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As long as they could temporarily shake off Korea and the White-Browed Daoist, it didn't matter if they took a longer route. Princess Zhulan still held onto that parchment.
With the parchment, they had the map to enter and exit the Gobi Desert. As long as they didn't stray too far from the main line of the map, they wouldn't get lost. No matter what, there was still a chance to leave with the Treasure.
Although this would involve a lot of hardship, it was far better than handing the Treasure over to Korea, strengthening the enemy's power, and then having to deal with them later.
At Princess Zhulan's command, over twenty Camels quickly dashed out of the formation under the Camel Driver's shouts, heading down another path.
Princess Zhulan, Tu Youdong, Old Mu, Lian Dashuang, and Jiang Jie and His Brothers, along with other Qi Gong Masters, followed closely behind to protect the Camels. Twelve Bear Demon Death Warriors drew their short blades and nocked arrows, responsible for covering their retreat.
Princess Zhulan and her group suddenly deviated from the main team; such a significant action could not go unnoticed by others. Many secretly admired Princess Zhulan and her companions for their courage in daring to act against the wind.
The White-Browed Ancestor stepped out from the Palanquin, watching Princess Zhulan and her group leave with narrowed eyes, disdainfully saying, "You think you can run away?"
At this moment, the White-Browed Ancestor was in Flesh form. He roared loudly in front of everyone, instantly releasing a powerful True Qi that spread out.
Simultaneously, a fierce surge of vitality erupted from the White-Browed Ancestor like a raging flame. Those nearby hurriedly raised their hands to shield their faces; even the carriage felt overwhelmed by the pressure.
The momentum was fiery, bones were as strong as steel, and blood surged like mercury—this was the symbol of the Divine Power Body!
As soon as the old man displayed his Qigong cultivation, it immediately shocked everyone. His Yin Spirit cultivation was average and his natural talent ordinary; however, his Qigong Martial Arts had reached a remarkable level.
"Divine Power Golden Body Realm!" With vitality like fire and bones like steel, his muscles could stretch tenfold without breaking, and his bones could crush iron plates.
The Divine Power Body was the third stage of Qigong Martial Arts—a super elite that appeared once in a million people. The Qi Master of Divine Power Body was incredibly rare.
If a Qi Master of Unity of Man were placed in an army, they could become a general. A Qi Master of Divine Power Body deployed would at least be able to become a Marshal or Commander.
In the Cultivation world, a Qi Master of Divine Power Body could directly establish their own sect and become a martial arts master of their generation.
At this moment, the White-Browed Ancestor was indeed a master. Outsiders believed he was a Yin Master practicing Yin Spirit cultivation, but in reality, his martial arts Qigong skills were exceptionally astonishing.
As soon as the White-Browed Ancestor released his aura and revealed his true form, he immediately astonished everyone, catching them off guard.
With his late-stage Manifestation of the Dharma Body in the Yin Spirit Realm, he could dominate here. Coupled with his Divine Power Body's Qi Master cultivation, it would be easy for him to slaughter everyone present in one breath.
"Keep an eye on them; I will be back shortly," the White-Browed Ancestor shouted to Princess Xiangyi and the others, instructing the remaining people to maintain their formation.
Then, with a wave of his hand, the White-Browed Ancestor summoned four or five soldiers to follow him. His Flesh surged dramatically as he leaped several steps forward, flying toward the direction where Princess Zhulan and the others had fled.
Although Qi Masters could not fly, they could leap with their powerful Flesh. With the White-Browed Ancestor's current agility, he could jump over ten steps in a single bound, easily clearing the ravines of the Gobi Desert.
The White-Browed Ancestor moved swiftly, leaving the soldiers behind struggling to keep up. Despite their best efforts, they could not match even a fraction of his speed and were quickly left far behind, disheveled and in disarray.
After jumping over several ravines like a running leopard, his agility was remarkable compared to the seemingly frail Yin Master from before; within just a few breaths, he caught up with Princess Zhulan and her group.
"Where do you think you're escaping? Leave behind the Treasure if you wish to preserve your corpses; otherwise, you will die without a complete body."
The White-Browed Ancestor declared boldly as he leaped toward Princess Zhulan and her companions at an almost frenzied speed, ready to strike.
"Stop him!" Princess Zhulan screamed, pointing at the approaching White-Browed Ancestor.
Upon hearing her command, twelve Bear Demon Death Warriors immediately turned around to face him, drawing their bows and preparing to shoot.
However, the White-Browed Ancestor's speed was beyond their expectations. With several leaps, he landed heavily on the stone beach, moving faster and more ferociously than any tiger or leopard.
Before the twelve Bear Demon Death Warriors could react, they had already lost their advantage with their bows.
At this moment, they were only twenty steps away from the White-Browed Ancestor. If they used their bows again, they would lose the initiative.
Without hesitation, they immediately put away the Bear Tendon Bow and drew the short knives at their waists, letting out a roar as they launched a coordinated counterattack.
The twelve Bear Demon Death Warriors had only one command in their eyes: their master's orders. Fearless of everything, nothing could stop their advance.
