself.

After old man Beiming and Mu Can finished eating the barbecued lion’s head, they released the Toad.

The Toad, upon seeing the corpse-strewn territory of the Nine-Headed Lion Clan, instantly widened its toad eyes at the carnage spread before it.

"What have you guys done?" The Toad felt his legs go weak - what kind of killing star had they brought upon Beasts Valley?

Just a moment ago in his own city, a massacre had taken place, all his Commanders had become meals for this old man.

And what was he seeing now? This was the territory of the Nine-Headed Lion Clan, and the Clan Leader’s strength was countless times more formidable than his.

"You guys are too bold; the Lion Clan Leader must not be here, otherwise, you wouldn’t have been able to break in so easily."

Mu Can and the old Beiming man were munching on roasted lion heads while watching a toad standing by their side, croaking incessantly.

"Little toad, what does the Lion Clan’s Clan Leader look like?" Mu Can held a lion head in his hand and examined it closely.

"The Lion Clan’s Clan Leader obviously looks like a lion. You haven’t seen him, right? That’s expected, even if your Cultivation reached the heavens, you wouldn’t be able to withstand the Big Formation within the Lion tribe." The toad surveyed the scene around them.

This didn’t look at all like a battlefield after a fierce fight; rather, it resembled a one-sided slaughter.

Lion Clan corpses were scattered everywhere, some of which were familiar figures to him. Fortunately, he did not find the Lion Clan Leader’s body.

"Oh, doesn’t this look familiar to you?" Mu Can lifted a lion head in front of the toad’s face and shook it.

"No, this can’t be, croak croak croak croak." Upon seeing the familiar head, if it wasn’t the Lion Clan Leader he had seen, who else could it be?

"That’s right, this is the Lion Clan’s Clan Leader you were talking about." Mu Can chuckled.

It was this fat deadbeat who had people kidnap the entire Black Winged Tribe and even wanted to force them to invade the Human Clan’s territory.

"You all wait for death, just wait for it, you’re definitely doomed, doomed for sure."

The toad became like a madman, repeating the words in his mouth, not even knowing what he was thinking.

In the toad’s heart, there was only one thought, and that was the sky of Beasts Valley was definitely going to change.

He believed the Valley Master of Beasts Valley would surely come out to take a look, and by then, there would certainly be a great battle reaching the heavens.

"Wait for death, little toad, if you don’t lead us to Beasts Valley to find that Valley Master, see if you wouldn’t be the first to die."

Old Beiming man took a bite of the skewered meat and looked at the toad with a smile on his face.

After seeing the light of day once again, the old Beiming man was somewhat impatient to find out what had happened in the forbidden zone while he was sealed.

He supposed that the Valley Master of Beasts Valley must know something about what happened.

"Humph, I’m afraid you wouldn’t dare to say a word after seeing the Valley Master."

The toad said resentfully, his two bubble-like big eyes staring intently at the two men.

He knew that no matter what, he would not survive.

His own fortress had been wiped out without even a message getting out. Now such an incident had occurred within the Nine-Headed Lion Clan; even if these two people didn’t kill him, the Valley Master of Beasts Valley would surely not let him off either.

Either way, it was certain death for him. Even if he were to die, he wanted to witness the Valley Master take down this detestable old man with his own eyes.

And that detestable brat too, who despite having no real strength, wore such a hateful demeanor.

Yes, and that dog too; they must all die, or else he would not close his eyes even in death.

"Heh, I’m afraid your so-called Valley Master wouldn’t be able to speak upon meeting me."

Old Beiming man glanced at the toad and laughed heartily.

"Humph." The toad blinked his sinister eyes, but unfortunately, neither old Beiming nor Mu Can took him seriously.

"Little toad, want to try a bite? It’s really delicious." Mu Can held a lion head in front of the toad and shook it.

The toad sniffed and smelled an irresistible fragrance, inhaling deeply through his nose.

It really was quite fragrant, but the thought that this was the Nine-headed Lion Clan Leader’s head made him feel uncomfortable.

"Let’s go, lead us to the Valley Master of Beasts Valley." Old Beiming man said after they finished off all the lion heads.

Mu Can then used a Secret Technique to absorb all the bones of the Nine-headed Lion Clan into his White Bone Stick.

A lion head mark the size of a fingernail then appeared on the White Bone Stick.

"Hmm, I feel like there’s still something we need to do." Wang Cai thought for a moment and cocked his head.

"What are you thinking?" Mu Can looked at Wang Cai and asked.

"Didn’t you forget something? There must be treasures hidden inside the Nine-headed Lion Clan’s tribe right now."

Wang Cai wiped the oil from his mouth with one paw and said leisurely.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Can’s eyes brightened. Thank goodness for Wang Cai’s reminder, or else they would have missed out on so many treasures.

"Croak!" The toad had long seen that Wang Cai was up to no good; unexpectedly, they even had a tactic to raid homes.

But in his heart, the toad also felt a secret pain. The countless years of wealth accumulated by the Nine-Headed Lion Clan had all convened here.

Was it really going to be raided by a dog-led party today?

"This dog is not bad; why didn’t I think of that."

Old Beiming man admired Wang Cai but also felt a secret regret in his heart. After eating so many Demon Beasts and different tribes, how could he have forgotten about raiding their homes? How many treasures must have been lost.

"Senior, just eat less dog meat in the future."

Wang Cai grinned, speaking out, his greedy nature definitely didn’t come out of nowhere.