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Hearing the unusual noise, Princess Zhulan and the others immediately rushed out, lifting the tent flap to see what was happening outside.
They saw twelve Bear Demon Death Warriors with short blades drawn, surrounding an elderly man with white hair, yet they had not attacked. The old man remained calm and composed, his beard completely white, chatting and laughing amidst the clashing of weapons without changing his expression.
This old man was none other than the White-Browed Ancestor. He had actually caught up with them and arrived at the camp so quickly; his appearance shocked Princess Zhulan and the others.
The White-Browed Ancestor laughed heartily and said, "Haha, did you not expect this? Let's see where you plan to run this time!"
"White-Browed Daoist, it's you again. What do you want?" Princess Zhulan questioned sharply.
"What do I want? Hehe, leave your wealth or leave your lives; you can choose for yourselves. If you anger me, you'll all die," the White-Browed Ancestor grinned as he addressed Princess Zhulan and the others.
After returning to the Gaochang Kingdom's main camp, he immediately began meditating to recover his Yin Yuan and Yang Yuan. Now that he was full of energy, it was only natural for him to seek revenge.
"White-Browed Daoist, are you not afraid that Lu Chen will come back to trouble you after repeatedly harassing us?" Princess Zhulan said coldly.
"Lu Chen? Is he the one who stole our Crazy Serpent Seven Star Classic? Let me tell you the truth: he is dead, along with the Bone-less Sorcerer. I plotted against them, and they died in the Gobi Desert. Do you really think he will come to save you?" The White-Browed Ancestor bared his teeth as he spoke fiercely.
Upon hearing this, Princess Zhulan felt a wave of disappointment wash over her. Lu Chen was her support; if something happened to him, it would mean total collapse for her.
Moreover, during their time together, they had secretly forged a deep friendship. Lu Chen's decisive actions and genuine nature endeared him to her.
Now that the White-Browed Ancestor claimed he was dead, Princess Zhulan naturally felt distressed. She had held onto a glimmer of hope in her heart, but now that hope was shattered by the White-Browed Ancestor's words, leaving her visibly pained and somewhat sorrowful.
"Impossible! My master is resourceful; how could he be outsmarted? No more talking; let the Camel Driver retreat first while we hold him off," Old Mu stepped forward and declared heroically.
Old Mu is the only one who does not believe that Lu Chen is dead. How could he trust the words of the White-Browed Ancestor? Furthermore, there is a subtle communication of intentions established between him and Lu Chen; he firmly believes that Lu Chen is alive.
With the reappearance of the White-Browed Ancestor, a great battle is inevitable. Princess Zhulan does not dare to be negligent and immediately orders the Camel Drivers to pack up their camp overnight and begin their escape.
Tu Youdong and others rush forward to besiege the White-Browed Ancestor. Twelve Bear Demon Death Warriors, without needing to understand, brandish their short knives and surround him.
The White-Browed Ancestor has come as a Yin Spirit; his true body must still be in the Korean camp, being closely guarded.
His Yin Spirit has come to battle using spells, with even greater power than when his true body appeared last time.
Princess Zhulan and her companions are completely unable to fight back, only able to retreat while standing. A small number of people hold back the White-Browed Ancestor's advance, while most quickly withdraw towards Tebalzuo Town.
Currently, they carry only about twenty to thirty percent of their original treasures, very little indeed. Princess Zhulan understands deeply that these treasures cannot suffer any further mishaps; otherwise, this arduous journey would have been in vain.
In just one night, everyone has sprinted two to three hundred miles. At dawn, they still have not shaken off the White-Browed Ancestor. The Qi Masters unite on a hillside, using their powerful vitality to hinder the White-Browed Ancestor.
If the White-Browed Ancestor were to come in his true form, he could engage in close combat with Princess Zhulan and her group. However, his true form would mean he cannot fly and can only run on the ground, making movement quite inconvenient.
Yet the White-Browed Ancestor's Yin Spirit is thoroughly held back by Princess Zhulan and others. They counterattack with their vitality, gathering a large amount of intense masculine energy together, making them unafraid of any sneak attacks from the White-Browed Ancestor.
Even so, the White-Browed Ancestor proves to be very troublesome, relentlessly pursuing them without letting up. No matter where they escape or how fast they move, the White-Browed Ancestor can easily keep up.
Moreover, his long-range combat capabilities are extraordinary; this is one of the advantages of fighting as a Yin Spirit that ordinary people cannot even imagine.
As the battle reaches a stalemate, at that moment, huge shouts of killing come from afar, like a divine weapon descending.
In an instant, everyone was engulfed in shock. In this vast desert, with no end in sight, where had this army come from?
Even the fierce White-Browed Ancestor paused at this moment, appearing somewhat caught off guard. Initially, everyone thought it was the Reinforcements from Korea, but upon seeing White-Browed Ancestor's expression, they realized they had miscalculated.
In just a short time, soldiers clad in Leather Armor and wielding long spears and short knives surrounded the entire hillside tightly.
