In the Southern Mountain Pass, Ye Qinghan rushed out alone, heading straight for the Western Mountain Pass.
The Western Mountain Pass was northeast of the Southern Mountain Pass, separated by a lawless area where bandits and mercenaries ran amok. Adventurers were everywhere. Ye Qinghan restrained his aura and walked through the forest like an ordinary adventurer. He held the Dark Sky Sword in his hand. With the Great Nirvana Sword as his foundation, controlling the Dark Sky Sword was easy.
Ye Qinghan also took the Godslaying Whip in Medusa's hand for self-defense. He was alone outside, and the enemy was the unpredictable God's Organization. It was always good to have extra precautions.
At this moment, no one knew that the man in front of them was Ye Qinghan who had appeared out of nowhere. A man holding a seven-foot heavy sword didn't seem out of place at all.
When he passed by many adventurer groups, whenever Ye Qinghan approached, they would vigilantly take out their weapons and coldly stare at Ye Qinghan. Their mentality was very strong. In the Mythological Plane, everyone was indifferent to each other, let alone trust. Who knew how many years it would take to establish a group of adventurers.
To reach the Western Mountain Pass, one had to pass through this lawless mountain range. The space-time turbulence in the sky was enough to kill an Intermediate God, so one couldn't fly randomly. Flying dozens of meters in the air was even more so. Flying beasts ran amok, so flying practitioners could easily be attacked.
Everyone was walking on foot, and Ye Qinghan was the same. However, his speed was very fast, as if he was running madly. The sharp sword in his hand could casually kill a ferocious beast. After killing the beast, he didn't take its divinity, fur, or flesh, which attracted some people's attention.
Some people chose to follow Ye Qinghan and collect the prey that Ye Qinghan killed. They were happy to be at ease.
Ye Qinghan only wanted to reach the Western Garrison as soon as possible. He didn't want to waste any time on the road. The stars had changed, and he traveled during the day and at night. He only stopped to rest when he was tired. He didn't care about these prey at all. As long as the beasts didn't attack him, he wouldn't attack either.
On the third night, Ye Qinghan had already entered the depths of the mountain range. As long as he crossed this mountain range, he would be in a populated area. As a precaution, Ye Qinghan started to rest in the afternoon. He slept until late at night, when he had recovered most of his strength. Just as he was about to get up and continue his journey, he suddenly heard a commotion and exclamation ahead of him.
"Hurry up and leave! Hurry up and leave, I'll help you delay … Ah — "
Roar!
Whoosh —
An unknown ferocious beast's roar shook the mountains and rivers, awakening the silence within a radius of hundreds of miles. Then, the world fell into a deathly silence, and even the sound of breathing could be heard.
Swish! Swish!
Swish! Swish! Swish! More than ten figures rushed out from the front. They were all in a sorry state. There were both men and women, and they were all dressed in the same uniform. They were either from the same family or the same sect.
A giant beast rushed out from the depths of the mountain range at the front. It looked like a tiger but had a pair of wings. Its body was as big as a small mountain, and it was rampaging. Rocks and trees were all broken and collapsed. Under the moonlight, its mouth was full of fangs, emitting a cold and blood-red glow. Its green eyes were terrifying, and it looked like a creature that had crawled out from the depths of hell.
Roar!
Its huge wings crushed a huge tree, and its front legs crushed rocks. It swooped down and killed a low-level god priest, swallowing even his godhead.
"Ah —"
"Fourteenth Brother!"
"Brother —"
More than ten people were in ragged clothes, and some of them were so scared that their legs had turned to jelly. They collapsed twenty meters in front of Ye Qinghan, looking at the giant beast in despair. They didn't know what to do.
Ye Qinghan frowned as he looked at the giant beast. It was extremely ugly, and its body was uneven. It was shaped like a lonely mountain, and its skin was harder than steel. Ordinary crossbow bolts couldn't even penetrate its defense. There were a few crossbow bolts on its body, but it didn't even bleed.
