Everyone attacked together, the energy was immense, colorful fist seals and palm strikes intertwined, bombarding the Fire Blood Qilin Beast, causing its body to pause briefly.
Seizing the opportunity, the Saint’s robe fluttered, his hands shot out fiercely, and white steaming heat emanated from his palms, solidifying the space around.
"Bone-Transforming Palm!"
The Saint struck out with his palm, instantly a white whirlwind swept towards the Fire Blood Qilin Beast, everyone hurriedly retreated, fearing being affected by this white whirlwind.
The Fire Blood Qilin Beast screeched, releasing a terrifying soundwave in a spiral pattern, crashing indiscriminately in all directions.
In that brief moment, Chu Ming’s Soul Power trembled slightly, then his mind cleared up. Hidden in the beast’s screech was a brief Soul Attack. Fortunately, Chu Ming’s Soul Power far exceeded that of ordinary people, enabling him to narrowly escape danger.
Scanning around, Chu Ming discovered that only the Saint quickly recovered from that moment of daze, while the others were still in a state of confusion.
In that instant, the Fire Blood Qilin Beast leaped towards the Saint again, its forelegs blazing, bombarding his chest, shattering the air around.
A flash of cold light swept across the Saint’s eyes, and with a sudden wave of his right hand, he tossed Black Nether and Qin Tian directly towards the beast, heedless of anything else. The two, still in their state of confusion, were unaware of their fate.
The sound of bones breaking echoed, Black Nether and Qin Tian were instantly shattered into a mist of blood. At the moment the beast paused, the Saint’s speed surged remarkably, passing through the gap between the beast and the tunnel.
Chu Ming grabbed Liu Xuan’s arm, hoisted him up, and dashed past the beast, as the bodies of Qin Tian and Black Nether fell. The Fire Blood Qilin Beast’s momentum remained undiminished, and the Saint’s figure disappeared into the tunnel’s end.
Chu Ming couldn’t afford to hide his strength anymore. Clenching his left hand, a frightful red light flickered wildly, transforming into a red light dragon that lashed out at the beast.
Chu Ming’s body shuddered, his left hand trembling slightly, transforming into a streak of light that shot into the tunnel, while the Fire Blood Qilin Beast was knocked back by his punch, crying out in pain and crashing against the stone wall.
At this moment, both Liu Xuan and Xu Juan regained clarity. Facing the sudden turn of events, their faces turned pale. Liu Xuan still managed, but Xu Juan, being near the beast, couldn’t help but cry out to Chu Ming for help in the face of defeat.
Chu Ming didn’t turn his head. He wasn’t a philanthropist, and returning would make escaping nearly impossible. Besides, the Saint’s desperate attempt to enter the tunnel, even at the cost of sacrificing the four Saint Envoys, indicated that something unimaginable was hidden within. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NovᴇlFɪre.ɴet
In a flash, they had traveled four or five hundred meters. Chu Ming gently placed Liu Xuan on the ground. Liu Xuan, with a face full of lingering fear, expressed his gratitude to Chu Ming.
Chu Ming waved it off. Saving Liu Xuan was just a matter of convenience. If it had endangered his own life, he would naturally prioritize his own survival.
A desperate scream echoed. With their hearing, Chu Ming and Liu Xuan could clearly tell it was Xu Juan’s voice. What she was enduring now, they could only imagine.
A fiery red light shot out from behind them, but before it could reach them, it fell to the ground, blood seeping out.
Liu Xuan exclaimed. At this moment, Xu Juan was in a miserable state. Her right arm was severed, her entire arm missing, her face pale and powerless.
Liu Xuan asked, as Chu Ming had now become their backbone.
"Lift Xu Juan first, let’s treat her injuries."
Chu Ming said calmly. The Fire Blood Qilin Beast, likely guarding the Fire Spirit Fruit, wouldn’t pursue them.
"Why did the Saint do this?"
Gently lifting Xu Juan, Liu Xuan produced a Blood Pearl, slowly transferring its vitality into her to aid her healing, his face dark and questioning lightly.
"I don’t know, but there must be something in the tunnel driving him mad."
Chu Ming replied calmly. The Saint had deceived others by claiming he found ancient ruins, luring the group here to hold off the Fire Blood Qilin Beast, showing his deep scheming.
Several sticks of incense time passed, Xu Juan slowly opened her eyes, dazed, her gaze then fell on Liu Xuan.
Xu Juan said weakly. In those final moments, she used the Gravity Pearl to slow the beast’s speed, but still got her arm torn off. However, survival was all that mattered.
"Don’t thank me, your escape was your own doing."
Liu Xuan sighed a little. After this ordeal, only two of the four Saint Envoys remained, making him feel somewhat empathetic.
"Let’s leave here first, and chase the Saint."
Chu Ming turned and said to the two.
Though Xu Juan’s injuries were severe, she could still manage to move.
Chu Ming guessed that the Saint must be entering the tunnel for the first time, he wouldn’t be moving too quickly, and the three of them might catch up.
"Finally leaving this damned place."
In the tunnel, the Saint’s face was gloomy, but his eyes were filled with excitement. No one knew he had been waiting fifty years for this moment.
Fifty years ago, after accidentally arriving at the Saint Tribe, he thought of nothing but leaving. During those fifty years, his mind had become twisted.
A year ago, he discovered an ancient book in the tribe that revealed the way out.
There was a teleportation array around the Saint Tribe that connected to the outside. He spent another year searching for it.
A few days ago, he found this tunnel, but the Fire Blood Qilin Beast at the entrance was a fierce guardian, blocking him every time he tried to pass. In the end, he came up with the idea to let the four Saint Envoys distract it.
"Can’t blame me, just your bad luck."
The Saint smirked coldly, muttering.
To him, Qin Tian and the rest were doomed against the beast, with no suspense at all.
The tunnel was long, and the exact location of the teleportation array remained a mystery for him to find.
"So the Saint is also an outsider."
In the tunnel, Chu Ming said to Liu Xuan and Xu Juan.
"How’s that possible?!"
Liu Xuan exclaimed in shock.
"Why not? If I’m not mistaken, he accidentally arrived at the Saint Tribe fifty years ago. To leave, he founded the Holy Alliance, gathering resources and information about getting out."
Chu Ming shared his speculation. If the Saint were present, he would be astonished, as Chu Ming’s guess was almost entirely accurate.