The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 494 - 320 Irrational Fear_2

Chapter 494: Chapter 320 Irrational Fear_2

As he pondered this, the fire of anger in his heart kept growing. This caused the blood-red fog within his Dantian Cave to start responding.

At the last moment, Yan Xiaobao calmed down, letting the serene clouds push away the red fog. He let out a deep sigh, hoping these two phenomena would be as manageable as the golden wings and green pearls.

The caravan and its many followers continued deeper into the tunnel, running in relentless waves, group after group falling behind. These followers struggled to keep up with the caravan’s fast pace. Only Yan Xiaobao’s team and two other teams managed to stay close. After half a day’s running, they finally took a break.

Just like the previous night, Yan Xiaobao set up a campfire and waited for the caravan to settle down. It seemed, unlike the night before, no one would sleep tonight. Everyone looked alertly around; the level of vigilance felt higher now than the day the bandits were expected to attack.

Seeing this, a cold smirk appeared on Yan Xiaobao’s face as he slipped into the shadows while observing both sides. Xu Biao and Xie Lan also stood up, blending into the shadows. They closed in on the caravan. Without saying a word, they didn’t reveal even the faintest hint of their auras.

Unlike the previous night, the guards no longer stayed by the campfire but patrolled the area in pairs instead.

Standing in the shadows, Yan Xiaobao saw two experts appear beside him. The two individuals remained completely still as two guards walked past, holding their breaths.

Step by step, as the guards came closer, Yan Xiaobao waited for them to circle behind one of the caravans so that he could strike unnoticed. However, as soon as the two guards moved behind the carriage, the shadows beside him—Xie Lan and Xu Biao—lunged forward, each delivering swift and decisive strikes to the guards’ necks. Silently, both guards collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaobao hurriedly packed the storage stone before merging with the shadows, just as the two King Ranking Experts had already done.

Waiting in the darkness, preparing to strike the next guard nearby, Yan Xiaobao’s eyes glinted with murderous intent. His gaze shifted to the wagon, and his fists clenched tightly; his friends were imprisoned inside.

Just as Hui Yu glanced at another wagon, he suddenly furrowed his brow as he heard the faint sound of children’s voices coming from within the carriage before him.

It was a wagon without windows. The only thing Yan Xiaobao could hear was the sound of several crying children, and his face immediately turned pale. What was the Dragon Clan Team doing with young children?

Thinking it over, Yan Xiaobao nodded, his face showing a resolute expression. Shortly afterward, he took a step back, signaling the two King Ranking Experts to follow.

Once they all retreated to the campfire, Yan Xiaobao quietly waited a moment before noticing the two individuals next to him.

"Can you two delay the four King Ranking Experts for about ten minutes?" Yan Xiaobao asked seriously, his eyes resolved. The atmosphere around him shifted as a faint red glow slowly rose, steadily emerging in his gaze.

Looking at each other, their eyes filled with determination before turning back to Yan Xiaobao and nodding. "We can hold them back for ten minutes, but not longer," they responded.

Hearing this, the white-haired young man gratefully acknowledged his two friends. "Tomorrow night, we’ll launch an attack on the entire caravan," Yan Xiaobao said firmly, his eyes unwavering. "Let the King Ranking Experts maintain control; I’ll handle the rest."

Hearing this, Xu Biao looked at him skeptically. No matter how strong Yan Xiaobao was, engaging in battle against over twenty experts of his own level—some of whom were even stronger—seemed near impossible.

Still, even if Xu Biao worried about this young man, he said nothing. The resolution and certainty on his face were evident; the young man was determined to prevent the situation from worsening.

The next day unfolded much as before. Yan Xiaobao and his team followed the caravan, once more disregarding the deaths of the guards, before rushing toward the next cave.

Throughout the day, Yan Xiaobao spent time with Xu Biao and Xie Lan strategizing for the upcoming battle. Their plan involved meeting the four King Ranking Experts at two critical times and locations.

Yan Xiaobao himself would face all the Masters, Grandmasters, and Duke-level experts.

As time passed, the caravan once again prepared to race through the tunnel at top speed before settling in to rest their weary and aching legs.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaobao’s team set up camp once more. This time, he didn’t wait long before all three slipped near the caravan.

The white-haired young man stood in the shadows of a wagon, listening to the sound of crying while completely concealing himself. Not a single patrolling guard noticed him. Yan Xiaobao stood behind the wagon, raised his hand, and suddenly conjured a vivid blue flame in his palm.

The flame was smaller than usual, but once it came to life, Yan Xiaobao hurled it onto the wagon with all his strength. As the blue flame soared to the tunnel’s ceiling, it exploded instantly.

As soon as the fire left his hand, Yan Xiaobao retreated into the shadows again. The three observed as four King-level experts quickly emerged from their private wagons and rushed toward the now-burning wagon.

Watching the four experts, Yan Xiaobao glanced toward his two companions before closing his eyes, allowing the red fog within him to surge outward. It consumed his entire body and swept across the surrounding environment, drawing the attention of every cultivator in the camp.

"Behind the wagon!" a voice screamed as a large group of lower-ranking cultivators charged toward Yan Xiaobao, whose body suddenly emitted an ethereal lightness as he activated Velocity Flow, creating several doppelgangers of himself.

Both Yan Xiaobao and his duplicates surged toward the cultivators. He launched fireballs at the Flame Treasure Pearl while the blue flame in his hands illuminated the assault.

After eliminating four scorched men, Yan Xiaobao finally crouched down, merging himself with the earth. A cluster of earthen spears formed beneath him, instantly impaling three unsuspecting cultivators. As their lives escaped them, their eyes dimmed rapidly.

"Take him down together—group attack!" one man screamed as he charged at Yan Xiaobao. Strangely enough, the four King-level experts showed no intention of attacking this intruder and seemed wholly indifferent toward him. Instead, the four experts surrounded the burning wagon filled with children, ensuring the fire was extinguished and the children were shielded from further harm.

Witnessing this, Yan Xiaobao didn’t hesitate long before charging toward another wagon where his friends were imprisoned.

Rushing as fast as he could while evading every member of the Dragon Army, Yan Xiaobao sped toward the wagon.

Just as he reached the wagon, three individuals appeared before the enraged Yan Xiaobao. However, before they could stop him, sharp claws extending from his fingers slashed into their heads.

With sheer brute force, Yan Xiaobao launched fierce attacks, unleashing guttural growls. Cracking sounds erupted as two skulls split open, and blood began to seep from every opening on their faces.

Having witnessed this, the third person desperately tried to flee. When Yan Xiaobao ripped open the wagon door, he saw his three friends patiently waiting, their eyes lighting up as he disregarded the fleeing man.

Peering into the wagon, Yan Xiaobao’s emotions surged as he saw Wang Julong and his two close friends.

Though they were bound, they seemed unharmed, and an immense weight lifted off Yan Xiaobao’s shoulders. He even failed to notice the ten Dragon Clan soldiers standing between him and his companions.

Seeing his friends safe, a roar escaped Yan Xiaobao’s lips, causing everyone in the wagon to tremble in fear. Red mist began to escape his body, enveloping everyone within several meters like swirling steam.

Staring at Yan Xiaobao, everyone in the wagon was struck with shock—none more so than his friends. Yan Xiaobao was no longer the same as before. His long white hair, while still cascading down, now framed a face that had completely transformed.

His once-blue eyes had turned bright red. Three long, claw-like marks appeared on his cheeks, and sharp fangs lined his mouth.

His hands were no longer normal, now fully formed into clawed talons. His body had grown slightly, with his leg muscles swelling, further enhancing his already immense strength.

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