After nearly five seconds of mutual staring.
The black-clad man opposite began to walk towards Zhang Tian, seemingly without any intention of acknowledging Zhang Tian and his group.
Their footsteps were somewhat fast, producing crisp sounds on the stone slabs.
These were the sounds of stone-soled shoes.
Zhang Qilin had already drawn his ancient saber, and Zhang Tian became serious at the same time. The three black-clad men before him gave Zhang Tian a feeling of being unable to comprehend them.
In less than ten seconds, the three black-clad men stood about five meters away from Zhang Tian and the others.
Under their black robes, their faces were indistinct, but a subtle chilling sensation continuously permeated Lin Tian's senses.
"This aura..."
Zhang Tian suddenly looked at his arm. On his arm, the weasel's head was emitting a faint glow.
"A curse..."
Zhang Tian took a breath. The Ghost Cave Tribe had many specialties, and curses were their most skilled art.
This kind of thing could kill people invisibly.
As soon as they reached him, they immediately cast a curse on a few people, which showed that these three fellows were not good people.
"Boss, I feel itchy all over, and my body is so hot."
The Fatty was wriggling beside him, like a young girl.
Seeing this, Zhang Tian took a breath and quickly moved away from the Fatty.
Sherry Yang's complexion was also not good, but the curse on her seemed more potent than those of these three. Therefore, the curses cast by these three black-clad men seemed to have no effect on Sherry Yang.
Upon noticing that Zhang Qilin seemed unaffected, the three black-clad men shifted their gaze towards him.
There was some surprise in their eyes.
Zhang Qilin said no more, drew his Black Gold Ancient Saber, and slashed his hand. Blood dyed the ancient saber red. Before the three black-clad men could react, he brought down the saber.
Caught off guard, one black-clad man was already split in two by him.
Perhaps because of the Qilin blood, the black-clad man who was cleaved let out a scream and then directly dissipated.
Zhang Qilin said nothing more, his gaze fixed on another, intending to strike again.
Under normal circumstances, he might not have acted this way, but since these people had attacked Zhang Tian and his group, he would absolutely not let it slide.
The other two black-clad men were shocked and felt a chill.
"Boss, what's going on? When did Brother Two become so ill-tempered?"
The Fatty whispered by the side, looking a little scared.
Zhang Tian looked at Zhang Qilin.
"Perhaps he's standing up for us."
"Fatty, don't hold back. Let the Princess out, and quickly deal with these two as well."
"These two fellows should have some strength."
As Zhang Tian spoke, the Fatty rubbed his cheek, and then a red silhouette slowly appeared.
Meanwhile, at Zhang Qilin's side, after killing one black-clad man with a single strike, the remaining two black-clad men became noticeably more cautious.
The two quickly retreated, their gazes fixed on Zhang Qilin with seriousness.
"This is the aura of Qilin blood. Be careful, these are not the trash of the past."
The leading black-clad man muttered, and the black-clad man beside him nodded grimly.
The Ghost Cave Tribe is recorded in the Xiyu Ji in the Tang Dynasty. They were a race with their own civilization and language.
For a race to flourish, civilization is essential.
"What are they saying?"
Hu Bayi frowned slightly, looking at the two black-clad men.
"It seems they're saying to be careful of us, and that we're different from others."
Sherry Yang said from the side.
"Holy cow, it's like a hen pecking at a butt. Miss Yang, you can even understand this language?"
"From now on, Fatty will call you Yang the Translator!"
The Fatty exclaimed in shock.
"I studied the matters of the Ghost Cave Tribe before."
Sherry Yang said softly.
Hearing Sherry Yang's words, Zhang Tian became even more certain that this person before him knew something.
Otherwise, how could she have said that he was different from others?
"They've cursed you."
"I'll handle it."
Zhang Qilin said slowly, his figure darting out like a ghost.
His eyes were sharp, filled with murderous intent, and he showed no hesitation whatsoever, appearing extremely cold.
Zhang Tian nodded slightly. It was the first time he had seen Zhang Qilin so indifferent.
"Ghost Eye Black Snakes..."
Seeing Zhang Qilin charging at them, the other two black-clad men from the Ghost Cave Tribe quickly moved their hands.
