Qianye had no time to think too much. With a sudden leap, his silhouette flashed across a hundred meters. He rushed to her just before the pursuing natives arrived and pushed her down. All the natives fell upon them in the blink of an eye, producing a human heap.

Sanguineous threads erupted from the human mountain, jolting the people on top away. Qianye rushed out with the person in tow and ran toward where Li Kuanglan was hiding.

There were still a number of natives on the chase, and their speed wasn’t slower than Qianye's since he was carrying the weight of two people. They ran a fair distance before some of them looked back to find that the entire group from just now was lying immobile on the ground. Puzzled, these men ran over and flipped some of their collapsed comrades over and couldn’t help but cry out in alarm.

The twenty-some people who had piled themselves atop Qianye had turned into corpses. The men cried loudly, oblivious as to what had just happened. A four-armed man rushed over in large strides at this point. Seeing the corpses...