The Netherworld Clan's three Saint-tier Experts quickly recovered from their brief shock.
"An independent space scroll? Heh, you've picked yourself a fine grave," one Netherworld Saint sneered.
"But why drag a worthless Adventurer in here? Did you want someone buried alongside you?" another Netherworld Saint mocked.
Wu Shaozhen immediately flared up. "Buried alongside my ass! You really think you're that badass?"
"Heh, killing you two will still be child's play!" the Netherworld Saint said with a laugh, dismissing them entirely.
"Damn it, I can't stand those smug faces of yours. You asked for this," Wu Shaozhen said coldly.
Then he took out a massive Beehive...
Soon, countless Soul-Piercing Bees swarmed out of the Beehive and flew straight at the three Saints...
"Soul-Piercing Bees!!!"
Both the Netherworld Clan's three Saints and Elder Huang stared wide-eyed at the Soul-Piercing Bees that had suddenly appeared.
"How did you get those things?!" Elder Huang asked in astonishment.
"Heh, a lucky coincidence!" Wu Shaozhen laughed without explaining further.
Yet just as Wu Shaozhen thought that, with the Soul-Piercing Bees around, he could torment them to death even if he couldn't kill them outright,
one of the Netherworld Clan's Saints suddenly spread his arms. A black hole appeared, sucking countless Soul-Piercing Bees inside until they vanished without a trace.
"!!!"
Wu Shaozhen's eyes widened, and he hurriedly stopped releasing the Soul-Piercing Bees. In that brief moment alone, he had lost over a million of them. The loss hurt so much he wanted to kill someone...
"I never imagined you'd have something like Soul-Piercing Bees. They're nasty, but they aren't invincible. Sorry to disappoint you, but this skill of mine just happens to counter them!" the Netherworld Saint sneered.
Wu Shaozhen's expression turned utterly grim. No one in the game had ever made him suffer such a