The so-called elite forces of the Chaos Realm under General Baiman had been caught in the bloody slaughter of The Barber and Tong Wu.
In less than ten minutes, not even corpses remained. Not a single drop of blood was left behind.
As for General Baiman, who believed himself powerful after gaining the Chaos Source, before he could even take out the Evil God's Scythe, both of his hands and arms had been torn off by Yu Ming. His head was pinned beneath Yu Ming's leather shoe, leaving him without the slightest shred of dignity.
"Sorry... From the very beginning, I only saw you as a pawn."
There was no pity in Yu Ming's eyes as he thrust his arm vertically into Baiman's gaping mouth.
Countless green plants began sprouting beneath the skin of Baiman's limbless body. His eyes rolled back continuously, veins bulged across his forehead, and his body convulsed without end. Finally, his body exploded from within, scattering into chunks of flesh. Strands of evil intent gathered from Baiman's remains until they formed a complete Evil God's Scythe.
"Finally got it?"
The instant Yu Ming grabbed the Evil God's Scythe, his expression changed. He swiftly stored the divine artifact in his spatial storage pouch and looked up at the once-silent sky, where a dark gray hue was gradually spreading.
"You two, go back to the Five Evil Realm and wait for me. Hurry! Otherwise, we won't be able to leave!"
Yu Ming's smile had turned grave. He had indeed accounted for this situation in his plan, but its danger was impossible to eliminate.
"Lord Yu Ming, please be careful!"
Tong Wu sensed an aura descending from the sky that crushed him so badly he could barely breathe. He and The Barber swiftly fled the area.
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