Soon, numerous small black snakes emerged from the sandy ground. Each black snake writhed its body, appearing extremely terrifying.
Zhang Tian noticed that each of these snakes had only one eye.
The snakes were entirely black, with one eye on their heads, and the patterns of the Ghost Cave Tribe on their backs.
"These are Ghost Eye Snakes, a domesticated animal of the Ghost Cave Tribe. They can spit venom and also cast curses. They are very dangerous."
Sherry Yang explained from the side.
"There are such things in an illusion?"
Zhang Tian looked around. The Kingdom of Loulan had been destroyed a thousand years ago. What he was seeing now was definitely an illusion, yet the illusion here was too real.
Upon seeing the Ghost Eye Snakes, Zhang Qilin was not in the least bit rushed. He slashed his Black Gold Ancient Saber in front of him, and the black saber energy directly cut the emerging small snakes into pieces.
At the same time, Zhang Qilin's figure had already reached the two black-clad men.
With another strike of the Black Gold Ancient Saber, the black saber energy split one of the black-clad men's bodies with almost no resistance.
Seeing this, Zhang Tian swallowed. When Qilin was angry, he looked so cold.
And his attack power had increased by two hundred percent.
What about the dangerous snakes they mentioned, and the powerful masters of the Ghost Cave Tribe? Good heavens, this was a bit unusual.
Killing one black-clad man with a single strike, Zhang Tian was quite surprised.
"Boss, Brother Two is too cool! One strike for each, especially those sharp eyes and those fluid movements."
"And that heaven-defying aura, he's simply a true man!"
The Fatty's eyes sparkled, instantly turning into a little fanboy.
At this moment, the Princess, who had just appeared behind him, stood behind him, smiling at the Fatty.
The Princess rarely smiled, and it was indeed beautiful. Unfortunately, the Fatty was going to be in trouble.
"I've discovered your orientation might also be abnormal."
"This concubine can help you change it."
The Princess's voice came from behind. The Fatty trembled all over and quickly plastered a smile on his face.
Sherry Yang, seeing a woman whose looks were no less than hers, was also taken aback.
But what followed was curiosity. Where did this woman come from?
And why did beautiful girls always get involved with the Fatty? Could this Fatty be the protagonist? Why did he have all the luck with beautiful women?
Sherry Yang was full of curiosity, while the Princess smiled charmingly at Sherry Yang, then turned with a gloomy expression to lecture the Fatty.
In front of the last black-clad man, Zhang Qilin held the Black Gold Ancient Saber, his gaze fixed on the final black-clad man.
His icy gaze fell upon the last black-clad man, and at that one look, the black-clad man felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
His body trembled slightly.
He knew that ghosts killed by Qilin blood had no chance of reincarnation.
He didn't want to die!
"Uh, little, little brother, please calm down. I don't think we have much of an enmity, do we?"
The black-clad man spoke cautiously, his eyes somewhat evasive as he looked at Zhang Qilin.
"Break the curse."
Zhang Qilin uttered only four words.
The black-clad man quickly waved his hand and took out a Ghost Eye Stone. The next moment, the curses that were embedded in the Fatty and Hu Bayi disappeared.
Zhang Tian's curse, cast by Huang Shuliang, was swallowed by Huang Shuliang's.
"Alright, alright, young hero, can you put your saber down?"
He asked cautiously.
Zhang Qilin did not lower it but looked at Zhang Tian.
Zhang Tian nodded at Zhang Qilin, then looked over.
He hadn't expected this black-clad man to be so weak. He had overestimated them and even considered letting the Princess come out to help.
The main reason was that the impression of Jingjue Ancient City was too profound. Now, it seemed unnecessary.
These two were likely the lowest-ranking members of the Ghost Cave Tribe in the Kingdom of Loulan, otherwise their abilities wouldn't be so poor.
If even the envoys had such strength, then the Kingdom of Jingjue wouldn't have been rumored to be so dangerous.
"The fall of the Kingdom of Loulan, does it have anything to do with you?"
Suddenly, Zhang Tian spoke. After he finished speaking, the black-clad man's body trembled. Under his black robe, his face was indiscernible.
"Playing God."
The Fatty muttered and forcefully pulled off the black robe.
The next moment, the black-clad man's appearance was revealed.
It startled Zhang Tian and the others.