Tu exhaled a breath of stale air and continued, "This is the best opportunity for the Red Flower Tribe to attack our tribe!"

Tashan was taken aback. Unlike Tu, he hadn't thought things through so deeply. As soon as Tu said that, he immediately understood and exclaimed in alarm, "This is terrible! Flame and Moth Witch are still in the tribe!"

The surrounding warriors, like Tashan, were immediately horrified. They looked around and whispered among themselves, their faces filled with anxiety, wishing they could return to their tribe immediately.

Tu's reaction was strange. He didn't panic like Tashan. Instead, he smiled and said, "Tashan, you're too nervous."

"What?"

Tashan slapped his forehead.

After a pause, he added, "That's right, I forgot. Chief, your daughter is a level three warrior, and the Moth Witch is also a great witch. Moreover, his abilities and curses should be just right to fight against these unsuspecting members of the Red Flower Tribe!"

Tu nodded in satisfaction and said, "You and I are both level four warriors. Next time you think about a problem, use your brain more. Don't be like that big, dumb guy Chu from the Red Flower Tribe. He looks scary, but he's actually incredibly stupid."

Tashan made a cute face and stuck out his tongue.

Tashan usually makes this gesture when he is confident or excited.

There were enemies who mocked Tashan, finding his actions childish and laughable.

However, without exception, all those who mocked them have already left this world.

On the opposite bank of the Liangmeng River, among the three known tribes, the strongest are level four warriors, and only the Black Wind tribe possesses level four warriors.

Tu ignored Tashan's bad habit and said in a deep voice, "We absolutely cannot wait to die here. Let's go, let's walk around some more. There must be a way to leave this place. Kakuzu and the others should have arrived by now. As long as we move, we will definitely be able to meet Kakuzu. At that time, we will be able to leave this hellish place!"

Tu's tone grew colder and the flames grew larger, but he was not afraid at all. Instead, he stood still and continued to say to Tashan, "Next, we can go back to our tribe. At that time, it will be the day of death for Dian, Chu and those other guys!"

Tashan grinned, revealing a mouthful of teeth blackened by smoking. "Dian is just a level three warrior, and Chu is a level two warrior. You don't even need to show up, Chief. I can beat them to a pulp."

A soldier behind him chimed in, "Even without Tashan's intervention, I reckon Lieyan could beat Dian half to death!"

Tu snorted, ending the conversation: "Enough nonsense, we must set off immediately. Let's go. There must be other brothers trapped in the flames in various parts of the jungle. No matter what, we must do our best to save them!"

...

Besides their formidable fighting prowess, the Black Wind Tribe's warriors are also exceptionally disciplined. After the order to "advance" was given, not a single warrior objected. Instead, they all plunged back into the flames to find a new way out or attempt to reunite with the Horned Capital.

The air was foul and the fire was raging. As they traveled, Tashan and Tu walked in front, with the others following behind. No one spoke; they all remained silent and constantly observed their surroundings.

Even setting aside their hostile relationship, Li Qing was amazed by their tacit understanding and resilience, qualities that neither the Red Flower Tribe nor the White Feather Tribe had ever possessed.

They deliberately chose the seemingly dangerous paths—the safe paths they had already traversed, only to be met with disappointment. In order to leave this place as quickly as possible, none of them objected. They traversed narrow paths that could barely accommodate one person at a time, jumped over blazing pine trees, or crawled on the ground under heavy flames, exploring new routes.

Later, Tu's team found quite a few warriors trapped in flames and unconscious along the way. Some of them were not seriously injured, but they were exhausted and had no one to take them away. Coupled with despair, they lost consciousness.

The number was not large, much less than Tu had expected, with only a few scattered around, which greatly disappointed Tu.

“Carry them on your back and take them back to the tribe.”

Tu ordered.

"Drive away those guys from the Red Flower Tribe, and then have Cang and Jie Wu heal their wounds!"

The Black Wind Tribe is strong, but it has a fatal flaw: they don't have a shaman or a healer like Cang. When they are injured, they can only rely on their willpower to endure it.

At this moment, they found another burly man lying on the ground, covered in sweat. After being pushed several times by Ren Tashan, he slowly tried to stand up by supporting his body with one hand—he was so weak that the hand supporting his body was trembling.

"Do not move!"

Tashan commanded.

The man immediately obeyed and remained motionless.

Tashan held the man's hand and carried him on his back.

“Tashan…we, we…”

The flames illuminated the man's face, revealing a hint of resentment and despair.

Tashan sighed heavily and said, "Get some rest. Leave the rest to us."

These words seemed to restore the man's strength. He lay on Tashan's back and said with a hint of malice, "Once I recover, I will make the Red Flower Tribe pay a bloody price!"

Tashan nodded, about to speak, when he saw a group of people emerging from the distant sea of ​​fire.

His eyes were sharp; he pierced through the sea of ​​fire and spotted the man's face. He couldn't help but shout, "Kakuzu, we're here!"

Trapped in the sea of ​​fire, Kakuzu was also suffering from the unbearable heat. Along the way, the corpses of the Baiyu tribe and a few of his own brothers made Kakuzu feel very depressed. Just as he was wondering if the chief and the others had met with misfortune, Tashan's voice reached Kakuzu's ears through the thick sea of ​​fire.

Upon hearing this distinctive shout, Kakuzu was startled, then overjoyed and exclaimed, "Tasan, where are you!"

Tazan waved at the flames and shouted, "We're here, Kakuzu! Look, we're right across the flames. Just take a detour and you'll find us!"

Upon hearing that Kakuzu had finally arrived with his men, the surrounding warriors, like Tazan, roared loudly and waved to Kakuzu across the flames, hoping that this wave of sound would help him find his location.

A heavy wave of sound penetrated the flames and reached Kakuzu's ears. Kakuzu wiped away his sweat; he had already heard the location of Touyama and the others.

The breath that had been clenching in his heart finally dissipated, and his tightly clenched hands gradually loosened. Kakuzu wiped the sweat from his face, turned to the others, and said, "Let's go, brothers!"