The dark cave remains sunless all year round, like a blood-red mouth, exuding an unbearable dampness.

When Yang Quanfeng's voice rang out, an invisible evil presence quickly spread throughout the cave.

"Ah—"

A Silver City Guard clutched his head and knelt down, his face contorted: "This sound... is strange!"

Soon after, more and more Silver City Guards showed expressions of agony.

Qin An suddenly bowed his head.

The rocks beneath his feet trembled at an eerie frequency, like countless fine needles piercing into his bone marrow.

"Attacking with ground vibrations?"

He squinted, protective energy instantly enveloping his body: "Hmph, truly insidious."

Qin An was no longer the rookie he was when he first joined the circle; he saw the situation clearly at a glance.

The tiger's evil presence could be resisted, but when standing on the ground, the vibrating sensation, akin to fine needles, immediately trapped many Silver City Guards.

Yang Quanfeng, being a Jinzhou guard, naturally noticed the dire situation instantly, raised his two hammers and roared angrily.

The terrifying True Qi surged like the sea, quickly flooding into the hammers, channeling into the ground.

"Boom!"

A rumbling sounded, and the vibrations on the ground were miraculously flattened by Yang Quanfeng's hammering.

The vibrations vanished, and the Silver City Guards, initially in great pain, quickly returned to normal, looking relieved yet fearful.

If Yang Quanfeng had acted a moment later, they might have already been influenced by the ground, their minds controlled by the tiger's presence.

The consequences of mind control needn't be elaborated.

Yang Quanfeng smashed the ground again, dispersing the vibration with the impact of tidal waves: "A bunch of old veterans are no match for Qin An's vigilance. If you act stupid again, you might as well slit your throats yourselves!"

Several Silver City Guards hung their heads in shame, not daring to speak.

They knew that although Yang Quanfeng was scolding them, being scolded was better than losing their lives.

Afterward, these more experienced Silver City Guards regained their spirits, turning their gaze towards Qin An.

They were all Yang Quanfeng's subordinates and knew well how much Yang Quanfeng valued Qin An.

Now, with Yang Quanfeng mentioning Qin An, they realized he was unharmed, feeling a tinge of surprise.

Even some of the more seasoned Silver City Guards fell for the attack, yet Qin An remained unscathed.

The Silver City Guards were drenched in cold sweat.

Someone glanced at the solid layer of protective energy around Qin An, murmuring: "One foot thick protective energy... Is this guy a monster?"

At this level, every Silver City Guard naturally has a defensive technique, as it can be life-saving in critical moments.

But Qin An's defensive technique was notably different.

With protective energy that thick, he hardly seemed like a new Silver City Guard.

"This person's talent must be extraordinary; no wonder Mr. Yang puts him to such significant use."

Many Silver City Guards already suspected this.

In the urgency of the moment, Yang Quanfeng merely rebuked them once and said no more, turning and continuing to walk deeper inside.

Qin An felt the numerous gazes around him, and he could discern some emotions from many of them.

He did not say much, continuing to walk forward by himself.

Cheng Sufeng fiddled with a silver needle, a trace of excitement on his face.

Since meeting Qin An, Cheng Sufeng had been repeatedly struck down.

Cheng Sufeng, considered quite accomplished among the Silver City Guards and possessing a rather high spirit, could hardly endure it.

Now, unexpectedly, he felt balanced.

Because he wasn't the only one struck down.

Especially seeing a few people he had grudges with suffer, Cheng Sufeng felt very satisfied.

The cave entrance was extremely deep, and combined with the darkness and slippery ground, the further they walked, the more difficult it became to advance.

The numerous Silver City Guards reached into their bosoms, taking out fire strikers and lighting them to continue on with the aid of the faint light.

After walking for a stick of incense, anomalies appeared ahead.

A white fox corpse lay on the ground, still emanating warmth, evidently having died not long ago.

A Silver City Guard quickly stepped forward to examine it, clasped his fists and reported: "Sir, it died less than half an hour ago, with no external injuries, but its internal organs were shaken to mush."

Yang Quanfeng frowned: "It seems the monster has entered ahead of us."

