There was something else Zuo Daquan didn't tell her. It was what his daughter, Zuo Qing, told him before that Tang Xiu had helped him resolve the grudge between him and the Huang. He thought that Tan Xiu didn't have the ability to do so, but now it seemed that his daughter was right. He was the one who underestimated Tan Xiu.
"All of you must remember to be polite and respectful when you see Tan Xiu in the future. He's a powerful character who's even more terrifying than the Huangs in Fukang Province. He's not someone we can afford to provoke. "
"Understood!"
Several middle-aged men replied respectfully.
In another direction.
Singli and the 13 Shaman Guardians of the Dark Shaman Clan were quietly lurking on top of a dozen coconut trees, using the branches and leaves of the trees as a cover to observe the battle scene in the distance.
Originally …
Singli's purpose for coming here was to rescue Singluen. He wouldn't have cared even if all of Singluen's men were killed. However, the situation in front of him left him shocked. He found that Singkuo and his men had fallen into a disadvantageous position in the battle. Strictly speaking, it couldn't be considered as a disadvantageous position. It was more like they were being overwhelmed by Singluen's men.
'What should I do?'
He kept thinking about it but found that he had no idea how to solve the problem. Should he help Singkuo? Absolutely not. He couldn't act rashly without the Patriarch's order. But if he didn't help Singkuo, could he just watch Singkuo and his men get killed?
For a time …
Singli was caught in a dilemma.
Blades flashed and swords flashed in the bloody battlefield. Tan Xiu moved as fast as lightning. In just a few minutes, he alone killed nearly 20 of Singkuo's men and rescued more than a dozen of Singluen's men. Tang Guang's killing speed was not slow either. His longsword flashed as he reaped one life after another.
"Singkuo, my good Big Brother! If I were you, I'd immediately give up resisting, kneel on the ground, and stretch out your neck. I'll cut your head off!" Singluen was so excited that his body trembled. His blood was surging inside his body. He had dreamed of such a scene countless times, and now, it had finally come true.
Singkuo, besieged by Singluen and the delicate woman, looked desperate. Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that his good-for-nothing younger brother would actually possess strength similar to his own. He had always thought that the little bitch by his younger brother's side was merely a trash-like existence, but now, she was actually not much weaker than him. The two of them joined forces and were actually able to suppress him.
The most important thing.
These were forty to fifty of his trusted subordinates, and they were currently being madly attacked by the enemy. In just a few minutes, only a dozen of his subordinates were still alive, and these dozen of them were all injured, and some of them were even seriously injured.
Defeated!
He knew that he had fallen into the trap laid out by Singluen and Tan Xiu tonight, and the outcome was that his men would suffer heavy losses. Such losses made him feel distressed and suffocated.
"Get lost!"
Two of Singkuo's subordinates, the black-robed old man who was one of the five Guardian Elders, forcibly resisted the attacks from Jin Shi and Mo Awu's group of eleven. Even though they were now covered in blood, they were still struggling to resist. The other two Guardian Elders, on the other hand, were determined to perish together with the enemy. They rushed to the place where Singluen's five Guardian Elders were and clashed with them.
"We can't escape!"
One of the Guardian Elders suddenly looked resolute and heaved a long sigh. His figure then soared into the sky and shouted fiercely, "Protect this Young Master and escape! Remember to avenge me!"
In a flash …
He sprinted tens of meters high in the sky. Black flames suddenly appeared around him out of thin air, and the heatwaves of the world rolled and hit him, raising the temperature by at least seven to eight degrees. At the same time, he chanted an unsophisticated incantation faster and faster, causing the black flames to become more vigorous and their number to increase.
At this moment …
Whether it was Tan Xiu, Mo Awu, or the others, all of them looked surprised. They faintly realized that the black-robed old man was about to use a forbidden technique, and the might of such a forbidden technique was probably not to be underestimated.
Singluen and his men, on the other hand, looked horrified. They never dreamed that the Guardian Elder under Singkuo would make such a decision. It must be noted that once the family's Darkness Forbidden Technique was used, the outcome would not be as simple as just death.
Even if a person died, his or her soul would still exist. If the family's clansmen were to help collect the souls, the souls could enter the cycle of reincarnation and be reincarnated as a human after a long period of time. But if the Darkness Forbidden Technique was used, it would only lead to one's soul dispersing and vanishing forever.
"No, Fifth Elder!"
Singkuo's eyes were filled with pain and his voice was sobbing.
In midair, the Fifth Elder smiled and shot a deep look at Singkuo before his body suddenly exploded. As his flesh and blood splashed onto the surrounding black flames, flames suddenly fell from the sky like a rain of fire. However, these flames were black in color and had a destructive hue.
A few kilometers away.