These soldiers did not resemble those from the Central Plains; they wore black Leather Armor, unlike the Brilliant Armor of Central Plains soldiers. Their weapons were diverse, including various Steel Forks, iron hammers, and more, exuding a very savage aura.
Their mounts were also unique; they were not Camels or horses but rather a type of cattle—short-legged cows with slender bodies, short necks, and long hair.
This breed of cattle is known as drought cattle, a specialty of the West. They have good endurance, can withstand cold and heat, and possess great stamina, often used for combat rather than plowing fields.
Combining their attire with these details, everyone quickly realized that it was the army of the Gaochang Kingdom.
The appearance of the Gaochang Kingdom's army here was astonishing; how had they breached the grassland defenses? Moreover, it seemed they had been lying in ambush here for quite some time, waiting for someone to arrive before suddenly launching an attack to capture them alive.
Cross-border military actions are generally not permitted; there has never been such a case in History, except during wars or armed invasions.
The only explanation for the presence of the Gaochang Kingdom soldiers here was that they had circled around the desert, traveling several thousand miles before laying an ambush.
The five Camel Drivers who were hastily moving forward were also captured at this time, with over a dozen Camels falling into the hands of the Gaochang forces.
Seeing this, Princess Zhulan and others felt both angry and frustrated; their emotions were beyond words. The Treasure was already scarce, and now it had fallen into the hands of the Gaochang Kingdom.
Furthermore, the enemy had appeared in large numbers; there were at least thousands of troops present. The Ganda Prince and the Bone-less Sorcerer truly calculated well, willing to spend resources to have their army take a detour of several thousand miles to set up an ambush here, just waiting for everyone to transport the Treasure to this location before striking decisively to reap the rewards.
The Gaochang Kingdom's strategic move was truly remarkable, exceeding everyone's expectations. They managed to ensnare all those who entered the desert in search of treasure, showcasing a brilliant scheme.
Of course, such a plan could not have been conceived by the Ganda Prince or the inept individuals of the Gaochang Kingdom. It was clear that this was orchestrated by the Bone-less Sorcerer, who had meticulously arranged the entire operation to seize the Treasure, demonstrating his cunning methods.
Princess Zhulan and her companions were feeling extremely despondent. Now surrounded, they had no choice but to surrender the little remaining Treasure they had. It was a miscalculation on their part, and they had no one to blame but themselves.
Meanwhile, the White-Browed Ancestor could no longer sit idly by. He was trapped here due to the Gaochang Kingdom's schemes, while the Ganda Prince of the Gaochang Ancient Kingdom was currently positioned behind the Korean team.
Since he was already in such a predicament, it was obvious what fate awaited Korea and their batch of Treasure.
Ahhhhh!
The White-Browed Ancestor let out a loud roar, attempting several times to break free. His Yin Spirit soared high, trying to escape the battlefield, but he was forced back by the Gaochang Kingdom's forces and retreated into Princess Zhulan's group.
He wanted to rush to aid Korea and reclaim the Treasure. As long as his Yin Spirit returned to its place, with his Divine Power Body's Qigong level, it would not be impossible to slay thousands.
However, under the current circumstances, he found himself unable to break through and completely helpless.
The army exuded a strong aura of vitality and aggression. The moment his Yin Spirit took flight, they collectively roared in unison, sending him crashing back down.
Indeed, the vitality within the army was at its peak. A single soldier could not produce such an effect, but with thousands united, their combined energy overwhelmed everything in their path—especially a Yin Spirit.
The Yin Spirit could not withstand such overwhelming vitality; thus, at this moment, the White-Browed Ancestor had no chance of breaking free and felt utterly trapped.
Princess Zhulan and her group were still contemplating their next move when dozens of soldiers clad in black leather rushed over with ropes. Without hesitation, they bound everyone and dragged them aside to be guarded.
As for the White-Browed Ancestor, a semi-Void Immortal, although he could not break free, the soldiers of the Gaochang Ancient Kingdom were also unable to do anything about him.
Unable to capture him, they could only surround him. Thousands of troops encircled him tightly, and when they saw him trying to escape, they immediately shouted loudly to force him down.
The White-Browed Ancestor was in a desperate situation; he could neither walk away nor counterattack. Trapped within the encirclement of the army, he was filled with anger and hatred, his mood reaching an extreme level of frustration.
In this way, both sides formed an implicit standoff, unable to gain the upper hand over each other and only able to feel anxious.
At this moment, Princess Zhulan and others stood aside, bound with ropes, watching the scene unfold.
The army of the Gaochang Ancient Kingdom surrounded the White-Browed Ancestor's Yin Spirit without attacking. They could not find a way to deal with it, so they had to resort to this method; they were certainly waiting for something.
It was evident that they might be waiting for reinforcements. Against the elusive Yin Spirit, they were at a loss and dared not act recklessly.
They must be waiting for the Bone-less Sorcerer; only the Bone-less Sorcerer could handle a Yin Spirit like the White-Browed Ancestor. It had to be that way.
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