The corpse in front of them testified that the monster forces had accessed this place through special channels.

Not only that, but they were also considerably faster than them, having already proceeded ahead.

Qin An lightly stroked his black knife, contemplatively saying: "There shouldn't be just one corpse."

The moment he spoke, silence ensued in the arena.

Everyone turned their gaze toward him, inwardly admiring Qin An's audacity.

Analyzing before Jinzhou guards, if the analysis was correct, no problem; if wrong, he'd bear the blame.

Yang Quanfeng's eyes narrowed: "Go on."

Not one to be stubborn, he knew well the value of learning from others.

If Qin An's analysis could provide enlightenment, it might avert significant casualties.

"Monster groups, when losing members, have no need to leave traces."

Qin An raised his eyes, pupils reflecting the firelight: "A single corpse is impossible."

He tapped the ground lightly with his blade: "They wouldn't be so foolish."

Upon hearing this, many Silver City Guards subtly nodded, agreeing with Qin An's reasoning.

Cheng Sufeng stared at Qin An in astonishment, the hand holding the silver needle pressing slightly tighter.

He was well aware of Qin An's accomplishments, talent, and strength, though he hadn't realized Qin An could analyze things so thoroughly.

Possessing both power and brains, how could others survive in the Evil Extermination Bureau?

Yang Quanfeng pondered for a moment, saying: "Then there can only be one conclusion."

"They've scattered."

Qin An added: "Perhaps not voluntarily, but forced to disperse."

The Tiger Race's hidden dangers were exceedingly perilous; choosing to disperse deliberately was akin to courting death.

Since voluntary dispersion was improbable, forced dispersion was the only option.

As for how they dispersed, they must have met danger.

Yang Quanfeng was about to say something when an anomaly suddenly emerged.

The surrounding scenery suddenly twisted like serpent shapes, with the ground undulating as if it were alive.

Moreover, the walls around them were morphing at a visible speed, making them feel like they were within a cubical puzzle that could change at any moment.

Simultaneously, Qin An noticed his colleagues starting to disappear.

They weren't dead, but separated by this mechanism.

In just a few breaths, only Qin An remained on site.

"Such ingenious methods."

Qin An thought to himself.

Having read numerous miscellaneous books, he knew this was a kind of mechanical skill, and that it was profoundly intricate.

Now, Qin An has been sectioned off by the mechanism to a separate location, presumably the others are as well.

"This must be to prevent storming the secret chamber with numbers; the Tiger Race truly had skills, too bad they were exterminated by the Evil Extermination Bureau."

Qin An surveyed the surroundings and drew out the black blade from his waist.

The passage ahead widened, and the Tiger's evil qi was constantly present, eroding Qin An's surface Gang Qi.

Deep in the slippery wide corridor, a bronze tiger beast stood.

Though made of bronze, the tiger beast was lifelike, giving a sense of looming evil upon a glance.

"Alive."

Qin An carefully scanned, his brow slightly raised.

The bronze tiger beast's eyeball subtly shifted, a movement too minute to escape Qin An's eyes.

Suddenly, a burst of evil qi surged skyward, rolling towards Qin An.

The bronze tiger beast's debris fell like rain, its bloody mouth agape, it pounced at Qin An on all fours.

The Tiger Race was long extinct, with only a few small cats left.

There couldn't be tiger demons here; the only possibility was a Pseudo-God.

"To preserve the Tiger Race's secret chamber, they painstakingly created a Pseudo-God to defend it, impressive."

Qin An swiftly deduced the reasoning behind it.

Pseudo-Gods are born of imagination, not limited to humans; the imagination of mythical creatures is possible too.

The Tiger Race, using imaginative power, created Pseudo-Gods perfectly to defend their secret chamber.

Yet, whether the Pseudo-God belonged to the Tiger Race was unknown.

But there was no time to analyze this now.

The bronze tiger beast moved incredibly fast, in the blink of an eye it was before Qin An, its huge claw raised, pressing down towards Qin An's head.

The wind whistled sharply, sending a chill to one's heart.

Qin An lifted the black blade, sweeping it upward, clashing with the bronze tiger beast's claws.

