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Qing Yang's men, who had been beaten unconscious and crippled, were brought back in the same direction they came from. Just like before, the sound of the grass rustling and the moaning gradually faded away.
As for Qingyang, he leisurely strolled back to the caravan. Seeing that everyone was still trembling as they held their saber and hid themselves in various concealment areas, Qingyang helplessly shouted: "Come out, there's nothing left."
When Qing Yangming heard this, he was naturally the first to jump out. He stared at Qingyang with a fiery gaze and stood respectfully behind him. Fang Cheng was slightly stunned for a moment, before he also looked around as he quickly walked to Qingyang's side.
"Brother Tai Yi, those bandits have already left?" Fang Cheng's eyes flashed with surprise as he questioned.
"Hmm, they shouldn't be coming back." Nodding his head, Qingyang said with a smile, "Everyone, rest well. After a night of hard work, you are tired."
"Since that's the case, everyone should go and rest. We'll set off again tomorrow at noon." After pondering for a moment, Fang Cheng instructed. After all, they had to consider the fact that their physical strength and mental state were currently not very good.
"Ming, you stay in the caravan to take care of it. I still have some matters to attend to, so I'll definitely be back before noon." "Brother Fang, I'll leave Ming with the caravan just in case something happens. I still have some matters to attend to, so I'll be back before noon."
Although Fang Cheng was puzzled, he knew that there were many things that shouldn't be asked. Since Qing Yangming was also here, there shouldn't be any problems. He nodded his head and said, "Alright, let's go and come back earlier."
Seeing that Qing Yangming also nodded, Qingyang leapt up and directly disappeared into the forest, leaving behind the puzzled faces of the caravan members.
The bandits had already left. What else could Qingyang do? Fang Cheng did not know, but Qing Yangming understood in his heart that the bandits were not letting the tigers return to the mountain, but were following the vines and finding the melons. They had clearly investigated the location of the South Rongjun.
However, Qingyang was indeed a bit suspicious. Judging from the strength of the people he met tonight, there was no Xiantian realm master here, and if Junlong was also near the Black Tortoise Pass, then his personal guards would definitely not be so weak. Could it be that this was just a broken tribe that had strayed away from Junlong?
All the questions could only be answered by following the defeated enemy to their stronghold. Qingyang's divine sense had always been locked onto the strong man, so he didn't hurry to follow behind them. After all, there were a lot of disabled soldiers among them.
"Third brother, who exactly is that person? I never thought that there would be a Xiantian realm expert in this caravan. " Just as they were on the way back, a person beside the strong man asked in confusion, "Our spies did not mention the existence of such a tyrannical existence in this caravan."
"Humph, with that man dressed as a rich merchant, how would the scouts pay attention to him? Furthermore, if the Innate Rankers were to hide their strength, how can we possibly sense it with our strength? "
"That's true, but there are very few Xiantian realm experts in this kind of caravan. For example, we have investigated the Forbidden Merchant Guild's official caravan thoroughly and would not intervene. This time, it is truly evil."
"No worries, from his tone, he should know that we are under the main hall, maybe because of some old relationship with the main hall, that's why he let us go. Otherwise, five hundred of our brothers won't be enough for him to kill today." Everyone held reverence towards the strong, especially those who had given them a way out.
Qingyang followed without any hurry, and carefully savored the words of those few men. Qingyang admired this kind of straightforward and courageous man, and it was much better than those villains who had tried to steal from him.
After walking like this for about an hour, the group of people finally left the forest and followed the stream. At the end of the path, there was a tall and wide mountain wall that stopped them in their tracks, which also puzzled Qingyang.
"This mountain wall has obviously blocked our way. It's a dead end for us." Did they discover me? " After sensing that the soldiers had stopped, Qingyang naturally discovered that they had nowhere else to go. He thought to himself: "That's impossible, could it be that a Xiantian expert would be able to see through my Spiritual Sense?"
If it was really like what Qingyang had said, then why would an innate expert who could contend against him deliberately retreat? Was it to lure him into this trap and then kill him?
Just as Qingyang was speculating behind the group of soldiers, he suddenly discovered that there was a slight movement in the path of no return.
The leader of the group stopped walking, looked around for a moment, then walked to the front of the mountain cliff and tapped five different areas on the cliff five times. Afterwards, he walked to a rock that could be seen everywhere in the forest, and with a slight twist of his body, something inconceivable happened.
A large part of the ground at the left corner of the stone wall suddenly caved in, as if some sort of apparatus was carrying that large piece of land, revealing a secret path that was like a slope. The strong man ordered his subordinates to quickly enter, and he and a few soldiers vigilantly looked around for any signs of activity. Only after everyone had retreated did he turn around and jump down the secret path.
"Interesting, interesting. No wonder it is difficult to trace their whereabouts even now. So there is actually such a secret passage. This is beyond my expectations." He laughed softly and withdrew his divine sense because when the tunnel was opened, he discovered that there was a restriction at the entrance of the tunnel. Although it wasn't very powerful, if his divine sense was still locked onto the strong man, then he would be able to touch the restriction and alert the enemy.
Since the soldiers had already entered the secret passageway, Qingyang didn't have any qualms as he rushed towards the cliff. The sky was already slightly bright, so he felt more at ease in finishing many matters as soon as possible.
Qingyang rushed forward with all his might, but no tree branches or rocks were able to block his way. In a short moment, he had arrived at the cliff where the soldiers had disappeared. He wasn't in a rush to enter the cliff, instead, Qingyang looked around with great interest.
The terrain here was unique; it was easy to defend but not hard to attack. Not to mention the height of the cliff, but the height of the cliff was at least three hundred meters.
A stream of water flowed along the surface of the cliff. Presumably, there was a water source within the cliff as well. As long as there was enough food stored, it would be impossible to conquer this point.
It was no wonder that the remnants of the Junlong Tribe would choose this place to rest at. Not to mention that digging a space in this cliff where 1800 people could live was not something that could be done in a day or two.
"Interesting, interesting. It looks like Junlong really plans to start a long war with his second brother. He's pretending to be a bandit to rob and kill caravans. I bet his second brother also has a big bag on his head. Hahaha!" With a chuckle, Qingyang's interest in this South Rongjun Dragon greatly increased. He didn't expect that this brainless First Prince would actually go beyond everyone's expectations and continue to scheme.
However, the smile on Qingyang's face quickly froze as his expression flickered with bewilderment and puzzlement.
This was because Qingyang followed the strong man's instructions and pressed lightly against the five convex rocks and the stones on the ground. However, nothing happened. Even the originally caved in ground didn't move at all.