Chapter 3907 — T018 Double Eleven Special Chapter 5: The Mortal Realm — The Arrival of He Dantou
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With the two sides now joined into one force, that made a full eight Heaven-Tier Great Perfection masters—and against Qiu Lingshan and her five companions, they once again held the advantage in numbers.
What was more, from the desperate fighting of the past while, they had also seen that although the six of them—Qiu Lingshan included—were indeed Heaven-Tier Great Perfection, their practical combat experience was sorely lacking! In a one-on-one fight, they would not have been their match at all.
Eight against six, and every one of the eight holding the upper hand in strength—the stifled resentment they had swallowed just now could finally be paid back in full.
"Kill them. Leave not a single one alive!" He Dantou ordered the three retainers behind him with a cold laugh.
Truth be told, the sudden appearance of so many Heaven-Tier Great Perfection masters under Wei Zhao's command had given even him a nasty shock—but for that very reason, it only hardened his resolve to root them out completely. Otherwise, with so many formidable figures gathered together, he would know no peace, whether or not Wei Zhao ever managed to return.
The three retainer masters nodded silently, then charged into the fray like wolves and tigers, joining forces with the Iron-Robed Ancestor and the others to fall upon Qiu Lingshan's group.
The tide of battle turned in an instant. Though Wei Zhao had elevated the six of them to Heaven-Tier Great Perfection, it had after all been only a short time; their foundation was shallow, and they had little real fighting experience. In a true contest, they were plainly no match for these old monsters who had spent decades or even centuries in seclusion.
Now they were outnumbered as well, and the situation turned precarious all at once. Worse, these opponents struck with savage ruthlessness, every move aimed at taking a life—one slip and they might well lose their lives.
A moment ago, the four of the Iron-Robed Sect had relied on their profound foundation to hold out for a time even while outnumbered, but Qiu Lingshan and her five—pitted against fiends like He Dantou and his retainers—were being pushed far beyond their depth.
"Go and die!" He Dantou had stood by with folded arms for a while; seeing Qiu Lingshan expose an opening in her fluster, he bared his teeth in a grin and made ready to strike at the first chance.
But before he could move, several figures came rushing up fast from not far behind him, each bearing the mighty aura of Heaven-Tier Great Perfection. His eyelid twitched at once.
"Hey, and here I thought we'd be late—looks like we're right on time!" Yu Bing chuckled, and beside him were two others: Zhao Qilei and Zhao Qiwu!
Good heavens! Three more Heaven-Tier Great Perfection masters had popped up. Surely Wei Zhao couldn't be some ancient god—how was every last one of his underlings a Heaven-Tier Great Perfection master?
The Iron-Robed Ancestor and the rest nearly popped their eyes out of their sockets, and even He Dantou wore a look of slack-jawed disbelief. Nine Heaven-Tier Great Perfection masters in all—what on earth had Wei Zhao been feeding these people?
Little did they know that this was not even the whole of Wei Zhao's roster. Cheng Yiyi, the old院长, Xu Shilan and others were still tending to the unconscious women; had they all come along as well, He Dantou and his lot would have bitten their own tongues clean off!
And so, even setting aside General Weiwu and the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast, Qiu Lingshan's side still had a full nine Heaven-Tier Great Perfection masters, facing the eight of He Dantou and the Iron-Robed Sect combined—still holding the advantage in numbers.
Holy hell! What sort of fiend had they crossed, that Heaven-Tier Great Perfection masters were lying around everywhere like they cost nothing?