Huaye True Person Zhao Musheng showed no warmth toward Zhao Du despite his flattery. "Qianmeng is right. Xun Hong is a dual ice-and-fire Devil. He's a heaven-gifted genius who has grasped a sliver of the true meaning of both ice and fire, and can alternate between them at will. That's how he managed to fight five enemies at once earlier—or, strictly speaking, six, without falling behind. His strength is indeed beyond mine. If two or three people of my caliber attacked him together, we might be able to put up a fight."
"What? Xun Hong is actually that powerful?" Huaye True Person was already a great cultivator, one of the Zhao Household's strongest. If what he said was true, then Xun Hong's combat strength was two or three times his own. At the thought of their plot against Xun Hong, the others felt a chill crawl down their backs. The Xunyin Demon Octopus Clan was no broad-minded, magnanimous tribe. They had broken away from the Zhao Household's main force, and only the four of them had come. Yet the Xun Hong's clan had sent out several times as many Tenth Tier-or-higher experts as they had, including, besides Xun Hong, a Twelfth Tier expert. Whether in individual strength or overall numbers, they were far beyond the four of them.
Once Xun Hong recovered, he would come after them to settle accounts. Huaye True Person might still have a sliver of hope of escaping, but the others' chances of survival would drop drastically.
"Are you afraid?" Zhao Musheng, Huaye True Person, asked.
"Since you understand the situation, True Person, I assume you already have a way to deal with it. Why not tell us and put everyone at ease?" Zhao Qianmeng said.
"It's simple. Did you think the golden needle driven into