On the other side, Wang Song was indeed a formidable figure of the unorthodox path, proficient in the Demonic Essence Core Method and blessed with limitless potential. Yet faced with the joint siege of Duan Hong and Yan Congke, he was ultimately outnumbered and killed by Yan Congke's sword qi.
After killing the two men in the courtyard, the four used Duan Hong as their spearhead and charged toward the nearby gambling house. With the martial arts of the four of them, they simply steamrolled everything in their path, encountering no resistance worth mentioning.
In a single night, the four of them slaughtered their way through Red Skull like Sun Wukong wreaking havoc in Heaven's Palace, before withdrawing calmly in the end.
Duan Hong and Yan Congke had killed to their hearts' content. Duan Hong in particular harbored deep resentment toward Red Skull, and this bout of venting had more or less met his expectations.
Yan Congke was simply accustomed to burning, killing, plundering, and looting. Now that he had returned to his old trade, he made a ruthless haul.
Inside that gambling house, silver was piled into small mountains. Naturally, he could not carry much of it away, but he did take the chance to stuff a stack of banknotes into his robes and pocket several expensive pieces of jewelry. At least his trip had not been in vain.
By comparison, Meng Zhao and Ning Baihe seemed much more somber. This disturbance might have been covered up by Duan Hong taking the lead, but it could still startle the grass and alert the snake.
Inside a small room lit by dim lamps, Duan Hong and Yan Congke sat facing one another at a round table, wine cups in hand as they drank with relish. From time to time, they