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Meanwhile, the two elderly men in black standing behind Sect Master Yu Xiaolie also stepped forward at the same time.
"Boom! Boom!"
Two more extremely formidable waves of Soul Power surged into the sky.
They also had eight spirit rings and likewise did not release their Spirit, but the Soul Power fluctuations emanating from them were even slightly more formidable than Sect Master Yu Xiaolie's!
Rank Eighty-four! Rank Eighty-five!
A full three Spirit Douluo!
Sect Master Yu Xiaolie crossed his arms and sneered repeatedly.
He originally thought that facing such a terrifying lineup, those five money-driven Spirit Saints in the caravan would immediately step out to negotiate.
Attempting to use the reputation of Moon Pavilion to pressure them, or gritting their teeth to prepare for a desperate battle to the death.
He had even thought of his next lines, planning to pretend not to know when the other party reported the name of Moon Pavilion, and then execute them all with the momentum of thunder, leaving not a single living soul.
However, the scene that happened next left Sect Master Yu Xiaolie and all the Disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect stunned.
The moment they saw the three Spirit Douluo display their strength, the five heavily hired Spirit Saint powerhouses in the caravan looked at each other with surprising tacit understanding.
Without a word, they very decisively threw their weapons onto the ground and then turned and ran!
Not only them, but the other guards and coachmen in the caravan also scrambled, abandoning the carriages and goods, and sprinted wildly back the way they came.
The speed of their escape and the proficiency of their movements were simply as if they had rehearsed countless times.
In the blink of an eye, the originally mighty caravan was left with only carriages and goods scattered all over the ground, as well as that lonely luxury sedan chair parked in the center.
Everyone ran so fast that not even a shadow was left.
Sect Master Yu Xiaolie stood in place, his face under the mask filled with astonishment and bewilderment.
"This... they all ran away just like that?"
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
This script is not right!
What happened to the promised swearing to death to guard the heavy treasure?
What happened to the dignity of the Spirit Saint powerhouses?
Why did they all slip away without even making a peep?
"Sect Master, this... could there be a trap?"
The Elder on the left walked forward, looking at the empty caravan, an inexplicable unease suddenly rising in his heart.
Sect Master Yu Xiaolie frowned tightly, his gaze scanning his surroundings with suspicion.
But other than the sound of the wind, he did not sense any Aura of an ambush.
A moment later, Sect Master Yu Xiaolie's tightly knitted brows gradually relaxed, and he sneered, analyzing self-righteously:
"A trap? What kind of trap could there be? You overestimate this group of money-driven mercenaries!"
"They are just a bunch of wild paths risking their lives for gold coins."
"It is fine to bully the weak usually, but now facing the terrifying Aura of a full three Spirit Douluo, as long as they are not stupid, they know staying behind means certain death."
"How many gold coins do they make for an escort mission? Is it worth risking their lives?"
The more Sect Master Yu Xiaolie spoke, the more reasonable he felt it was:
"Consider them sensible! It is good that they ran, saving us from wasting Soul Power doing it ourselves. Let us go and take a look at our spoils of war!"
Sect Master Yu Xiaolie did not know that his seemingly reasonable deduction was actually absurdly wrong.
The reason those mercenaries ran so decisively was not because they were frightened out of their wits by their strength.
Rather, before the escort mission started today, the manager of Moon Pavilion secretly summoned them and issued an extremely bizarre order.
"Tonight's escort mission, if you encounter someone blocking the road to rob, no matter who the other party is or what their strength is, you do not need to resist."
"Just drop the goods and turn around to leave."
"As long as you evacuate safely, not a single penny of your commission will be missing, it will still be paid to you in full!"
Taking money without working and being able to legally escape when encountering danger, is there such a good thing in this world?
The mercenaries were naturally happy to see this happen.
Therefore, the moment they saw three Spirit Douluo blocking the road just now, they did not even hesitate and directly executed the employer's retreat order.
Sect Master Yu Xiaolie led his people eagerly toward those heavy carriages.
Sect Master Yu Xiaolie had no interest in the intelligence of Spirit Hall; what he was interested in was those resources and Spirit Bones!
Greedy red light flashed in Sect Master Yu Xiaolie's eyes. He rubbed his hands, preparing to step forward himself to lift the tarp on the first carriage.
"If I can get a few high-quality Spirit Bones, my strength as Sect Master Yu Xiaolie will definitely rise to a higher level!"
Just the instant Sect Master Yu Xiaolie's hand was about to touch the tarp.
"Creak——"
An extremely grating wooden door friction sound rang out abruptly in the silent valley.
Sect Master Yu Xiaolie's movements suddenly stiffened, and all the men in black also instantly stopped in their tracks, casting their gazes uniformly in the direction the sound came from.
That was the very center of the caravan, the luxury sedan chair they had been ignoring all along.
The door of the sedan chair was slowly pushed open from the inside.
Following that, a slightly aged voice that exuded endless chill and mockery drifted out faintly from within the sedan chair:
"Your Eminence was truly right. Tonight, there really are ignorant Spirit Douluo running out to bite this straight hook..."
This voice was not loud, but in the ears of Sect Master Yu Xiaolie and the others, it was like a thunderclap on flat ground, blowing their scalps numb!
"What kind of person is playing the ghost? Get out here!"
Sect Master Yu Xiaolie shouted sternly.
"What kind of person this old man is, you are not worthy to know."
"However, since you like blocking the road to rob so much, this old man will send you to the netherworld tonight to rob to your heart's content!"
Before the words fell, a withered palm stretched out from inside the sedan chair and lifted the door curtain.
An elderly man with a slender figure and wearing a dark green robe slowly walked down from the sedan chair.
The old man's beard and hair were all white, but a pair of eyes presented an eerie jade-green color, resembling the vertical pupils of a venomous snake, emanating a spine-chilling cold light.
The instant he saw this old man, Sect Master Yu Xiaolie's heart twitched violently, and an extremely ominous premonition instantly enveloped his entire body.
Before Sect Master Yu Xiaolie could open his mouth to ask, the old man suddenly grinned, revealing grim white teeth.
"Boom——!!!"
An Aura ten times, a hundred times more terrifying than the sum of Sect Master Yu Xiaolie and the other two combined, burst out resoundingly from within the old man's body like a volcanic eruption!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!
A full nine spirit rings, carrying a suffocating oppressive force, rose sequentially from beneath the old man's feet.
Meanwhile, a massive, entirely jade-green, terrifying giant snake phantom exuding a strong fishy stench slowly condensed and formed behind the old man.
That giant snake flicked its forked tongue, its icy vertical pupils staring fixedly at the men in black before it, as if looking at a group of dead objects.
Rank Ninety-four!
Titled Douluo!
Jade Phosphor Serpent!
"Dugu... Dugu Bo?!"
Sect Master Yu Xiaolie's eyes split open in anger, his eyeballs almost popping out of his sockets.
He exclaimed in shock, his voice becoming sharp and grating due to extreme fear, even cracking.