Martial Peak

Translator: Silavin & Danny

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The Bone Devouring Clan was one of the four strongest Ancient Barbarian Clans and even had a Shaman Saint assuming command. The Bone Devouring Clan was also the cruelest and most violent of all the Clans.

Before the invasion of the Demon Race, no Barbarian Clan was willing to start a conflict with the Bone Devouring Clan, even though everyone hated this Clan and did not want to recognize them as a part of the Barbarian Race.

But it was undeniable that the Bone Devouring Clan played a great role in this war to resist the invasion of the Demon Race. The entire eastern front line was braced by the Bone Devouring Clan who marched forward step by step, slowly reclaiming most of the lost lands while slaying countless Demons.

The Bone Devouring Clansmen had proved the unyielding spirit and bravery of the Barbarian Race, and their ferocity and penchant for violence became an excellent weapon at this time. Many Masters of the Demon Race learned of their existence and always paid close attention to their movements.

Cang Er Mountain Valley was one of the fortresses of the Bone Devouring Clan, and there were more than a hundred thousand clansmen here, including five Shaman Kings. It was one of the most important locations to the Bone Devouring Clan, as well as to the whole Barbarian Race, because it was near the frontlines of the warzone.

Since the Bone Devouring Clan garrisoned more than a hundred thousand troops here, it had fought with an army of Demons hundreds of kilometres away more than six times. The Bone Devouring Clan won more times than it lost, achieving a remarkable record and results in the war.

However, for some unknown reason, the Demon Race seemed to be a lot quieter these past few months, resulting in some idleness in the Bone Devouring Clan.

But today, the whole Cang Er Valley became lively. Almost all of the hundred thousand Barbarians had gathered at the centre of the valley to look at the newly built stage with scorching excitement.

The clansmen of the Bone Devouring Clan would only show such an expression when they saw the most delicious and novel food.

On the high stage was a thick wooden stake to which a tall figure was bound using various Shamanic Spells. There were complex and strange patterns engraved on the stake and from time to time, lightning would burst from those patterns like a torrent and flow through the bound figure. The tall figure would twitch from the electrocution, looking miserable, as if he was suffering tremendous pain.

All the clansmen in the Bone Devouring Clan looked at the tall figure with exhilarated faces, and some even licked the corners of their lips occasionally. If not for knowing the true identity of this person, perhaps someone would have already rushed up and torn a piece of flesh out of this man to taste it.

It was a Demon King! A powerful Demon King!

It was captured by several of the Shaman Kings of the Clan, and although the Bone Devouring Clan had no taboo on cannibalism and in fact had practised it frequently for many years, no one dared to have the same thought for a Demon King.

whether they would be corrupted by the Demon Qi and turn into a Demon if they took a bite of the Demon King’s flesh, but this ‘worry’ still could not

it, the more they wanted to taste the Demon King’s flesh and wondered what would happen to them after eating

was pointless for those ordinary clansmen to fantasize because a Shaman

Yang Kai’s

Chi held a dagger made of unknown material in his hand, his face filled with a ferocious and crazy expression. He took the dagger and sliced the Demon King’s flesh again and again, his bulky hands moving with extreme precision. With each slice, only a thin

these people, fresh meat was more delicious than dead, rotten meat. If they could enjoy the struggling and crying of their prey

among them, Shaman Chi

coldly, as if the slice of meat did not belong to him. As a Demon King, he naturally possessed strong willpower and sufficient determination. Back then, he also only submitted to Yang Kai because he was forcefully branded by a Soul Imprint and had no way to

not afraid of this

knew too little about the Bone

put the piece of meat into his mouth, revealing an ecstatic look after devouring

obviously beyond Bao Qi’s expectation. He watched as his own flesh was munched noisily in the mouth of the Shaman King. Even in the Demon Race, this was

clansmen of the Bone Devouring Clan stared eagerly at Shaman Chi, gulping down their own saliva. They were yearning to know

look on Shaman Chi’s face did not fade as it seemed that

while, he gulped down

crazily, as if hot chicken

smile, “Don’t die so easily. A Demon King is such a rare catch, you have to let all our clansmen taste your flesh

face

head count, he knew that there were at least a hundred thousand Bone Devouring Clansmen standing here. In other words, this Shaman King would need to cut more than a hundred thousand slices of his flesh before he would be

hundred thousand pieces of flesh sliced from his body, Bao Qi would not die; however, it was obvious that such torture would bring him long and unbearable

throwing it out and shouting, “This is the punishment for your Demon Race. Our Bone Devouring Clan will

it landed in the hands of a particular female clansmen. She stuffed it into her mouth without hesitation before crouching down while

clansmen of our Bone Devouring Clan. Your Demon Race is nothing!” Not only did Shaman

Chi with a few words, but he had long been subdued by Yang Kai,

by a hundred thousand cuts. It was not that he did not try to explain,

die too easily. You are a Demon King after all;

thrown into the crowd by

have good technique and the rate at which his dagger flashed, slicing off pieces of flesh, was almost faster than the eye could see. With each new morsal, the crowd would be stirred up

Qi’s arm was gone, exposing his

Demon King, he could not help shaking as cold sweat dripped from his forehead and