Roar!
The giant beast pounced on the people, opening its bloody mouth, wanting to swallow all of them at once.
Seeing the despair in the eyes of the group of young children and elders, Ye Qinghan sighed softly. He suddenly drew his sword, and the sword light tore through the darkness, directly slashing at the giant beast's teeth.
Boom!
Whoosh!
The giant beast's hard teeth were directly cut off. Then, the sword light tore the giant beast's body from its mouth, splitting it in two. The huge corpse rolled, crashing into more than ten ancient trees.
The group of people in front of him turned around in horror, looking at Ye Qinghan's handsome face. Their eyes were filled with disbelief. The clan leader had been killed by the giant beast, but this giant beast couldn't even withstand a single blow in the hands of this young man in front of them!
"Why did you bring your family to the mountains in the middle of the night?" Ye Qinghan frowned. He couldn't help but ask when he saw a young woman with a baby in swaddling clothes in her arms.
"Senior, thank you for saving us! We were also forced to escape from the Iron Battle Mercenary Group's territory in the middle of the night. Otherwise, why would we bring our child into such a dangerous place in the middle of the night? " An elder cried bitterly. Along the way, the elites of the clan had all been killed by the giant beast. Now, only the old and weak were left. It was very despairing.
"The Iron Battle Mercenary Group again." Ye Qinghan's eyes were cold. This kind of thing was very common. Those with money and power were the bosses. Ordinary small clans wouldn't dare to do anything if they were bullied. Since these people ran out in the middle of the night, it was likely that someone in the clan couldn't hold back and killed the mercenary group.
These people obviously weren't spies in disguise. They also didn't know that they would bump into Ye Qinghan here. They were probably really forced to do this.
"Do you have anywhere to go?" Ye Qinghan asked in a low voice.
"We're preparing to go to the Western Garrison or the Crazy Manor's territory. I heard that the Crazy Manor treats ordinary clans well. The sects that go there will be given a mountain as their territory. We want to try our luck … Big brother, we'll pay. Can you escort us there?" A young girl who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old was dressed in rags. Her forehead was broken, and she held a mid-grade spirit crystal in her hand. Under the light of the fire, she looked very pitiful.
At this moment, the group of old, weak, sick, and disabled people all looked at Ye Qinghan. Even if Ye Qinghan was willing to send them out of the mountain range, with their strength, they had no chance of leaving the mountain range alive.
"I beg of you! Sir, the hope of our clan is here! This old man doesn't want to break the legacy of the Witch Tribe! "An old man kept kowtowing, begging Ye Qinghan to help.
Ye Qinghan was surprised. The people in front of him were actually from the Witch Tribe, but from their clothes, they didn't look like it!
"You are from the Witch Tribe? Which Witch Ancestor's successor are you? Why are you dressed like this? "Ye Qinghan asked in surprise.
After the fifth generation of the Witch God, there were no more Witch Gods. There were only twelve Witch Ancestors. Every tribe had their own legacy, but the Witch Ancestor or Witch God was the same.
"We believe in the Water Witch Ancestor. Because of the decline of the Witch Tribe, the Witch Tribe members who have been hiding in various places have changed their names, not daring to reveal their identities. If you weren't our savior, we wouldn't have dared to tell you our identities!" The few old men said helplessly.
Since they were descendants of the Witch Tribe, Ye Qinghan couldn't just sit by and do nothing. After thinking for a while, he summoned the God Slaying Eagle and said, "Escort them to the Southern Garrison. Ask Roger to arrange a territory for them and provide them with some basic necessities. Then you can return to the Crazy Manor directly."
"Yes, Master!" The God Slaying Eagle transformed into a muscular man. He looked at the group of weak people in front of him and didn't look down on them. After all, he had once protected Ming Que 'er. Unfortunately, he didn't complete the task. This time, he didn't want to disappoint Ye Qinghan again.
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