"What are you trying to do?" the Silver Masked Man demanded grimly.
A group of mysterious people were left speechless by his rebuke, standing there trembling and shaking in terror.
"What are you staring at? Don’t you roll back to where you came from!" the Silver Masked Man barked coldly.
At his command, the group of mysterious people, struggling to suppress their fear, once again surrounded Zhang Xiaohao.
The Silver Masked Man, leading a group of subordinates, approached with murderous intent.
"You little brat, you’ve got some nerve! How dare you come to my territory and cause trouble!" the Silver Masked Man boasted arrogantly.
No sooner had the words left his mouth than two figures quickly rushed down from the large pit above.
"We’re late, please forgive us, Master!" Sun Dafu and Qing Mian said.
"Hmm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded faintly, indicating that they stand behind him.
"So it’s you, kid, daring to cause trouble on my turf! Turns out you’ve brought some help! Looks like that Puppet was your doing after all!" the Silver Masked Man sneered.
"Arrogant? Maybe! But tonight, none of you here will live to walk out of here!" Zhang Xiaohao declared ferociously.
"Haha..." Hearing Zhang Xiaohao’s words, the Silver Masked Man laughed uproariously.
The laughter suddenly ceased.
"Did I hear you right, you little rat? Just the three of you? A Peak of Hundred Veins Realm, a Late Stage of Control Realm, and an Early Stage of Void Transformation Realm? Don’t think I’m looking down on you, but even if a hundred, no, two hundred more like you came at me, I could wipe you out with a wave of my hand!" the Silver Masked Man boasted wildly.
"Big talk! Hope you don’t catch a breeze and snap your jaw," Zhang Xiaohao mocked.
"Open your eyes wide and see for yourself! I have nearly two hundred people here, each one a gene evolver! The weakest among them are at the Hundred Veins Realm, and the group behind me, each possesses the strength of the Control Realm. And I am at the Mid-stage Void Transformation Realm! Gene evolution advanced to over ninety percent! I’m not bragging, but any one of us could spit and drown the three of you!" the Silver Masked Man boasted pompously.
"Let me ask you a question!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Since you’re about to die anyway, I’ll be kind and tell you! What do you want to know?" the Silver Masked Man replied arrogantly.
"What’s your relationship with the John family in the M country?" Zhang Xiaohao inquired.
Among the many powers he had offended, apart from the mysterious John family in the M country who were evolvers, the rest were mostly Ancient Martial cultivators or people from other countries.
"Hm? The John family? I don’t understand what you’re talking about!" the Silver Masked Man snorted coldly.
"You don’t know? Then where do you get your gene evolution fluid from?" Zhang Xiaohao countered. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾·𝗇𝖾𝗍
"Hmph! You ask too many questions, kid. But since I’m in a good mood tonight, and you’re going to die anyway, I’ll generously tell you. The gene evolution fluid we use is distributed by the Sect Leader of our Heaven and Earth Sect! Only those with immense potential and astonishing combat abilities can receive a dose of the gene evolution fluid," the Silver Masked Man said proudly.
"So, your Sect Leader is from the M country, then?" Zhang Xiaohao said, squinting.
"Hmph! Want to know? Go ask King Yan! Kill them!" the Silver Masked Man ordered with a bloodthirsty tone.
With a domineering wave of his hand,
The disciples of the Heaven and Earth Sect all sprang into action.
"Kill!!" A deafening roar erupted.
One by one, the Half-orcs took off, their brute claws striking out with violent gusts of wind, charging at Zhang Xiaohao and his companions.
"Both of you, be careful! These beasts are very strong! If you can’t hold out, don’t hold back in defending yourselves!" Zhang Xiaohao cautioned.
"Master, rest assured, we haven’t even begun to take these beasts seriously," Sun Dafu and Qing Mian said with surging killing intent.
"Hmm!" Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
An endless tide of killing intent surged forth, coalescing into a swirling vortex of murderous energy around him.
With a tap of his foot on the ground, he employed the Twelve Heavenly Steps, charging forward at high speed.
"Die!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.
The third level of Netherworld Demon Body was pushed to its limit as his domineering palms reached out to slash and chop, carrying brutal force as he bombarded the disciples from the Heaven and Earth Sect.
Blood rained down; anyone struck by Zhang Xiaohao, whether they were in the Hundred Veins Realm or the Control Realm, was instantly annihilated by a single blow.
"Kill!" more than a dozen half-orcs growled.
They rapidly charged at Zhang Xiaohao from all directions.
Their cold, gleaming claws swung out, bringing a massive, howling force, savagely aiming for Zhang Xiaohao’s head.
"A bunch of beasts, daring to be rampant in my presence! Die!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
His palm strikes flew out, as fast as lightning.
Black streaks of light fell, and countless gobs of blood sprayed out.
Slice, slice, slice...
In just a single encounter, these charging disciples of the Heaven and Earth Sect were slayed.
Zhang Xiaohao tapped the ground with one foot, charging into battle again.
Sun Dafu and Qing Mian were not willing to be outdone.
Facing that group of half-orcs, neither dared to be careless. They teamed up, supporting each other, and unleashed their most potent attacks against the surrounding disciples from the Heaven and Earth Sect.
Though they weren’t as fast as Zhang Xiaohao, the two men worked together seamlessly, slowly but surely reaping the lives of these Heaven and Earth Sect disciples.
In the brief span of five minutes.
Nearly two hundred Heaven and Earth Sect disciples had been reduced by three quarters.
The remaining quarter retreated in fear toward the Silver Masked Man.
"Are you all trash? So many people ambushing three, and yet you are being pushed back by them?" the Silver Masked Man roared ferociously.
"Leader, it’s really not our fault! This damn kid is just too powerful, we’re no match for him at all!" a disciple from the Heaven and Earth Sect said weakly.
As soon as the words left his mouth, the Silver Masked Man’s palm moved like lightning, smashing down on the disciple’s head.
The blow obliterated the man into a shower of blood.
"Hmph! Useless thing, how dare you talk back? Seeking death!" the Silver Masked Man coldly snarled.
His gaze turned icy, brimming with murderous intent as he looked at Zhang Xiaohao.
"Brat, didn’t think you three had some tricks up your sleeves. But these little tricks, trying to show off in front of me, are just laughable!" the Silver Masked Man arrogantly said.
"So much rubbish talk! You all can go die now," Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.