The Sword King lay dead.

As expected, the fanatics of the Sword King's tribe went wild and attacked Shen Cong. Once the ringleaders were dealt with, the whole Sword King's tribe was absorbed under Li Heng's lead and merged into the Mountain King's tribe.

The Sword King's tribe had more than seventy thousand people, and the White Dragon King's tribe had more than eighty thousand. Together, the Mountain King's tribe came to an even hundred and sixty thousand people.

It took one day to finish taking in the Sword King's tribe. The next day, Shen Cong pushed on without stopping, headed for Gujiao City in the Taiyuan region. Gujiao City lay along the eastern foothills of the Lüliang range, and the land held plenty of coal and iron. It was also the heart of the Taiyuan oasis, the ground the Twin Kings of Taiyuan held.

By the time Shen Cong arrived, the Taiyuan tribe was already in full battle order. Word that he had wiped out the Sword King and the White Dragon King had already reached the Taiyuan King.

"Mountain King, you should not have come here!" The Taiyuan King had copied a shape that matched no single animal. It was a mishmash of ox horns, snake fangs, eagle wings, tiger claws and a scorpion's tail, with radiative eyes on top.

What came out of its mouth was Chinese.

It had probably mimicked human vocal cords already, and learned Chinese well enough to understand it.

The Little Taiyuan King looked like a size-smaller Taiyuan King, another mishmash. Its words came out slurred as it roared, "Human, get lost!"

Both their voices boomed like thunder. Shen Cong had no way to shout that loud, so he switched on the Vajra Fortress's external loudspeaker and answered through it. "You learned human knowledge and human language, and you enslaved humans. You'll have to pay that debt with your brains."

The Taiyuan King roared, "Mountain King, you killed the White Dragon King and the Sword King. You are very strong. Leave this place, and you and I will leave each other alone. Otherwise…