Killing The Two Experts

Meanwhile, only two enemies remained standing before Wen Ran. Both of them were panting heavily, their bodies weary from the relentless battle. They exchanged a brief look, then glanced at the elder, their anger rising as they saw Wu Xiaohui flee, abandoning them mid-fight. He had jumped the wall and ran like a coward, his tail between his legs.

They cursed their service to this fool, cursed his family, but most of all—they cursed the demon god standing before them.

With a silent nod, they exchanged a plan, silently agreeing on their final, desperate attack. Using the last of their strength, they combined their powers, launching a devastating blast at Wen Ran—a crimson snake made of flames and a boulder-sized rock rocketed toward him.

Wen Ran, with a calmness that unnerved them, dodged the attacks effortlessly. His eyes never left them as they moved. He saw the two cowards darting through the gate, abandoning their duties.