Above the water tower, Zuo Daquan was so shocked by the scene in front of him that it was hard for him to recover. He had never seen such a horrifying scene even though he was experienced and knowledgeable.
Celestial beings?
Zuo Daquan had heard of such people in the world before. They were considered as eccentric people. He had also heard of cultivators. The two groups of people in front of him had perfectly verified the legend.
"But it's very strange. Some people on Tan Xiu's side are like enemies. It's as if Tan Xiu is the outsider and the two sides are the real enemies. Could it be that there's an internal strife in that mysterious family? Did one of them seek help from Tan Xiu? Is that why Tan Xiu secretly led his men to Bangkok? "
Zuo Daquan stroked his chin thoughtfully.
In another direction …
Singli never dreamed that Singkuo would not only lose, but also lose so miserably. Nearly 50 of Singluen's trusted subordinates were killed, but Singluen's men did not suffer many losses. Most importantly, two of Singkuo's five Guardian Elders died one after another, and one of them even used a dark forbidden technique.
Tragic!
It's really tragic!
Xing Li had participated in countless battles in the past, but he had never seen such a tragic situation. Singkuo's Guardian Elder, in particular, had completely given up his life just to give Singkuo a chance to escape.
"Alas! It seems there's no need to do anything. "
Singli shook his head. Singkuo's Guardian Elder must have used a dark forbidden technique to let Singkuo and his men escape. Although there were only Singkuo and his three Guardian Elders left, it was still better than having all of them die here.
"Those damned Easterners! How dare they meddle in the fight between the descendants of our Dark Shaman Clan! No matter who wins this time, we must report this to the Patriarch. We must retaliate in the future and let them know that the Dark Shaman clansmen are not that easy to kill!"
"Shall we withdraw, Elder Singli?"
The leader of the 13 Shaman Guardians, a middle-aged man exuding an icy aura, asked in a low voice. In his opinion, Singkuo escaping wouldn't be a problem.
Singli hesitated for a moment before he shook his head and said, "Let's wait. This kind of fight is very cruel and the outcome is ever-changing. We won't be able to accept any special circumstances."
"Alright!"
In the battle.
After killing a Dark Shaman clansman, Tan Xiu looked up at the sky. A chilling light flashed in his eyes as he instantly soared up to the sky. At the same time, his hands kept forming hand seals, and layers of water curtains formed dozens of meters in the air. Although the black flames were extremely destructive, there were too many layers of water curtains, and the amount of water was also very large, so most of the black flames were extinguished.
"It's just a small trick."
At this moment, Tan Xiu changed his technique. As the black clouds quickly enveloped the sky, the black flames broke free and fiercely slashed down. In just a few breaths, all the black flames were smashed and dissipated between heaven and earth.
"Kill them all!"
Tan Xiu ordered without mercy.
In the distance.
Singli was already shocked by Tang Xiu's means. He never thought that someone would be able to break the Dark Forbidden Art of his Dark Shaman Clan, much less do it so easily. It must be noted that the price to use such a forbidden dark technique was too high.
He turned his head with difficulty. When he saw the leader of the 13 Shaman Guardians next to him, he found that his face was full of shock and his body was tense.
"Do it! Protect Singkuo and leave! "
Singli's lips squirmed a few times as he spoke bitterly.
In a flash …
The 13 Shaman Guardians were like arrows shot from a coconut tree. In just a few breaths, they appeared around Singkuo, who had fallen into despair. As they raised their black crescent-shaped machetes, layers of black mist instantly appeared and shrouded them.
Singli floated over and stood tens of meters high in the air. He stared at Singluen and said, "Let's end it here! You can't fight for power, but neither of you brothers can die! "
Upon seeing Singluen, an angry expression immediately appeared on his face as he shouted, "Did my father send you here? Do you want to help Singkuo kill me? "
Singli shook his head and forced a smile. "Your father did send us, but the one we're supposed to protect is not Singkuo, but you. Your father said that the one who has the ability will be the future Patriarch of the Dark Shaman Clan in the struggle for power and profit. But he will never allow either of you two brothers to die. "
Singluen was stunned and looked at Singli incredulously. He actually agreed with Singli's words inwardly. Perhaps in his father's mind, he was not as good as his big brother, Singkuo, and the outcome of this battle was likely to be his failure.
But!
Now was the best opportunity for him. As long as he killed Singkuo, he would have the opportunity to sit on the Patriarch's seat. If he allowed Singkuo to leave because he was afraid of Singli and the 13 Shaman Guardians, it would undoubtedly be akin to letting a tiger return to the mountain, and it would bring him endless troubles in the future.
[I'm really sorry. I've been too violent in the past few days, so I suddenly found that my body can't bear it anymore. I'm going to update this chapter as usual today. I'll try to make up for the chapters I owe you in the next two days!]
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