The ones fighting Wei Yinyun were indeed members of a foreign race.
There were two of them in total, both wearing armor, but right at the chest of their armor was a fist-sized hollow hole.
Apart from this round hole on their chests, their appearance was no different from the people of the Dragon Kingdom.
The Pierced-Chest Race.
Xu Mu remembered that this race was written about in the plot, and there were also records of them in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.
He didn't expect them to be the ones hiding here.
Wei Yinyun's strength was indeed quite good; her cultivation realm was at the peak of the mid-stage Divine Ability realm.
It should be known that Meng Wanyue and Dai Xingluo were currently only at the early stage of the Divine Ability realm.
However, with the pills given this time, they would definitely be able to step into the mid-stage of the Divine Ability realm as well.
In just a few minutes, Xu Mu and the others had already arrived within the range of the battle.
Chen Xuan and Jiang Huihui also saw who was fighting in the distance.
"The Pierced-Chest Race. I once heard my master talk about them. I didn't expect such a race to actually exist, surviving with a hole pierced right through their chests."
Chen Xuan looked into the distance, his face full of amazement.
Jiang Huihui, on the other hand, saw that woman again. Why was her luck so bad to run into her again?
At this moment, Wei Yinyun was fighting one against two. Holding a longsword that was almost as tall as she was, her movements were as smooth as flowing water.
It must be noted that of her two opponents, one was at the same realm as her, and the other middle-aged man was at the late-stage of the Divine Ability realm.
But even so, Wei Yinyun didn't lose quickly; up to now, she was only looking a bit disheveled.
Xu Mu crossed his arms, secretly sighing in his heart that this Brother Evil God was truly formidable.
The women in his harem were no ordinary people either.
Just then, one of the long-haired men from the Pierced-Chest Race saw Xu Mu and the others and grinned, "Leave those three pieces of trash to me!"
Swish!
Holding a long saber, he charged towards Xu Mu and the others.
Seeing this, Wei Yinyun immediately yelled, "What are you standing there like idiots for? Hurry up and run!"
As she spoke, she hurried rapidly towards Xu Mu and the others.
But the middle-aged man of the Pierced-Chest Race behind her seized the opportunity and slashed at her back with his saber.
Wei Yinyun didn't look back, quickly placing her sword scabbard behind her back.
Bang!
With a loud noise, the middle-aged man struck right on her scabbard.
With a boom, the force of the blow sent Wei Yinyun sprawling flat onto the hillside.
But she immediately got up anyway, preparing to go help Xu Mu and the others.
To be precise, she was going to help Jiang Huihui.
The Supreme Elder of their Xuantian Sect was a senior cleaner at the Sanitation Department.
In the past, when the Xuantian Sect was powerful, they spent years fighting for natural treasures in ruins and offended many sects.
Later, when almost all their experts were gone, it was the national Sanitation Department that backed them up.
That was why other sects didn't dare to take revenge on them.
Therefore, Wei Yinyun was quite friendly towards the cleaners.
But after she climbed up from the ground, she realized she was too late.
The young man from the Pierced-Chest Race had already appeared in front of the three of them; that long-haired youth was an expert at the mid-stage of the Divine Ability realm.
She was very familiar with cleaners; under normal circumstances, those at the mid-to-late stage of Astral Qi could be promoted to intermediate cleaners.
This woman looked so young; she had obviously just become an intermediate cleaner not long ago.
"Hahaha! Little sister, I won't kill you!"
The long-haired youth let out a loud laugh, his long saber enveloped in flames.
He leaped up and slashed towards Xu Mu's head.
Wei Yinyun did not stop her steps; saving even one was better than none.
But halfway there, her figure suddenly froze because something beyond her expectations happened right before her eyes.
Clang!
A crisp sound struck her nerves.
Such a violent slash was easily caught by the blade with just two of Xu Mu's fingers.
