Hearing this, Ye Guang was stunned and then realized it was Ye Ling’s aura.

Ye Guang immediately relaxed.

He sneered.

"If it weren’t for chasing that Purple Tiger, this brat wouldn’t have escaped!"

"That damn ant even dared to provoke me!"

"Hmph, don’t know what’s good for you!"

’Zhou Yu’ laughed heartily:

"Forget about that ant."

"Did you catch the Purple Tiger?"

Ye Guang nodded immediately and said:

"Of course!"

As he spoke, he tossed a bag to ’Zhou Yu’!

"It’s in the Beast Taming Bag."

"By the way, since you’re good at Beast Taming, keep it with you for now."

’Zhou Yu’ smiled slightly, took the bag, and glanced inside.

Sure enough, the Purple Tiger was lying there listlessly, completely devoid of its previous spirit.

’Zhou Yu’ then put it away.

At this moment, Xu Zhao spoke:

"Alright, everyone is here, let’s set off for the Tomb of Death."

"This time, we must retrieve the Holy Object personally."

"We can’t let it fall into anyone else’s hands."

"Even the other four clans, no exceptions!"

"It’s about our clan’s honor, and more importantly, the future, so we must not fail!"

"Yes, Master Xu Zhao!"

Ye Guang, Ye Ling, and others responded sternly.

After that, Xu Zhao and his group swiftly headed toward the Tomb of Death!

...

Two days later.

A group of Human Race cultivators appeared in a valley outside the Tomb of Death.

This group of Human Race cultivators consisted of seven or eight members, all High Rank Body Refining Cultivators and cultivators.

Zhou Yu was among them.

At this moment, many of them were looking toward the entrance of the Tomb of Death in the distance.

Suddenly, a silver-haired elder spoke:

"Brother Qian, will City Lord Lan, Daoist Huang Tian, and the others really come here to clash with the Demon Clan?"

The one called Brother Qian was a middle-aged man wearing a black robe.

The black-robed man nodded solemnly.

"Yes!"

"I served as a protector in the City Lord Mansion before, although I’m no longer there, I still have some connections with City Lord Lan."

"Yesterday, I received a token from City Lord Lan asking us to lie in ambush here to guard against a secret attack by the Demon Clan."

"Besides our team, there are at least three others who are already in position."

After saying that, the black-robed man glanced at Zhou Yu and another young man beside him.

"These two seem unfamiliar."

"How did you two end up here?"

The silver-haired elder smiled:

"I introduced them."

"This is Brother Zhou, and that is Brother Sun. Both are Level 5 Body Refining Masters. If any conflict arises, they are definitely a huge strength."

Hearing this, the black-robed man glanced once more at Zhou Yu and Sun, just as he was about to ask further.

Suddenly, a sound of something breaking through the air came from afar.

The black-robed man had no time to ask more, immediately turning his attention to the distance.

Above the Tomb of Death.

Several strong auras emerged.

"It’s demonic aura!"

"The Demon Clan has arrived!"

Someone in the crowd whispered a reminder.

The black-robed man immediately waved his hand.

"Everyone, raise your guard, be ready to fight at any moment!"

After saying that, he focused intensely on the clumps of demonic aura.

However, just as these demonic auras were about to rush into the Tomb of Death, suddenly, from another direction, a white glow appeared.

This white glow, though seemingly weak, emitted a presence no less strong than that powerful demonic aura.

As the white glow sped toward them, a figure emerged from it.

When Zhou Yu saw this figure, his eyes suddenly changed.

This figure was the same golden palace clan’s white-dressed woman who had taken away Little Lin before.

As the white-dressed woman appeared, several figures also emerged from the demonic aura.

Leading them were Mu Ying and Huang Niu!

Huang Niu stared at the white-dressed woman with a gloomy face:

"It’s you again!"

"You really intend to covet our Holy Object."

"But today, here, you won’t have your way!"

Upon hearing Huang Niu’s words, the white-dressed woman showed a mocking smile.

"A mere two Level 4 Demon Beasts dare to boast in front of me."

"Is it possible you’ve forgotten the lesson from over ten days ago? That time, if not for your luck and my inconvenience, you would have already reincarnated."

"You..." Hearing the white-dressed woman’s words, Huang Niu looked furious.

"Get out now!"

"Otherwise, today, you all will die!"

The white-dressed woman’s eyes were full of killing intent.

Clearly, she was determined to claim the Holy Object in the Tomb of Death.

However, at this moment.

From within Huang Niu’s large group of followers, a calm voice suddenly spoke.

"You’re Xiao Baifeng from the Golden Palace Clan!"

"The Golden Palace Clan is certainly mighty, but this Land of the Dead Tomb isn’t your Golden Palace Clan’s territory. For you alone to be so arrogant, isn’t it too much?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Baifeng frowned, immediately looking toward where the voice came from.

A dwarf, less than five feet tall, emerged.

This person was an elderly man with a beard, whose face looked rather lewd.

Yet, this unremarkable old man caused Xiao Baifeng’s face to change drastically.

"Cang Wuqi!"

"Why is it you?"

"Why are you here?"

At the same time, Mu Ying and Huang Niu also showed shock.

"Cang Wuqi?"

"How... how are you in... our team?"

"When did you hide here?"

Huang Niu exclaimed in anger.

Cang Wuqi smiled faintly.

"I followed you all along, providing protection, in exchange for you leading me to the location of the Holy Object."

"It’s a fair trade, isn’t it?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Ying and Huang Niu’s faces became extremely ugly.

Unexpectedly, their Five Clans’ Holy Object had attracted so much attention.

Huang Niu shouted angrily:

"Cang Wuqi, this Holy Object belongs to our Five Clans, and has nothing to do with you other demon clans."

"If you dare to rob it, our Five Clans will fight you to the death."

"Hahaha..."

Cang Wuqi laughed heartily.

"Your Five Clans are nothing but a joke."

"In the Demon Clan, there is only one ironclad rule: the strong survive."

Beside him, Xiao Baifeng’s face was equally dark.

Initially, she thought she had arrived swiftly enough; she could seize the Holy Object after dealing with the two from the Five Clans. Unexpectedly, Cang Wuqi appeared.

Cang Wuqi was also a demon beast that had already cultivated transformation.

His cultivation realm was not inferior to hers. Worse, this old thing had lived for over ten thousand years and had experienced the great demon beast calamity, making his strength immeasurable.

Despite this, Xiao Baifeng was unwilling to give up the Holy Object that was within grasp.

Her eyes turned cold immediately.

"Cang Wuqi, if you dare go against my Golden Palace Clan, don’t blame me for being rude."

Xiao Baifeng was about to act.

But Cang Wuqi calmly said:

"Xiao Baifeng, hold on."

"Do you want others to reap the benefits?"

After saying that, Cang Wuqi suddenly looked into the distance.

"City Lord Lan, Daoist Huang Tian, do you still want to watch silently?"

"Since you’re here, why not reveal yourselves and have a good chat!"