Who knew that he would disappear now? Zuan didn't know whether he woke up and left on his own or was carried away by some monsters in the tomb.

He searched the vicinity for a while but found nothing.

At this point, more and more areas around the tomb collapsed, and the light from the direction of the tomb door could be seen getting narrower and narrower in the distance, indicating that the tomb door was closing.

Zuan dared not delay any longer and could only pray silently for him.

He led the women and rushed towards the main gate with lightning speed.

At this point, those who remained nearby finally realized what was happening and began to run away, crying and shouting.

But as the door closed faster and faster, they realized they couldn't possibly escape before it closed. So, driven by malice, they began attacking those around them, thinking that if they couldn't escape, no one else could either.

The group from Zaun also encountered numerous attacks, and they had no choice but to fight back, showing no mercy in their attacks.

Although their current cultivation level was far superior to that of the group, the attack had more or less affected their speed. In addition, there were too many people rushing out in front of them, which crowded the road. The group was shocked to find that they could not get out of the gate before it closed at their current speed.

Zu An's expression changed, and without caring about anything else, he grabbed all the women around him and pulled them into his arms, shouting, "Hold on to each other!"

Then he continuously activated the Gale skill, teleporting outwards repeatedly, performing it seven or eight times in a row, finally rushing out just one second before the gate closed.

The group glanced back and their expressions changed drastically. After the gate closed, the entire tomb began to sink, forming a terrifying vortex that sucked in the surrounding trees and livestock.

Zuan dared not delay and continued to rush outwards.

At this moment, he felt his body become lighter, and his mental energy recovered much faster. Waves of vital energy were continuously flowing into his body. He knew that the others were helping him in their own ways.

They charged for dozens of miles before the terrifying aura finally disappeared, and everyone collapsed to the ground.

Even though Zaun's strength is now vastly different from what it used to be, he was exhausted and pale from constantly teleporting and rushing with so many people along the way.

At this moment, Chu Chuyan took a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and at the same time took out a bottle of spiritual liquid and fed it to his mouth: "Aunt, this is the Rose Dew of Baiyujing, which has a very good restorative effect on mental energy consumption."

"Thank you." Zuan drank a bottle and felt a sweet and refreshing sensation flow into his mouth, instantly invigorating him.

At this moment, Chu Chuyan said softly, "Now can you release my master?"

Zu An was startled and quickly looked to the side, only to find himself holding Yun Jianyue in his left arm and Yan Xuehen in his right.

They clung tightly to the others, because even with Zuan's long arms, he couldn't have held six women at the same time.

The group stared at him with strange expressions. Yun Jianyue smiled faintly and said, "How does it feel to hold Master Yan? Countless men in this world want to kiss you but cannot. Today, you have held me for so long. If those people knew, they would probably be so jealous that they would want to kill you."

Chu Chuyan looked at her master with some confusion. Her master never allowed men to touch her body, so why hadn't she gotten angry after all this time?

A blush flashed across Yan Xuehen's face, and she stood up abruptly: "There are plenty of men in the world who want to embrace the Cloud Cult Leader, but none of them have succeeded."

Yun Jianyue sighed, "Who can blame them when all those stinky men in the world are more susceptible to your fairy-like charms? Unlike others who are hated by everyone all day long."

Sensing the tension between the two, Zu An hurriedly explained, "The situation was critical just now, and I just grabbed the nearest person. I didn't mean to offend you two seniors. Please forgive me."

"Senior?" Yun Jianyue and Yan Xuehen narrowed their eyes as they explained. They exchanged sweet words in private, but in public they could only address each other as "senior."

But they also knew that given their status in the martial arts world, and that they were the masters of Hong Lei and Chu Yan, the other party should indeed address them as seniors. Thinking of this, they felt even more annoyed.

Zuan also felt a chill run down his spine, sensing the eerie atmosphere in the air, and thought to himself that he should never go out with several women at the same time again.

Three monks have no water to drink.

Qiu Honglei, ever eager to stir up trouble, leaned close to Zu An and whispered, "So, between my master and Abbot Yan, whose waist is more comfortable to hug?"

Although she tried her best to lower her voice, Yan Xuehen and Yun Jianyue's cultivation levels were now vastly different from before, and they both pricked up their ears, waiting for his answer.

Zuan's hair stood on end. Just as he was wondering what to do, a terrifying wave came from afar, followed by a figure falling rapidly towards him.

"The Chief Priest?" Upon seeing the person's appearance, everyone in the room changed their expressions slightly.