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A moment later, Chen Qingmo and his group saw the barbarian warriors.

There were six people in total, two of whom were keeping watch, while the remaining four sat together resting.

"Ambush is basically impossible. I can hold off two of them; the rest are up to you."

Chen Qingmo sensed the auras of several barbarians, who were all around the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining. He could kill two of them in a little more time.

As long as he has his hands free, none of these straggling barbarians can escape.

"Father, I can also try my best to deal with two barbarians."

Chen Weisheng spoke at this moment, his sword technique being extremely effective at delaying the enemy.

"good!"

Chen Qingmo nodded slightly.

With the tactical arrangements complete, Chen Qingmo and his men surged forward, launching their attack.

"Who's there? Enemies!"

Two barbarian warriors who were keeping watch shouted loudly, and there were no blind spots within a hundred meters of where they were resting.

The two immediately reminded their companions, and the remaining four quickly got up.

To Chen Qingmo and his companions, all they heard was the barbarian mumbling something, followed by a state of alert.

A battle was about to break out, and Chen Qingmo went straight for the two with the strongest auras.

He held nothing back and immediately used the sword technique "Green Mountain Moon".

After five years of training, he has mastered this technique, and now has eighty-four sword threads within his body.

The sword energy contained sword threads, making it even sharper than before.

The two barbarian warriors were not careless either; the totems on their bodies lit up simultaneously the moment they saw Chen Qingmo and his companions.

The already massive muscles bulged like granite, even possessing a faint metallic sheen.

"Clang!"

A sound like metal clashing rang out, and the first sword strike only left a white mark on the barbarian's chest.

He crossed his arms in front of him to block the incoming sword energy.

A series of crisp sounds echoed through the mountains, followed by the dull thud of sword energy entering the body.

Two deep, bone-revealing sword wounds appeared on the barbarian's arms. He grimaced in pain and was knocked back a hundred meters away.

The whole process took only a few breaths, but Chen Qingmo was unable to catch up, as another barbarian's iron fist was already pressed against his chest.

"Bang!"

The terrifying force slammed into him; if Chen Qingmo hadn't already used the Vajra Talisman to neutralize 60% of its power, it would have shattered his internal organs.

Fortunately, the wounded barbarians were temporarily unable to fight, so he only needed to fight one person at this moment.

He used his spiritual power to calm the shock within his body and once again drew his sword to attack.

With his feet moving faster and his swordsmanship increasing, he inflicted multiple wounds on the barbarian who had arrived later.

Seeing the barbarian who had been knocked away rushing towards the battlefield, Chen Qingmo's attacks became even more ferocious, and after several rounds, he finally killed the barbarian in front of him.

The battle then turned in one direction, and all the barbarian warriors were killed.

Chen Qingmo was pleasantly surprised by her son's performance.

He was able to handle two enemies with lower cultivation levels than himself with ease, despite only being at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

However, Chen Weisheng held his own against two barbarian tribesmen of the same realm.

His sword strikes were continuous, keeping the two barbarians at bay. If he had more time, he could have killed both of them.

"Clean up the battlefield!"

Chen Qingmo didn't say much. It wasn't safe yet, and they couldn't afford to waste any more time.

After collecting their spoils, the group returned to the vicinity of the hill.

The group rested for almost the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before setting off again.

They didn't encounter any barbarian squads for the rest of the time. Twenty-odd people seemed like a lot, but in the vast Shuangyang Ridge, they were only average.

Chen Qingmo found a spacious cave for the team to spend the night. He glanced at the locator and found that the other two teams were more than ten miles away from them.

Due to the inconvenience of nighttime operations, all three teams chose to remain hidden.

Chen Qingmo set up several small warning arrays around the cave and, together with others, moved several boulders to block the cave entrance.

"The day went fairly smoothly; I hope tomorrow will be the same."

Chen Qingyang sighed, and the others echoed his sentiment.

"There were some surprises today. Those barbarians are considered elite troops in the army, so why did they fall behind?"

