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The monsters noticed the smell of smoke entering the Clear and Turbid Pool.

When they arrived outside the cave, they saw that the poisonous forest was ablaze with flames and billowing smoke, with purple poisonous gas being blown away by the wind.

Lao Shu's pupils suddenly contracted as he said:

"They dared to do this; it's utterly outrageous."

"In this way, countless lives will be lost throughout Tianmen Mountain."

Armor-piercing drill frowned and said:

"They don't care about anything anymore."

"In another half hour, the poisonous smoke will engulf the entire Shuangdao Village."

Lao Shu gently stroked his beard and said:

"Don't worry, everyone. Even if they ignite the poisonous jungle, we will still have enough time to evacuate."

"Oh?"

The King of Spikes and the Armor Piercer looked surprised.

Laoshu smiled slightly and said:

"There is a tunnel in the village that leads directly outside the village."

The King of Spikes and the Armor Piercer's eyes lit up as they said:

"Great, I didn't expect that."

Laoshu smiled mysteriously and said:

"A cunning rabbit has three burrows, let alone a weasel."

Laoshu arranged for the other people from various ethnic groups to hide in the secret passage, and all the young warriors were responsible for guarding them.

As he left Qingzhuotan, Laoshan glanced at it with reluctance: "What a pity, our sacred land of the weasel clan is about to fall into the hands of others."

Jiang Yu kicked him:

"Where there's life, there's hope."

Laoshu nodded and said:

"Young friend Jiang is right. One day we will settle accounts with the Fire-Tailed Rat and the Painted Skin Demon."

Last night, the members of the weasel tribe had already packed up all their belongings, ready to evacuate at any time.

Jiang Yu called out to Laoshan and whispered a few words in his ear.

Laoshan's only eye widened, revealing an expression of disbelief.

……

Outside the poisonous jungle, a burly man with a rat's head and a human body stood with his hands behind his back, his sinister gaze fixed on the towering flames.

Beside him, besides dozens of fire-tailed rats, there were dozens of evil spirits and more than a hundred other monsters from various races, all of whom followed the rat-headed, human-bodied man with respectful expressions.

In order to avenge their grievances, the Firetail Rat clan mobilized all its elite forces.

Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator would turn tail and run upon seeing such a display.

Inside a prison cart, two Firetail Rat guards were beaten beyond recognition, all their spikes pulled out. They lay dying, their eyes half-open, pleading for mercy.

"Young clan leader, spare my life!"

With Fat Face dead, Fat Tiger automatically became the young clan leader of the Firetail Rat clan.

Fat Tiger glanced at them and said:

"My brother is dead, yet you return unharmed. Do you think I, the clan leader, am so easily fooled?"

As he said this, he glanced at the flamboyant man, seemingly unintentionally. Instantly, the flamboyant man turned pale, the folding fan in his hand broke, and he was no longer as arrogant as before.

Yesterday, upon returning to the Firetail Rat Village, as soon as he saw Fatty Face's corpse, Fatty Tiger grabbed all the Firetail Rats without saying a word and whipped each of them twenty times.

He personally lashed out at the two Firetail Rat guards, whipping them a hundred times.

His methods were ruthless; he left the two Firetail Rat guards alive after he finished, otherwise, with his Foundation Establishment stage strength, they would have been turned into mincemeat long ago.

The reason why only the folding fan in the glamorous man's hand broke was entirely because Fat Tiger didn't attack him because he still had some use. Otherwise, his fate would have been even worse than that of the two Fire-Tailed Rat guards.

With a gentle wave of his hand, Fat Tiger sent the prison cart carrying two Firetail Rat guards flying into the air. With a slight sway, it followed an arc and plunged into the sea of ​​fire, whereupon painful screams erupted from within.

The other monsters trembled with fear upon witnessing this scene.

Despite his fear, the flamboyant man stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said:

"Young clan leader, shouldn't we take this opportunity to attack?"

Fat Tiger glared at him and said:

"With such a huge plume of toxic smoke, you think you can just throw your life away like an idiot?"

"The weasel clan has been operating in this area for many years, and there must be quite a few survivors."

The alluring man, undeterred, said:

"Then let's send people out to search."

Fat Tiger ignored him and stood with his hands behind his back, saying:

"Just wait, someone will tell us the news."

The flamboyant man was about to continue speaking when an old man with white hair, a rat's head, and a human body covered in iron nails glared at him with his crimson eyes. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. This old man's strength was even more terrifying than Fat Tiger's.

Fat Tiger gently shook the bell in his hand, and the white-haired, rat-headed old man stopped moving.

The flamboyant man thought to himself with annoyance:

"If we hadn't given you the Soul-Devouring Bell, how could you have controlled the old patriarch of the Fire-Tailed Rat clan?"

"They've turned against us! How despicable!"

……

Shuangdao Village.

The armor-piercing cone asked the Lao tree:

"Brother Shu, the toxic smoke is getting thicker, let's escape through the tunnel quickly."

Because of the importance of the tunnel, its location has always been known only to the chief and deputy chief of the weasel tribe.

"Everyone, follow me."

Laoshu nodded, preparing to lead the group to the tunnel.

Sudden.

Laoshan shouted:

"Father, something terrible has happened! The wooden plaques of the formation have disappeared!"

What?

Laoshu's eyes widened, and he raised his peachwood staff, smashing it down on Laoshan:

"You little rascal, that wooden sign is the key to open the tunnel door! You actually threw it away! I'll kill you!"

He felt that his son had done a good job in rescuing Huang Chuan, which was why he did not pursue his crime of stealing the wooden sign.

I never expected that I would cause such a disaster just one night later.

Laoshan Railway:

"I didn't lose it; it was stolen."

"There is a traitor among us from the Firetail Rat clan."

Laoshan's words caused a great stir.

"What?"

All the monsters said:

"We, the yellow weasel tribe, have never left our home; we must belong to one of the other two tribes."

The members of the White-Armored Hedgehog Clan and the Black-Tailed Wolverine Clan shouted curses:

"What?"

"We came to you despite the dangers, yet you do not trust us."

Because of this incident, tensions between the three races have escalated.

Laoshu took a stick and struck Laoshan Mountain hard:

"At a time like this, don't say such nonsense."

Laoshan covered his head:

"It's true, I just passed by the cell where the Sphere King is being held, and then the wooden sign disappeared."

The armor-piercing cone's eyes widened:

"Damn it, I knew it was this thing."

He went straight up and used his claws to tear open the cage, dragging the Round Ball King over.

Sure enough, the missing wooden plaque was found hidden in the crevices of his body by the sharp spikes.

"It really was you!"

The armor-piercing spike grabbed the sphere king by the neck and glared at the spiked sphere king, saying:

"He has betrayed us time and time again, what do you suggest we do?"

The King of Spikes sighed and said:

"Little brother, since you are so stubborn, there's nothing I can do."

He turned his head away, clearly resigning himself to the fate of the armor-piercing spikes.

The Round Sphere King sobbed, as if he had something to say.

But the armor-piercing spikes didn't give him that chance; their sharp claws pierced straight towards his neck.

boom!

Just as the blow was about to land, Jiang Yu stopped it with the Thunder Pestle in his hand.

Then the Heavenly Mandate Treasure Talisman appeared, and a line of small characters appeared on the right side of the copper coin:

Daily Task [Do One Good Deed a Day]:

The rescue of the spiky ball king has been accomplished.

Reward received: Merit +2.

Jiang Yu nodded and said:

"As expected, he is the true king of spikes."