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Watching Ye Zhen and his men stroll around their tribe so arrogantly.

Some members of the Ghost Tiger tribe couldn't resist and wanted to attack Ye Zhen.

Even the Ghost Tiger was defeated by Ye Zhen.

After weighing their own capabilities, they lost the courage to make a move.

"Just wait, the army is coming."

"That's right, he actually didn't run away, and he even dared to roam around in our Ghost Tiger tribe."

"That's practically suicide."

Soon after, another group of people arrived.

A large group of burly men, dressed in traditional, uniform leather armor, came into view.

They look like people from some kind of primitive tribe.

Each one, like Gui Zheng, was filled with the aura of a ferocious beast.

The mere sight of a large group of such people standing together is enough to intimidate anyone.

Everyone around could tell that these were soldiers from their Ghost Tiger tribe.

Each one is a Ghost Tiger, unlike the Ghost Lord who is in a resting state.

Instead, they are in a fully armed, active-duty state.

Although they were all wearing leather armor, the weapons they carried were sleek and high-tech.

"That's where the will-o'-the-sky flames just appeared."

"I don't know who in the tribe is serious about this."

"The elders are overthinking it; they want all of us to come and see."

The group that came was a complete team of twelve people.

This is a complete squadron of Ghost Tigers.

It can be said that even if they went out to fight against other tribes, it would be no different.

Don't be fooled by the fact that there are only twelve people; all twelve of them are capable of displaying the strength of a beginner fourth-tier cultivator.

Some small tribes may not be able to muster such an army.

This alone demonstrates the strength of the Ghost Tiger Tribe.

The leader was carrying a long, black gun, similar to the rifles Ye Zhen remembered from the 21st century.

The only difference is that it doesn't have a trigger or similar mechanism.

Sure enough, the twelve Ghost Tigers spotted Ye Zhen, who seemed out of place.

Soon, someone told these Ghost Tigers what had happened not long ago.

"My lord, it was this outsider who killed two of our Ghost Tiger tribe members."

"Even Lord Oni-sama was unfortunately defeated by this outsider."

Gui Zheng and the others certainly knew him, even though he was from the team next door.

But he is also a genuine Ghost Tiger.

"So that was Oni-sama's will-o'-the-wisp just now?" The leading man stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"That guy Guizheng, I fought him before."

"I never expected to lose to an outsider."

"Perhaps we underestimated our opponent."

"But now our whole squad is here, no matter who he is."

"No one can escape today."

The twelve of them were Ghost Tigers serving in the military, responsible for the security of this area.

They came to this area only after receiving orders from the elders.

Normally, even if something happened, a Ghost Tiger could easily resolve it.

This time, they mobilized their entire squad.

"Is it him?" The man in the lead, holding a streamlined gun, looked Ye Zhen up and down.

Yet, they couldn't discern Ye Zhen's true strength at all.

The man in the lead was wearing a set of what looked like worn-out leather gear.

Compared to the exoskeletons of the previous outer soldiers, it looks like it's many times more outdated.

Even the weapons are strange. "Outsider, whoever you are, this is the territory of our Ghost Tiger Tribe."

"If you've caused trouble, be prepared to pay with your life." The black sword in the leader's hand gleamed.

A loud bang, like a gunshot, rang out.

A jet-black bullet shot directly from the muzzle of the gun.

"Captain, you've already killed the game right from the start, how are we supposed to perform?"

"That's right, the missions issued by the elders come with military merits."

The entire street was affected, and some nearby stalls were also unjustly overturned.

Almost the entire street was blasted apart by a single shot.

Dust billowed up, and those who had intended to watch the spectacle quickly sought cover.

Such destructive power is more direct and swift than that of the previous Ghost Lord.

"That's a weapon belonging to the Ghost Tigers!"

"Goodness, just one shot almost destroyed the entire street."

"As expected of an alchemical tool!"

"I wish I had a weapon like that."

"Don't even think about it. Such powerful magical weapons are extremely rare, even among the Ghost Tigers."

The leader of the Ghost Tigers gently blew on the muzzle of his gun.

"Let's head back. It's my treat today, Captain." The leading man slung his weapon over his shoulder and said magnanimously.

In his view, eliminating outsiders was simply a matter of him firing a single shot.

It's not worth spending any extra time on it.

I don't know why those elders would issue such a task.

They need to send their entire squad to deal with the outsiders.

But this was just right, giving him the opportunity to accumulate military merits.

But one of the Ghost Tigers reminded him, "Boss, look at that outsider."

The other Ghost Tigers also stared in astonishment at the street that had just been blasted apart.

The Ghost Tiger squad leader, who was about to turn and leave, asked in confusion, "Is there a problem?"

Ye Zhen stood there unharmed, his clothes spotless.

It stands in stark contrast to the surrounding, already crumbling streets.

The middle-aged man hiding behind Ye Zhen was also unharmed.

However, the attack was too fast, and he hadn't even had time to react.

Ye Zhen's eyes lit up slightly as she looked at the gun in the man's hand.

"Is it some kind of magical artifact? Or a weapon of civilization?" Ye Zhen realized that the Ghost Tigers who came this time were a well-equipped regular army.

That powerful attack could be unleashed with ease.

It is obvious that this Ghost Tiger is a completely different thing from the one Ye Zhen encountered before.

The leader of the Ghost Tigers frowned slightly. "To be able to kill Ghost Lord, he must have something sinister about him."

The captain of this Ghost Tiger Clan is named Ghost Ming.

They are the guards responsible for this area, and they are part of the regular army of the Ghost Tiger tribe.

He's considered a squad leader level figure.

His strength is quite remarkable even among the Ghost Tigers.

"Line up!" Gui Ming gave the order, and the other eleven people behind him immediately picked up their weapons.

The tattered leather armor he wore also shone with varying degrees of light.

Gui Ming knew that those who possessed magical artifacts were worlds apart from ordinary ghost tigers.

Each of them possesses at least the strength required for the fourth tier.

Although it was only built up by the magical leather armor on his body and the alchemical weapons in his hands.

But strength is strength, and their combined strength should not be underestimated.

Even ordinary early-stage fourth-tier superhumans would give them a wide berth. (End of Chapter)