After rushing deep into the cave, Xuan Zi's chicken leg slipped from his hand and hit the ground. His eyes widened at the sight before him.
The scene dealt a tremendous shock to the old man.
Every member of the main team had been caught in disaster.
Ma Xiaotao clutched her chest, coughing violently. "Elder Xuan, this is bad! We... we underestimated them. They used the Corpse Explosion ability!"
Dai Yueheng wailed, "My brother—my brother was blown to pieces! How can I call myself a man now? Kill me! Just kill me..."
Xixi had lost a leg, while Chen Zifeng had been knocked unconscious.
Yao Hao Xuan and Gongyang Mo had been at the very front. They were blown to pieces on the spot, bidding farewell to the world.
But the one responsible for it all, the Death Messenger, came charging out with a cackle. "Heh heh heh! How was the power of this Messenger's Corpse Explosion? You know how formidable I am now, don't you?"
The next moment, the Death Messenger looked up, his expression slowly freezing.
A Super Douluo!
With no time to think, the Death Messenger charged out and grabbed Huo Yuhao, fleeing the cave with him.
Xuan Zi had just tried to catch him, but missed. He flew into a thunderous rage and roared, "You bastard! Today, I'll cut you down and avenge my students! You wretched beast!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, he chased after them.
Xuan Zi was already consumed with regret. Why had he been so greedy for those chicken legs and that sip of wine?
Before Mu En left, he had warned him again and again, yet the accident had still happened.
How was he supposed to explain this to Mu En, the academy, and the dead students?
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