Three days passed quickly. In the Divine Might Space, although Wang Han provided food and water, only Wang Han himself seemed unconcerned about eating, drinking, and resting. The others hadn't eaten a single grain of rice, were frequently awakened by nightmares, and were all pale and listless. After all, watching Wang Han perform dissections right before their eyes, smelling the thick stench of blood, was unbearable for them, as they had never witnessed such a spectacle. Seeing the blood flowing on the table in front of Wang Han, Li Tiezhu didn't even touch a drop of water. Finally, it was only after Wang Han gave them soldier's rations that their complexion and spirits recovered somewhat.
"It's almost time," Wang Han said, washing himself with water magic before turning around. "We should leave."
"Phew, it's finally over." Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Even if they didn't want to watch, they could still hear the sounds these past few days. They never wanted to experience anything like this again. They didn't know how Wang Han could remain so composed. The remaining people enveloped in yellow sand also breathed a sigh of relief; it wasn't their turn yet.
"Judging from your expressions, you're relieved, aren't you? Relieved that it's not your turn yet? Even knowing that it will be your turn sooner or later, you're still relieved." Wang Han looked at the remaining people, waved his hand, and the yellow sand that enveloped them flew towards Wang Han amidst their terrified gazes.
"Theft hook".
Wang Han gently brushed his hand over the people covered in yellow sand, and colorful or patterned orbs of light emerged from their bodies, which Wang Han then stored in his backpack.
"Let's go." After stealing the abilities of the remaining people, Wang Han led everyone away.
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"Girl, you mean our lord? Our lord has returned!" In the remote mountain village deep in the forest, where Li Sisi and the others lived, Old Man Zhao heard Zhao Ya say that he had seen Wang Han. Tears streamed down his face as he looked at the mountains behind him. "Our lord, we have finally waited for your return."
"Old Zhao, you've worked hard all these years. Zhao Ya has already told me about your situation." A spatial vortex twisted behind Old Zhao, and Wang Han emerged from it with Li Sisi and the others.
"My lord, your subordinate greets you." Seeing Wang Han emerge from the spatial vortex, seeing Wang Han's familiar appearance, and hearing Wang Han's familiar voice, Old Zhao immediately knelt on one knee before Wang Han and shouted excitedly, just like a soldier.
"Grandpa, the lord doesn't want anyone else to know his identity for the time being," Zhao Ya quickly whispered in Zhao Weng's ear.
"My lord?" Unfortunately, it was too late. Everyone looked at Wang Han in surprise, never expecting that Zhao Weng would call Wang Han "my lord".
"This..." Old Zhao was at a loss for words.
"It's alright, I just arrived too quickly. I stopped after sensing the spatial coordinates on Zhao Ya's body, and then I came." Wang Han said nonchalantly, "Now take me to see Zhang San and the others first."
"Yes, please come with me." Upon hearing this, Old Zhao immediately responded and led Wang Han deep into the mountains.
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Old Zhao led Wang Han deep into the mountains to the courtyard where he used to live.
"My lord, this is the secret passage to the tomb." Old Zhao led Wang Han into Wang Han's room, pulled up the bed board, pointed to the secret passage on the ground, and then took out a flashlight and led the way into it.
"My lord, after you were besieged and killed, no, after you disappeared, the people held a funeral for you. The whole country was dressed in white, the whole city was covered in white, and people wept day and night."
"After that, we began to build your tomb. Because we did not know where our lord was from, nor where his hometown was, or what kind of place he liked, after much consideration, we finally chose this place as our lord's tomb."
"Shortly after the construction of the tomb began, all sorts of ability users and mutated beasts began to appear in various parts of China, no, it should be the whole world. Thanks to our lord's popularity back then, we quickly subdued all the ability users and controlled the harm caused by the mutated beasts."
After entering the tomb, Old Zhao explained things to Wang Han as they walked deeper into the tomb, navigating around a series of dangerous and terrifying traps.
"After that, we launched a war against the whole world. We spared none of the ethnic groups that were mentioned in the book left by our lord. We wiped them all out within ten years and destroyed everything they had. Their treasures were taken to the tomb as part of our lord's burial goods."
"Afterwards, in order to hunt down the escaped remnants, we launched a war against the whole world, plundering their resources and culture while suppressing their civilization and power. At the same time, we also brought more rare treasures into the tombs as burial goods."
"However, even though our lord left behind powerful weapons and advanced science, and China has the most awakened ability users, we still underestimated the power of the world. After the world united against China, we were defeated without our lord's leadership, suffering heavy casualties, and in the end we had no choice but to hold our ground."
Wang Han asked, "Then what about the powerful figures in the Investiture of the Gods?"
"Actually, there are no deified figures. If there are any, it would only be our lord," Elder Zhao said. "The so-called deified figures are simply powerful martial artists or ability users who left behind amazing achievements or great fame, becoming legends. The Investiture of the Gods was actually a system where later generations bestowed titles based on legends. There are no deified figures in our time. The only person who can be called a god is our lord. With the development of the times, the spread of information, and the establishment of hierarchical systems, the deified figures have completely become myths."
"I originally thought I would never see my lord again in this life. Fortunately, after I died, for some reason, my body mutated and became a zombie, with the ability to suck blood and turn those I bite into zombies." Old Zhao said with emotion, "After that, we chose to turn them into zombies when we were about to die, and then let them sleep in the tomb, guarding the tomb for our lord while waiting for him to wake up."
"I see." Wang Han nodded and said, "What about the mutated beasts? I haven't encountered any mutated beasts since I came back. What's going on?"
"Actually, there were quite a few mutated beasts back then," Old Zhao nodded and said. "Even now, there are still quite a few. However, in China, due to the population density, there are many ability users and martial artists. Newly mutated beasts that cause trouble will be immediately hunted down by ability users or martial artists. Powerful mutated beasts, on the other hand, are kept in check by the Lord's White Armored Divine Rhinoceros and have not caused any trouble. Even some powerful mutated beasts that would cause trouble basically do not come to China."
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