If there was only one large beast, it would not pose much of a threat to those present.
However, as that large beast leaped out, the forest began to shake uncontrollably.
Various ferocious beasts, including wolves, tigers, leopards, mountain imps, and wild boars, numbering over twenty, sprang out and surrounded the group.
Lao Qifeng said, "One per person. Be careful of the Gu worms inside these beasts."
"Li Daxia and Elder Yin, please cover us."
With that, everyone charged towards the beasts.
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At the entrance of Miao King's Tomb, the disciples left behind by several major sects were waiting anxiously.
Half a day had passed since Li Miao and the others entered.
Those who entered were all experts of the second-rate and above. In terms of foot speed, this amount of time was enough to cover hundreds of miles. No matter how large this tomb was dug, at most, it would only have a space of a dozen acres.
As there was still no movement, it was feared that something unexpected had happened.
Those who entered were either the Head of Kongtong Sects, direct disciples, or powerful Elders of each sect. If they were all trapped inside, these major sects would not recover for several years.
Due to the rules set beforehand, these disciples could not rashly enter and could only stand outside the tomb, worriedly calculating that they would force their way in after a few more hours.
Just then, a rapid sound of hooves was heard, quickly approaching their direction.
Everyone turned to look, and their faces instantly paled in shock.
"Junior Brother! What happened to you!?"
A Hengshan Sect disciple exclaimed.
The one riding the horse was a Hengshan Sect disciple, covered in bloodstains, looking as if his breath was barely there, slumped over the horse's back as if he had fainted.
A Hengshan Sect Elder quickly stepped forward, stopped the horse, and embraced the disciple, channeling internal energy to heal him.
After a while, the disciple slowly regained consciousness.
The Hengshan Sect Elder urgently asked, "What happened to you?! Didn't you go to Shaolin Temple to invite Master Xing Chi? How did you get so injured!?"
"Who injured you!?"
This disciple was precisely the messenger disciple sent by several major sects to Shaolin Temple to invite Master Xing Chi when they were at a standoff outside Miao King's Tomb.
Master Xing Chi was highly respected and held a high position. Of course, he was not the only one sent to invite him; there were also direct disciples from other sects and a Beggar Clan Nine-Bag Elder.
It was precisely because they had not returned for a long time that the major sects, fearing that delays would lead to complications, hastily set rules and entered Miao King's Tomb together.
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However, they did not expect that only he would return, and in such a state!
His injuries did not seem severe, but the wounds were dense and covered his entire body. He had lost too much blood, had endured a bumpy journey, and his internal energy was depleted.
Upon returning here, his mind relaxed, and he could no longer hold on, thus fainting.
Now that he had woken up, he first looked around in terror, then, upon recognizing his own Elder's face, he spoke urgently.
"Elder, it's bad!"
"Shaolin Temple was attacked! When I escaped, the mountain gate had already been breached!"
"Master Xing Chi sent people to help us escape, but my fellow disciples and martial artists who went with me have all died!"
"It's the Ming Cult! Ji Tianrui is still alive!"
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Lao Qifeng struck the forehead of the large beast in front of him with a “Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms”, forcing it back.
He retreated a few steps, shaking his hand.
“Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms” is the Beggar Clan's signature martial art, a top-tier unique skill in the martial world, not inferior in the slightest to “Jia Yi Divine Skill”.
He was the Beggar Clan leader. Although he had not reached the peak, he never lacked cultivation resources, and he was diligent in his own practice, having mastered all eighteen palms. With one palm strike, even a bluestone would bear a palm print.
But that large beast, having taken his full force palm strike directly on its forehead, only staggered a few steps, suffered some skin damage, and shook its head, then it seemed to be fine and tried to pounce on him again.
Li Miao, watching from behind, secretly pondered, twirling his fingers.
"These beasts are similar to the Ming Cult's Gu Soldiers… but they seem more 'refined'."
"Relatively speaking, the Ming Cult's Gu Soldiers are like 'beggar's versions', while these beasts are the original."
In Tai'an City, two Gu Soldiers could force Mei Qinghe to fight desperately, and four Gu Soldiers almost killed Zhou Yingxue. Although there were reasons like being unable to maneuver and having to take hits directly, and depleted internal energy, their troublesome nature was evident.
These beasts in front of them were far stronger than the Ming Cult's Gu Soldiers.
Lao Qifeng, a first-rate expert and the Beggar Clan leader, using the peerless unique skill “Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms”, was actually in a stalemate with that large beast for a time, falling into dangerous situations multiple times.
The others were also struggling.
Their numbers were already fewer than those of the beasts, and many were only second-rate. Currently, they were only holding on by taking advantage of the fact that these beasts were not as intelligent as humans, did not understand cooperation, and by mutually assisting each other.
It seemed that the Miao people's plans were well-prepared. Even if all the traps inside Miao King's Tomb failed, these people, coming out of Miao King's Tomb unscathed, would still fall into the hands of these beasts.
The Head of Kongtong Sect saved a disciple and turned to shout at Li Miao, "Li Daxia, is your method of repelling Gu worms effective against these beasts?"
Li Miao replied, "It's only effective against external Gu worms, not internal ones."
Upon hearing this news, everyone's hearts sank.
The martial arts displayed by Li Miao were only at a first-rate level, slightly inferior to Lao Qifeng. Yin Minjun was even worse, only at a mid-first-rate level.
Even if Li Miao and Yin Minjun joined, the situation would not change much.
Under the influence of their state of mind, many people's moves lost their sharpness, and they frequently found themselves in dangerous situations.
Li Miao smiled and turned to Yin Minjun: "Elder Yin, do you want to do these people a great favor?"
Yin Minjun was not at all worried about the current situation. According to Deng Boxuan's description, even if all these beasts were combined and their number multiplied by ten, they would not be able to cause any trouble for Li Miao.
She was still immersed in her own chaotic thoughts, and when she suddenly heard Li Miao speak to her, she was flustered for a moment.
"Ah, my lord, what?"
Li Miao, being a man of experience, knew Yin Minjun's situation and did not expose her, repeating his words from earlier.
"I won't make a move. Elder Yin, please do the honors."
With that, without waiting for Yin Minjun's answer, he reached out and grasped her pulse.
Yin Minjun did not struggle, lowering her head, not daring to look at Li Miao.
Suddenly, she felt a powerful, supremely strong and yang internal energy surge in from her pulse, flowing through her meridians and circulating throughout her body.
Acupoints that had been difficult to break through despite years of arduous cultivation were instantly opened one after another.
In just a moment, Yin Minjun felt her internal energy deepen several times over.
Li Miao had actually casually created a “half-step peak” expert!
He withdrew his hand, patted it, and said to Yin Minjun.
"Elder Yin, my 'Jia Yi Divine Skill' was deduced by myself and is different from the original. This internal energy can only be maintained for a moment."
"Go and save them, do them a favor. It will be easier for you to work for me in the future."
"Go."
