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The main aspect is the mindset of the Death Warriors; they cannot be considered normal people. In battle, they exhibit a fearless attitude, pure madness.
As Princess Zhulan and other core figures successively withdrew from the battlefield, twelve Bear Demon Death Warriors were left to entangle the White-Browed Ancestor, which greatly infuriated him.
For the White-Browed Ancestor, capturing or killing core figures is the only way to achieve merit; killing a few Death Warriors is utterly meaningless and useless.
The White-Browed Ancestor attempted several times to break through the defense line of the twelve Bear Demon Death Warriors, but whether it was due to his own impatience or excessive physical exhaustion, he was repeatedly stopped, unable to break free.
He waved his arm, his fingers like blades, forcefully pushing away six attacking Bear Demon Death Warriors. Before he could react, another six Bear Demon Death Warriors wielding short knives surged in from the middle of their ranks, surrounding the White-Browed Ancestor.
The White-Browed Ancestor swung his arms rapidly, delivering powerful iron fists. After witnessing Princess Zhulan and other core figures disappear, he began to formulate his own plan.
While battling the Bear Demon Death Warriors, the White-Browed Ancestor muttered to himself, "Since those people have already left, there is no point in me staying. These twelve are strong in tactics; continuing this fight would be disadvantageous for me. Moreover, even if I kill them, it would be of no use. It’s better for me to conserve some strength to suppress others. A small portion of Treasure has been taken by them, but it doesn’t matter; they won’t escape after traveling such a long distance to Central Plains."
With this thought in mind, the White-Browed Ancestor had already made up his mind. For him, capturing Princess Zhulan and other core figures is valuable; these ten or so Death Warriors are merely minions—killing them all would serve no purpose.
Furthermore, for the White-Browed Ancestor himself, another battlefield needed him more. The Gaochang Kingdom and various factions competing for Treasure required military suppression; he could not afford to be careless. Thus, he wanted to preserve some strength to avoid unforeseen circumstances.
With his decision made, the White-Browed Ancestor exerted all his strength to shake off the twelve Bear Demon Death Warriors. He then leaped high into the air and exited the battle circle, turning back to say, "It’s only a matter of time before I deal with you all. But for now, I won’t accompany you any longer. Goodbye."
After leaving this remark, the White-Browed Ancestor jumped several steps away and quickly disappeared from everyone’s sight within moments.
At this time, about seven or eight miles away from there, beneath a Stone Mountain.
Princess Zhulan and her companions had rushed here without stopping since breaking away from the battlefield.
The remaining five Camel Drivers were also caught up by them. These individuals were terrified and clearly had not yet recovered from the earlier events, still feeling shaken.
Princess Zhulan patted her chest and found a clean spot to sit down, intending to take a break. After running for seven or eight miles without a moment's rest, she was indeed a bit exhausted; a regular person would have likely collapsed by now.
"Evacuating quickly was the right choice. The White-Browed Ancestor is too formidable. If we continue to engage, we might not come out on top!"
Tu Youdong sighed in relief and spoke slowly, his headscarf fluttering in the gentle breeze.
Just moments ago, he and Old Mu were the only two who had not been defeated under the assault of the White-Browed Ancestor. However, if it weren't for Princess Zhulan and the others rejoining the battle, their defeat would have been inevitable.
Only they truly understood how powerful the White-Browed Ancestor was, having firsthand experience.
At this moment, Old Mu remained silent beside them, saying nothing. Aside from a slight sheen of sweat on his forehead, his expression was extremely calm, as if nothing had happened at all.
Princess Zhulan nodded and said, "I wonder how Lu Chen is doing? It's been so long without any news."
As she spoke, her brow furrowed with increasing concern.
Old Mu then spoke up casually, "The master will be fine."
His tone was flat and suddenly introducing such a statement made the atmosphere somewhat strange.
Everyone fell silent. After a long while, twelve Bear Demon Death Warriors caught up with them and arrived at their location.
Seeing this, Princess Zhulan stood up and said, "It seems that the White-Browed Ancestor does not wish to entangle with us any longer. He still has to return to suppress the others; we should be out of danger now."
Tu Youdong reminded, "The White-Browed Ancestor will not pursue us anymore, but we must not let our guard down. The journey to the Central Plains is long and fraught with danger; it may not be any safer than being chased by the White-Browed Ancestor."
What Tu Youdong meant was that the group would face numerous dangers on their way to the Central Plains, and it would not be easier than being pursued by the White-Browed Ancestor; the situation could be even more severe.
Princess Zhulan took a deep breath, her chest rising high, and then said, "Let's go. We won't wait for Lu Chen. He knows how to protect himself, and we have a long way to go, so we must all stay alert."
