Time rewound three minutes.
For Inner Court prodigies like Ma Xiaotao and the others, the Death's Hand Bandit Group really was too weak to withstand a single blow. Leaving aside the Death Messenger's Corpse Explosion Technique, even the Reserve Team led by Bei Bei could have steamrolled them.
So, after finding the Cave where the Death's Hand Bandit Group was hiding, Shrek's geniuses cut through its members like a blade through bamboo, killing one after another. With shit-dipped mops in hand, they were like Lü Bu reborn.
What they had not expected was that the Death Messenger's mop carried far more than theirs-a whole enormous lump slapped right across their faces.
"Keh heh heh heh! You dared offend the great Death Messenger? Then all of you will stay here today!" Deep within the Cave, the Death Messenger, shrouded entirely in black robes, let out a shrill, eerie laugh, his words brimming with madness and hysteria.
Geniuses! Geniuses were what he hated most!
"You killed so many of my subordinates. Pay for them with your lives!"
"Corpse Explosion Technique!!!"
The Death Messenger abruptly clenched the withered hand protruding from his sleeve. The pallid skin of the many corpses, every inch of their flesh already permeated with toxins, rapidly reddened as their bodies swelled at frightening speed.
Huo Yuhao's pupils contracted, and terror instantly filled his eyes.
Within his Spiritual Detection, the energy fluctuations of those corpses kept climbing, like Fixed Soul Cannon Shells about to detonate.
"Watch out!!!" Huo Yuhao only had time to shout a single warning.
The next moment...
BOOM!!!
Countless corpses exploded at once, sending flesh and blood flying. The terrifying blasts overlapped within the cramped Cave, and the violent explosions in that confined space reached the horrifying power of a Soul Saint's all-out strike.
The Reserve Team's