"Green Dragon White Tiger Fist!"
Xiao Zheng couldn’t help but laugh and cry because these two envoys complemented each other perfectly with different auras but the same murderous intent. They were as awe-inspiring as an Azure Dragon and as sanctified as a White Tiger that could not be desecrated.
The two imposing auras merged into one, conjuring up illusions. Xiao Zheng felt he was seeing the Mysterious Trace Fist, the Shadowless Kick, but with even greater power.
"If evil assumes the guise of a god, it must be brought down like a dragon subdued, like a tiger overpowered!"
Xiao Zheng suddenly calmed down, with a "godly disdain," he propelled himself forward with two explosive steps, rushing towards Kang Kai and Chen Chi, as overwhelming pressure followed.
Kang Kai and Chen Chi, as if blasted by a high-powered fan, had their faces contorted and twisted, their facial muscles visibly trembling at a high frequency.
Blood gushed out uncontrollably.
The two were flung five meters away, crawling on the ground, barely stabilizing themselves. They caught each other’s gaze and saw the blood drained from each other’s faces.
Now looking at Xiao Zheng, he truly deserved the title of Evil God, with his overwhelming divine might, he surged forward once more, kicking out again with both feet.
"Is this still a human?"
"Certainly not human!"
Still in shock, the two were caught off guard and sent flying again, crashing hard against the wall. Without cold-blood or pride, they slid to the ground, coughing up blood uncontrollably, like dying dogs.
"Pu... Old Chen, I’ll fight to the death to hold him back, quickly lead the disciples to retreat underground!"
Kang Kai, disregarding his blood-drenched state, charged towards Xiao Zheng, forgetting everything else for the sake of covering Chen Chi’s escape and preserving the seeds of their organization’s resurgence, driven by a determination to go down fighting.
Chen Chi’s tears flowed freely, his luxurious garments soaked in blood. In this moment, looking at the patch-covered Kang Kai, he appeared imposing and grand.
That was the real Green Dragon Left Envoy, protecting their sect, not hesitating to lay down his life, despite bleeding out.
Chen Chi, fighting the weakness in his body, marshaled a strand of Gang Qi to stand up and like a White Tiger, roared out, "Disciples of our sect, hear my command, retreat to the underground base!"
The beleaguered disciples of their sect felt as if they had heard gospel. Overjoyed, they hastily withdrew, lacking any courage to continue fighting.
"Run fast, get to the underground base, and you can save your lives."
Their sect’s disciples fled in a frenzied scramble, some even discarding their swords and halberds in their disarray.
This only fueled the situation, as the experts of Sky Net took advantage and intensified their attacks, expanding their victory.
"Think you can escape... Pu"
"You thieving scum, halt... Shua"
"Where do you think you’re running off to, you little bastards... Dong"
With one side chasing and the other fleeing, the situation had completely reversed. Chen Chi, watching his disciples fall one by one, felt as though his heart was being torn apart, weeping painfully. These were the foundations of their sect; in an instant, countless were killed or injured, the loss was devastating.
Turning to look at Kang Kai, who had already charged in front of Xiao Zheng, he was using his frail body to block the path of the Evil God.
"Evil God! It is my great honor to take you to Hell with me!"
Xiao Zheng was momentarily stunned, looking at Kang Kai’s crazily twisted old face, which bore a bizarre smile.
How could he smile when he’s no match for me?
In his moment of distraction, he saw Kang Kai pull a pin from his waist. Then, a familiar sound reached his ears.
"Damn it, he’s actually a human bomb!"
Xiao Zheng’s heart leapt to his throat. True to a thief’s nature, they were extreme and unscrupulous in their methods.
Now was not the time to stay; when else would one go?
If he let him get close, he would be blown to pieces, torn limb from limb.
I am the mighty Heavenly Net Evil God, in the prime of my life, should I perish beside you, an old monster? Wishful thinking!
Thinking of this, Xiao Zheng’s figure moved wildly, his Gang Qi spilling out and soaring to the peak. Escaping was not shameful, but dying would truly be a tragedy.
While running, he bellowed, "Brothers, get out of the way!"
What the heck is happening? Anyway, no matter what, following the boss is never wrong.
The Sky Net masters tried their best to dodge Kang Kai, who was akin to a movable keg of gunpowder.
Kang Kai exerted all his effort, desperate only to bring down the Evil God, following Xiao Zheng like a relentless maggot.
"Hahaha... Evil God, your memorial day will be this very day next year!"
"You forced my hand!"
Xiao Zheng lost his patience, powered up his single leg, swept away a precious sword, and shot it hurriedly towards Kang Kai.
"Old man, take a solo flight on a dirt plane!"
The muffled sound of a blade piercing flesh rang out as Kang Kai steadied himself, only to see a precious sword embedded in his chest, his blood spraying out liberally.
His face ashen, he yanked the sword out and collapsed onto the ground weakly, but remarkably, he was still crawling with difficulty toward Xiao Zheng.
"Evil God, you must die!"
Xiao Zheng, leaning against the wall, let out a sigh, watching the old fellow with resignation. He was too damn crazy; no wonder the Thieves’ Door had stood for a thousand years. If they all were imbued with this mindset, outsiders would indeed dare not provoke them.
This is the power of belief!
With the sound of an explosion, amidst swirling smoke, everything finally returned to dust, and Kang Kai was reduced to ashes, disappearing forever.
The entire venue fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone was stunned, the Evil God remained the Evil God, undefeated!
Xiao Zheng looked at the eerie scene and, with cold-blooded determination, waved his hand, "Continue the slaughter, leave no roots behind."
"Plop, plop, plop..."
The bloodbath resumed, but Kang Kai’s death had bought a great deal of time for the disciples of Thieves’ Door, with dozens already entering the underground, and the number was still increasing.
TW-2 retreated from the battle and approached Xiao Zheng, respectfully saying, "Evil God boss, we brought a shipload of TNT when we came, enough to level the entire unnamed island."
That’s high-grade explosive, a ship’s worth could demolish a county town.
Xiao Zheng shook his head with a wry smile and shouted, "Brothers, cease fire!"
Long Qie, Titan, Ten Killings, and the elites all froze, caught in the thrill of the kill, wondering why stop?
But the boss’s words must have reason; we just need to follow orders.
They withdrew from the battlefield one after another, to the disciples’ ecstatic scrambles, as they desperately fled for their lives, squeezing into the underground base.
Chen Chi popped his head out, sneering slyly, "Evil God, if you’re so capable, come on down. I guarantee you won’t be able to walk away in one piece!"
After speaking, he entered the underground base, and the gate fell, sealing perfectly.
Xiao Zheng shook his head and laughed helplessly, "If the old geezer wants to be a baked sweet potato, let’s grant his wish."
"Yes, Evil God boss!"
With a mysterious smile, TW-2 gestured to Ten Killings and the elites, "Follow me, guys! Time to move the goods!"
Meanwhile, Xiao Zheng was already on a fishing boat with Long Qie and Titan, quickly sailing away.