With that, the group stood up from the ground, took a brief rest, and then set off again, continuing along the rugged stone beach terrain.
The treasure they had just obtained had already lost half of its value, which greatly frustrated Princess Zhulan, but she had no way to resolve it.
Now, they could only leave with this remaining portion and escape from the clutches of the White-Browed Ancestor as a priority.
Additionally, it was best for everyone in the team to avoid any mishaps. The nineteen of them combined could just manage to hold off the White-Browed Ancestor.
On the road ahead, if anyone got injured and their overall combat strength diminished, it would be much harder to shake off the White-Browed Ancestor if they encountered him again.
Meanwhile, between Korea and the various heroes, due to the powerful return of the White-Browed Ancestor, who used his formidable Qigong Martial Arts to intimidate everyone and force them to hand over their treasures.
In short, "Keep your life but lose your wealth; keep your wealth but lose your life." Once this was said, no one dared to act recklessly and had no choice but to obediently surrender their treasures.
Afterward, Princess Zhulan and her group turned against them and forced their escape, while some remained on the sidelines with a spectator's mindset.
Especially the soldiers of Gaochang Kingdom led by Ganda Prince; they were quite powerful here. It was not impossible for them to take down Korea if they disregarded the White-Browed Ancestor.
However, when several Korean Soldiers returned along with some Camel Drivers and Camels, their spirits sank completely, and everyone obediently complied.
As the White-Browed Ancestor returned to the group, a powerful aura immediately suppressed everyone, forcing them into silence.
The Ganda Prince of the Gaochang Kingdom felt his legs weaken and quickly instructed his subordinates to move to the back of the crowd, intentionally or unintentionally following along.
Within the Gaochang Kingdom's ranks, a Palanquin was being carried, moving wherever the Ganda Prince went, yet he never sat in it.
He ordered his subordinates to go to the back of the group, an action that did not go unnoticed by the White-Browed Ancestor and those from Korea.
The White-Browed Ancestor turned to stare in the direction of the Palanquin, which had its curtains tightly closed, obscuring any view inside.
However, even without seeing what was inside, the White-Browed Ancestor knew what the Palanquin contained: it was none other than the Flesh of the Bone-less Sorcerer, the national master of the Gaochang Kingdom.
Thinking back to how he had been schemed against by the Bone Mage and nearly lost his life, anger surged within the White-Browed Ancestor. He wished he could rush forward and smash that Flesh into pieces with his fists.
But after some consideration, he held back. If he acted now, it would inevitably lead to backlash from everyone in the Gaochang Kingdom. The chaos it might cause among the crowd was something he did not want to see.
It was indeed unfair; if the White-Browed Ancestor had been plotted against by the Bone-less Sorcerer and died in the Gobi Desert, no one would have known. They would simply think he had perished due to his inadequate cultivation at the hands of a Treasure Guardian Beast.
Now that he had a chance for revenge, he dared not act recklessly. This frustrating feeling nearly drove him mad, but after rational consideration, he chose to endure.
After all, there were still some cooperative ties between Korea and the Gaochang Ancient Kingdom, with business dealings on the surface. If he were to destroy the Flesh of the Bone-less Sorcerer for no reason, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Business between both sides would certainly collapse, and it could potentially lead to war, which would be detrimental to Korea and leave them vulnerable on both fronts.
However, this was not important. He personally saw that the Bone Mage had gone to track the Treasure Guardian Beast, and Lu Chen had followed as well. After all, the Treasure Guardian Beast was a Void Immortal Level existence with unfathomable cultivation; the two of them were as good as dead and most likely would not survive.
What the White-Browed Ancestor wanted was exactly this effect. He hoped that the Bone-less Sorcerer and Lu Chen would never return. The journey from here to the grasslands was at least several thousand miles, and they would inevitably encounter sandstorms or various crises that could not be resisted by human strength.
At that point, he could easily use a little trick to put the Bone-less Sorcerer to death. Even those from the Gaochang Ancient Kingdom could be wiped out in one fell swoop, leaving no future troubles.
Thinking of this, the White-Browed Ancestor smiled coldly; he had everything planned out.
With his coercion and inducements, everyone obediently handed over their Treasures and drove the Camel to the Korean Camp, delivering it to the Korean soldiers.
At this time, nearly eighty percent of the entire batch of Treasures had fallen into Korean hands. If exchanged outside, Korea would have gained billions of wealth out of thin air.
How much is billions of wealth? The total annual income of the entire Western Seven States in Korea, excluding mandatory taxes and levies, did not amount to this much; it directly equated to five years' worth.
If we deduct the mandatory taxes and levies owed to the court, what remains is only fifty percent.
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