After hearing Yao Qi's narration, Li Erdan and others' faces showed shock again.
"All of them volunteered to be buried with them?
Were all the demon generals in the past fools?
If the Holy Master dies, then he will die, this has nothing to do with them."
Tong Jian said with some confusion.
"This may be the power of faith, which we cannot understand.
In fact, in our Chinese history, such crazy cults are not uncommon."
Ground Dragon said with emotion.
"When he was alive, he swept across the world, and after his death, thousands of demons will voluntarily be buried with him.
In any case, this Holy Lord can be regarded as a great hero of the generation, and he is a great person, but it is a pity that he has taken the wrong path."
Li Erdan finished speaking softly and walked forward slowly.
At this time, Li Erdan's gaze had already ignored the thousands of coffins on both sides, and was staring closely at the most eye-catching vermilion coffin directly in front of him.
This vermilion coffin is obviously more eye-catching than other coffins.
The so-called eye-catching not only refers to its bright color, but its placement can also highlight its uniqueness.
Thousands of other coffins are all square on the floor of the main hall, with almost the same height and size, and are arranged neatly.
However, this vermilion coffin was obviously different. Under the vermilion coffin, an altar was built that was four to five meters high.
The entire altar is made of stone slabs. Looking from a distance, you can see lifelike murals carved on the stone slabs.
"This should be the coffin of the Holy Lord, it's so majestic.
Even after he has been dead for tens of thousands of years, he still looks down on his generals like a great general."
Tong Jian sighed.
The altar at this time is like the military commanding platform.
The neatly arranged coffins are the thousands of demon generals under the Holy Lord.
At this time, everyone could even imagine the scene where the powerful evil demon Lord stood in front of the general stage and commanded thousands of troops.
While they were talking, everyone had already walked to the altar and could clearly see the exquisite murals on the altar.
Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted by the scene on the mural.
Even Yao Qi, who had been terrified all the time, was staring straight at the mural in front of him.
"I understand, this mural records the glorious life of our Evil Lord.
You see, the magic pattern on this woman's arm is a member of the Sky Eye clan among our evil demon clan.
If my guess is correct, the child held in this woman's hand should be our Evil Lord, and this woman should be the Evil Lord's mother."
Yao Qi said in surprise.
"You evil devil, how can you be so sure that you can recognize its identity from just any mural?
Tong Jian said disdainfully.
“You don’t know something, sir, but the tribe where our Evil Lord was born is the Sky Eye Tribe, the lowest tribe among our Evil Clan.
The reason why this tribe is lowly is because the people in this tribe are the weakest among our demon clan, and it is difficult for powerful demon warriors to emerge.
Among our demon clan, we have always respected the strong and advocated force.
However, the Sky Eye clan is naturally weak, and it is difficult for even evil warriors to appear, let alone higher-level leaders and demon generals.
Such a weak race, living among our demon clan, you can imagine how difficult their life is."
Yao Qi talked eloquently.
"Oh! So, your Demon Lord was born into a very weak race."
Tong Jian and others asked in surprise.
The Evil Holy Lord is the most powerful person in the past and present. In the eyes of Tong Jian and others, the Evil Holy Lord must be a genius who amazes the world. He should be born into a large race of the Evil Clan, which is in line with his identity.
"Your Majesty is right, we, the Holy Lord of the Evil Demon, were indeed born into this weak Sky Eye clan.
Although we were born into a weak race, our Evil Lord's achievements are absolutely unprecedented and unprecedented."
Yao Qi said proudly.
Everyone continued to watch along the mural. In the mural, the evil master gradually grew up.
But the growth of the evil master did not lead to a happy childhood.
Living in the demon clan and the weak Sky Eye clan, they were bullied and lived a life of slavery.
The Evil Lord watched helplessly as his people were bullied and killed, but he could only watch helplessly.
In a life of humiliation, the Holy Lord finally grew up and became a strong young man among the Tianyan clan.
Among the Tianyan clan, the vast majority of people are physically weak and have almost no talent for cultivation.
As for the Holy Lord, he has shown good talents since he was a child, and his body is much stronger than that of his peers.
In the murals, the Holy Lord and his tribe are hunting, and every time the Holy Lord rushes to the front. Although he is the youngest, he shows the strongest fighting power.
The Holy Lord, who has entered adulthood, has become the strongest warrior of the Sky Eye clan. He is respected by his people. Countless beautiful girls in the clan regard the Holy Lord as the man in their hearts.
At this time, the Holy Lord, who had just begun to fall in love, also fell in love with a beautiful girl of the same race.
This girl is the childhood sweetheart who grew up with the Holy Lord.
With the help of their elders, the two people are ready to get married and enter the marriage hall.
However, just as the whole clan was celebrating, boiling, and drinking and chatting happily, a pair of men and horses rushed into the village of the Sky Eye clan.
The Sky Eye clan knows this pair of people. They are a powerful race from a neighboring village and often bully the weak Sky Eye clan.
The leader of this team is a strong demon tribesman who is about the same age as the Holy Lord.
This strong demon tribesman heard that the Holy Lord was getting married tonight and he must see what the bride looks like.
The chief of the evil demon clan and some elder demons begged in front of the strong evil demon clan members.
Not only did their pleas have no effect, they were also punched and kicked by the strong young man.
The angry Holy Lord wanted to fight this strong young man, but his mother held him tightly.
As a last resort, the shameful and angry Sky Eye clan could only invite the bride of the Holy Lord at the request of the strong young man.
The bride of the Holy Lord, wearing a red dress and a red hijab on her head, walked out tremblingly with the support of two older women.
The strong young man, under the angry gazes of all the Sky Eye clan, actually unveiled the bride's hijab in public.
When the strong young man lifted the bride's hijab, he found that the bride was such a beautiful woman, with a lustful and possessive look in her eyes.
The bride backed away in fear, but the strong young man did not hesitate and picked up the bride by her waist.
Seeing that his bride was about to be humiliated, the Holy Lord went crazy and wanted to fight this strong young man desperately.
However, before the Holy Lord could rush forward, he was intercepted by several strong young men.
The Holy Lord resisted desperately, but the opponent was outnumbered and outmatched in strength. He was beaten until he fell to the ground and vomited blood. He looked desperately at the strong young man, holding his bride and stepping into his bridal chamber.