"What? You defeated the Evil Dragon?!"
Upon hearing that, Gold Tiger looked toward Qin Feng in utter disbelief, as if trying to determine whether he was lying.
The Evil Dragon was a Sixth Grade Overgod.
Everyone had witnessed how powerful he was.
Yet this kid was claiming he had killed him. How was that possible?
At any rate, Gold Tiger did not believe it.
Even if the Evil Dragon had somehow stumbled into a trap and been successfully ambushed by this kid, he could at most have been seriously injured.
A battle between two Sixth Grade Overgods would end at most in a draw, or with one side holding a slight advantage.
That was all.
For one Sixth Grade Overgod to kill another Overgod of the same rank was practically a dream.
Simply put, it was absolutely impossible.
"Right. Have you found any trace of him yet?"
Qin Feng spread his hands slightly.
He asked in an utterly indifferent manner.
"This..."
For some reason, Gold Tiger felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing those words.
Because he truly had not found any trace of the Evil Dragon.
"Have your people leave. I can mercifully spare you this once, and only this once. You should leave as quickly as possible before I change my mind. Once I do, things may not be so easy."
Qin Feng's voice carried a hint of amusement.
He could certainly kill these ants.
But there was no need.
There were simply too many of them.
He had no way of dealing with them all in a short time.
If these people went mad, the casualties on their side would inexplicably increase.
That was why Qin Feng did not want to press them too hard right now.
After all, even a cornered dog would jump