The combined power of ice and fire, along with the might of Ice Flame Triple Extraordinary, raised heat waves and cold currents around.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out, the bronze tiger beast was blocked by the black blade, its figure suspended in mid-air suddenly.

At this moment, Qin An reached out his left hand, grasped into a claw, pressing onto the bronze tiger beast's forelimb and forcefully pulled backward.

"Bang!"

A dull sound echoed, becoming the only sound in the dark corridor.

The bronze tiger beast's head was pressed against the wall by Qin An, struggling furiously, emitting a whimpering noise.

Qin An's face remained expressionless, wielding the black blade, stabbing it into the bronze tiger beast's back.

Bronze rust flew everywhere, yet Qin An's expression remained calm as water.

After more than ten strikes, the bronze tiger beast ceased movement, fell to the ground, shattered into pieces.

A Pseudo-God marrow detached, absorbed into Qin An's body.

"A Jade Bone Realm Pseudo-God right out of the gate, indeed a Tiger Race's secret chamber."

A glint of excitement flashed in Qin An's eyes.

Dangerous, but the gains could overlook the danger.

If each encounter was a Jade Bone Realm level, he wouldn't lack blood qi for a while.

Ahead, a bronze gate appeared, ornate and beautiful patterns adorned it, with tiger engravings entering view.

Qin An pondered briefly, enveloped his body with protective Gang Qi, and walked slowly towards the bronze gate.

The bronze gate, though tightly shut, posed no danger.

After a brief contemplation, Qin An inserted the black blade into the gap of the bronze gate, prying it open.

The bronze gate emitted a tooth-grating sound, revealing a scene within to Qin An.

A tree figure was waving its branches, engaged in combat with the bronze tiger beast.

The battle between them was intense, with a remarkable aura.

Qin An's arrival immediately drew the attention of both sides.

Especially upon seeing Qin An's dark attire, the tree figure's wrinkled face showed a hint of fright.

Qin An smiled slightly: "Tree King's follower?"

The attire undoubtedly related to the Tree King.

Before the tree figure could react, Qin An executed the Shocking Dragon Wind and Cloud Step, turning into a blur, arrived at the tree figure.

"Since you are a follower of the Tree King, you shouldn't live."

The black blade swept from top to bottom, aiming at the tree figure's head.

The tree figure sensed the sudden rush of wind, watching the approaching black blade, lifted its root-covered arms to block.

Sparks flew, a flash of light appeared in the darkness.

The tree figure's arms were entirely cut off by the black blade, which, carrying a terrifying wind noise, slashed towards the tree figure's neck.

Seeing this scene, a sense of despair rose in the tree figure's heart.

Just then, the bronze tiger beast pounced towards Qin An's back.

The tree figure saw this and muttered a silent rescue.

If Qin An turned back to deal with the bronze tiger beast, he could seize the chance to escape.

But the next scene stunned the tree figure.

Qin An didn't dodge or evade.

"You're mad!" the tree figure rasped, "You will die too!"

"C-crack!"

A crisp sound rang.

The bronze tiger beast bit towards Qin An's shoulder.

But before its fangs could dig deeper, an invisible Gang Qi separated the bronze tiger beast.

Qin An spoke indifferently: "What are you thinking?"

As he finished speaking, the tree figure's head flew high, and then it fell heavily to the ground.

Qin An turned the black blade, reversed grip, stabbed it behind into the bronze tiger beast's heart, unleashing the power of ice and fire.

The bronze tiger beast howled in pain, fell, convulsing endlessly.

Qin An didn't allow it time to react, swung another blade, severing the bronze tiger beast's head.

From start to finish, the battle lasted only a few breaths.

Two Pseudo-God corpses lay on the ground.

Qin An crouched down, expertly dissected the Pseudo-God marrow.

Soon, two Pseudo-God marrows were absorbed by Qin An.

"Indeed, my blessed land." Qin An thought as he rose, feeling sentiment.

In such a short time, three Pseudo-God marrows had been stored within him.

Wasn't this vastly better than outside?

Ahead was still a passage, Qin An intended to proceed forward.

Just then, a sound of footsteps suddenly echoed.

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