Chen Qingmo was recalling the events of the day. His guess was wrong; those barbarians were clearly not ordinary warriors.

According to intelligence gathered by scouts, most of the barbarian shaman army members are at the mid-stage of Qi Refining, just like their side.

Those in the later stages of Qi Refining are usually elite members of the team or even squad leaders, so situations like what happened during the day are rare.

However, he didn't know the nature of the barbarians and had no clue about the matter.

"Anyway, we've already killed them, and we didn't suffer any casualties, so Qingmo, don't worry about it."

Another member of the same clan spoke up.

Knowing he couldn't come up with a solution, Chen Qingmo began to meditate cross-legged.

At midnight, Chen Qingmo's consciousness sank into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The divination result has been updated.

[Today's Divination - Ominous]: Your team was ambushed by the Barbarian and Witch tribes. More than half of the mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators were killed or wounded. You were seriously injured and barely escaped with the remaining cultivators.

The blood-red characters jolted him awake from his meditative state.

The commotion was quite loud and attracted a lot of attention.

"Qingmo, why is your spiritual energy suddenly leaking out?"

Chen Qingyang, unaware of what had happened to make his cousin look so grim, asked anxiously.

"Brother, it's alright. I misdirected my cultivation technique, but I've corrected it."

Chen Qingmo made up an excuse to brush it off.

He couldn't reveal the matter of the barbarian ambush directly; he planned to wait until the next day to go out and investigate alone.

Most of the people in the group were his own clansmen, as well as members of the Bai family who were on good terms with him. He had no reason to risk their lives.

Moreover, Uncle Eleven said that this time there is no need for actual combat; it would be a success if they could find out the enemy's deployment.

With this in mind, he made a plan.

The next morning, Chen Qingmo told the team to stay inside the cave, explaining that he was unfamiliar with the terrain and needed to explore it.

Chen Weisheng wanted to follow, but he was firmly refused.

"Weisheng, the terrain ahead is complicated. I can move freely on my own, and bringing you along would be a burden."

"Stay here and be safe. If there is no danger, I will let the team continue on its way."

Chen Qingmo was merciless in his words, and then walked out of the cave.

Chen Weisheng knew his father was worried about him getting hurt. He clenched his fists and then relaxed them, silently sitting down to cultivate.

……

Chen Qingmo walked through the mountains, carefully probing the surroundings.

He recorded the terrain he saw while searching for traces of the enemy.

The divination mentions the Wu tribe, which differs from the scouts' intelligence. It is highly likely that members of the Wu tribe are hiding within the barbarian ranks.

There isn't much information about the witch clan; it's only mentioned that they are skilled in magic.

Chen Qingmo had walked more than ten miles and arrived near a valley.

The place was unusually quiet; not even the sounds of birds or animals could be heard.

He hid behind a rock, forming a talisman in his hand.

With a loud "bang," the valley returned to silence a few moments later.

"Splash!"

He heard the faint sound of something rubbing against fallen leaves, and Chen Qingmo sensed a black snake.

He quickly retreated, and the black snake suddenly accelerated, spitting out venom from its mouth.

Chen Qingmo dared not be careless and quickly released his spiritual power to defend himself.

However, the spiritual energy shield instantly melted away, leaving a gap. Fortunately, he was already far away from the area affected by the venom.

The venom fell, corroding the weeds and fallen leaves, making a sizzling sound.

Chen Qingmo looked up and saw the black snake slithering back and climbing onto the shoulder of a person shrouded in a black robe.

"The Witch Clan!?"

Seeing that his attire was very different from that of the barbarians and that he had a somewhat sinister aura, he guessed that he was a member of the witch clan.

Chen Qingmo activated the Wind and Cloud Steps and quickly fled from this place.

When the witch tribe appears, the barbarian tribe will surely be lying in ambush nearby.

He glanced back and saw that the witch clan members were not chasing after him.

He took out the locator and prepared to lead his team to rejoin the others.

The other two dots on the locator are moving backward, as if they are escaping from something.