Even if the White-Browed Ancestor was a War God at that moment, they would charge forward without fear of death to carry out the command.
The Bear Demon Death Warriors were also products of rigorous training. They had a strict set of protocols for combat against enemies, covering retreats, and engaging in group attacks. Among the twelve, there was an unspoken connection that reached a realm of shared Intentions.
For instance, at this time, as the White-Browed Ancestor charged forward with fierce momentum, despite the enemy possibly being strong, he was just one person. This was a typical siege battle.
In such combat, the twelve Bear Demon Death Warriors understood each other without needing any signals; they had trained countless times for this. Usually, with just one move, they could sever an opponent's head and plunge twelve short knives deep into the enemy's heart.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The twelve Bear Demon Death Warriors collided with the White-Browed Ancestor in a formation of twelve united as one.
This time, however, it was they who fell. With a resounding crash, all twelve Bear Demon Death Warriors collapsed to the ground.
With a loud shout, the White-Browed Ancestor used just one move to topple the tightly formed Bear Demon Death Warriors. The sheer power he unleashed was unimaginable.
The cultivation level of the White-Browed Ancestor was at least mid-stage Divine Power Body, steadily rising step by step. He was far from comparable to someone like Yuan Jia, who relied on Active Longevity Pills for advancement.
The twelve Bear Demon Death Warriors could not withstand even one move from the White-Browed Ancestor and fell onto the cold stone beach.
The overwhelming force unleashed by the White-Browed Ancestor directly knocked them over and stunned them into unconsciousness.
"Go! Run as far as you can! Don't look back."
Princess Zhulan screamed again, urging the Camel Driver to lead the Camel away. At the same time, she suddenly halted her delicate figure and turned around with Tu Youdong and the others, preparing to intercept the White-Browed Ancestor.
"Can you escape?" the White-Browed Ancestor sneered, his Flesh leaping high as he charged towards Princess Zhulan and the others.
Princess Zhulan, Tu Youdong, Old Mu, Lian Dashuang, and Jiang Jie and His Brothers—seven people in total—were all considered Qi Gong Masters.
Among them, Princess Zhulan and Jiang Jie and His Brothers were Inner Sect Disciples from the Five Element Sect, possessing the sect's unique skills that were sufficient for them to stand on their own.
Tu Youdong could also be considered a half-disciple of the Five Element Sect; he had spent some time there and learned a bit.
However, he was more adept at the Qi Gong Martial Arts of the Tu Family, which he had practiced extensively.
The Demon King Dynasty's Seven Great Families each had their own specialties. The Sang Family excelled in swordsmanship, the Yuan Family in Fist Technique, the Su Family in Yin Method, and the Tu Family had their own areas of expertise as well.
Seeing the White-Browed Ancestor rushing towards them, Tu Youdong shook his head and said, "This person is truly a rare Qi Gong master. It's a pity that if Four Seasons were here, he would surely be very interested."
Tu Youdong's tone carried a hint of regret, lamenting that the timing was not right for such an encounter. The Tu Family had five tigers, each a remarkable martial talent. Tu Shijie ranked fifth among them and was considered the most outstanding.
However, from Tu Youdong's tone, it seemed that Tu Shijie was quite an impressive character capable of battling with the White-Browed Ancestor before them.
Tu Youdong's Qi Gong cultivation was about on par with Lu Chen's level—both at the peak of human-like realms, just a step away from Divine Power Body.
In addition to him were Old Mu and Lian Dashuang; both had received Lu Chen's true teachings and practiced the Star Gate's Crazy Serpent Seven Star Classic and Dual Blades techniques. Their Qi Gong Martial Arts advanced rapidly, far surpassing their peers and making them rare experts.
A great battle was imminent. The White-Browed Ancestor's Flesh moved like lightning; as soon as he plunged into the crowd, he moved like wind with every punch resonating like thunder. Each strike produced a booming sound that made eardrums ache.
The White-Browed Ancestor's Flesh leaped as he raised his meaty palms to strike at the two people charging towards him.
With two muffled thuds, the two individuals across from him were knocked back, sliding several steps away.
In an instant, two iron fists came rushing in from either side, targeting the throat.
The White-Browed Ancestor let out a cold snort, and then his Flesh trembled, unleashing a powerful surge of True Qi from within.
The True Qi spread out like waves, instantly pushing everyone around away.
In the blink of an eye, Princess Zhulan and her group of seven were mostly on the ground, each suffering varying degrees of injury.
Qi Masters focus on Flesh conditioning and generally do not bleed or cough up blood, as blood is the essence of Flesh and its foundation. Therefore, even with severe injuries, bleeding is a relatively rare occurrence.
At this moment, only Tu Youdong and Old Mu were still barely standing, managing to maintain some fighting capability.
The three of them intertwined their Fleshes, their iron fists striking fiercely on the rocky shore, kicking and hitting with all their might.
Princess Zhulan and her companions lay on the ground, their Fleshes' Bones and blood vessels violently shaken by the White-Browed Ancestor. For a moment, they were hindered in their movements; even standing became a luxury as they could only watch helplessly as Tu Youdong and Old Mu engaged in battle with the White-Browed Ancestor.
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