At the same time, Chen Xuan had already arrived at the side of this youth holding a woodchopping knife.
"Mountain Cleaver."
The woodchopping knife in Chen Xuan's hand smashed down forcefully.
A golden arc of electricity, a full half-meter thick, instantly swallowed the long-haired youth.
Whoosh!
The long-haired youth's body flew out and smashed into a distant rock.
He was now a bloody mess, his huge gaping wound burned to a charred black.
Seeing the scene before her, Wei Yinyun was dumbfounded.
She widened her eyes in disbelief. What was going on?
That was an expert at the mid-stage of the Divine Ability realm, at the exact same cultivation level as herself, and he was instantly killed just like that?
Especially that tall man, blocking a mid-stage Divine Ability attack with just two fingers—that was simply too terrifying.
As for the remaining middle-aged man at the late-stage of the Divine Ability realm, his face was also filled with horror.
That youth was one of the geniuses of their race, reaching the mid-stage of the Divine Ability realm at such a young age.
Even he, at the late-stage of the Divine Ability realm, could not catch the other party's attack with just two fingers.
But that man...
Swish!
This middle-aged man immediately erupted with Qi energy, slashing out with his saber.
Whoosh!
An arc of flames flew towards Xu Mu.
Chen Xuan, holding the woodchopping knife in one hand, looked at the incoming flames and calmly chopped at them.
Crack!
The flames shattered instantly, scattering on the ground until they disappeared.
And that middle-aged man from the Pierced-Chest Race turned and ran, disappearing from their sight in the blink of an eye.
Wei Yinyun's face was full of embarrassment. She had originally mocked them for coming here to die, but she didn't expect their strength to be above her own.
In the end, she was the one saved by them. To think the clown was herself all along.
She really wanted to find a hole to crawl into, but if she ran away at this time, it would be even more humiliating.
So, Wei Yinyun walked towards Xu Mu and the others.
She came in front of Xu Mu. At 1.5 meters tall, she only reached about the height of Xu Mu's chest.
Even with Xu Mu looking down, he could see the top of her head.
Wei Yinyun looked up at Xu Mu, "Thank you for saving me."
"It was the right thing to do, because just now, you were planning to save us."
Xu Mu asked with a smile, "I'm very curious. When the opponent attacked your back, how were you able to block so accurately without turning your head?"
"This is our Xuantian Sect's Earth-grade technique, the Eight Directions Eye. As long as I use this technique, I can see everything with myself as the center."
Wei Yinyun explained.
"That amazing? Is there a distance limit?"
Chen Xuan was full of surprise.
Wei Yinyun pointed to her eyes and said, "It's the distance my eyes can see."
"You're from the Xuantian Sect?"
Jiang Huihui's face was full of amazement, "Then do you know Wei Jingzhi?"
"Wei Jingzhi is the Supreme Elder of our Xuantian Sect. Of course I know him."
Wei Yinyun nodded.
"My grandfather and old man Wei are good friends. My grandfather is named Jiang Sheng."
Jiang Huihui said with a smile.
"So you're Senior Jiang's granddaughter. I see."
Wei Yinyun was also quite surprised. She had previously heard Wei Jingzhi mention Jiang Huihui's martial arts tournament to find a husband.
Just then, Xu Mu's eyes suddenly looked into the distance.
A young man wearing casual clothes with a somewhat wicked aura appeared over there. Obviously, he was also attracted by the battle.
Xu Mu's expression immediately became serious. It was actually Wu Tian.
He had originally thought he would run into Ye Chen here, but he didn't expect to meet Brother Evil God right before his eyes first.
Wu Tian also noticed Xu Mu over here. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he walked over with a smile.
"Buddy, I remember you. We ran into each other at Mount Lumang before."
Wu Tian said as he looked at Xu Mu. While speaking, his eyes shifted to the other three.
He was instantly attracted by the appearances of Jiang Huihui and Wei Yinyun.

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