481: Cannibalism

Pan Han waited for a few minutes, only to find that this group of people did not make a move.

Everyone was sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed, ignoring each other.

"It seems there is still some mutual wariness!" Pan Han smiled slightly.

At 9:1, even if the opponent was formidable, it would be difficult to escape unscathed. If they got injured by accident, it would just benefit Pan Han for nothing.

Although this Old Liu didn't have a great temper, his brain was always sharp.

If it were Pan Han, if he were currently at the peak of intermediate evolution, he wouldn't surrender easily either.

These 10 people hadn't made any decision-making errors from start to finish; it was just a pity they failed to account for the fact that Pan Han had already evolved to the advanced level.

It is a matter of timing and fate; you have to accept it!

"Since you guys refuse to make a move, I'll have to add some ingredients."

Pan Han finished smoking a cigarette, flicked the butt away from high in the sky, and then pointed lightly at the ground.

Xiao Qing suddenly opened her eyes; her eyeballs turned pitch black and were filled with bloodshot veins, looking terrifyingly abnormal.

A sky-piercing killing intent!

At the same time, Old Liu also sensed Xiao Qing's change, stood up abruptly, and asked, "Xiao Qing, what are you doing?"

Xiao Qing didn't pay attention to Old Liu, but her mouth suddenly split open. Her originally cherry-like lips had now turned into a large, toad-like mouth.

Her teeth also turned black and grew longer, and a stream of black liquid flowed out from her throat, dripping down along her large mouth.

"You... are you okay?"

Old Liu and Xiao Qing had known each other for many years; although they were about to turn on each other, they were still old friends after all.

Seeing the sudden change in her, a boundless sense of fear suddenly rose in Old Liu's heart.

A bizarre scene occurred; the other eight people also stood up.

Each of them turned into Xiao Qing's appearance and let out low growls.

Nine pairs of pitch-black eyes stared straight at Old Liu, and an icy aura filled the conference room.

"Could it be that you secretly practiced a bizarre cultivation technique together?"

"However, even so, don't think you can hurt a single hair on my head!"

Seeing this, Old Liu immediately released his pressure, actually forcefully suppressing the icy aura.

Pan Han chuckled, moved his fingers again, and the nine people below suddenly surged to the intermediate-middle stage out of thin air.

"It's only fun if the match is evenly balanced!"

Pan Han nodded with satisfaction; nine intermediate-middle stage fighters surrounding one peak stage fighter shouldn't be much of a problem.

"Not good!"

Old Liu was naturally not stupid; he immediately kicked open the door and ran outside.

The nine people didn't say a word and chased after him.

The ten of them fought from underground to the surface, quite a spectacle.

The nine people formed three attack groups, with three people in each group, attacking the upper, middle, and lower paths simultaneously.

Once an attack was thwarted, they would immediately retreat and let another group take over.

Although Old Liu managed to hit a few of them, their bodies were exceptionally tough, and taking a few hits directly was not a problem at all.

Sweat started to flow unconsciously; Old Liu was finding it increasingly difficult.

He had already pushed his speed to the limit, throwing hundreds of punches per second, but he still couldn't stop the combined attacks of the nine.

If he blocked the top, the bottom two paths would be exposed, and the opponent would quickly seize the opening.

Thirty seconds later, Old Liu revealed a flaw and was fiercely kicked in the chest, instantly flying out more than ten meters.

"Damn it!" He spat out a mouthful of blood, and before he could wipe it away, the next wave of attacks arrived again.

Seeing that things were bad, Old Liu turned and ran.

In terms of speed, the other nine were no match for him; with a few leaps, he opened up a distance of over a hundred meters.

Pan Han was not surprised at all; the peak stage was naturally far superior to the intermediate stage.

But he had raised the speed limit of the nine, allowing them to barely keep up with Old Liu's speed.

However, there was a drawback: it consumed a lot of life force and soul energy. Once they returned to normal, they would definitely be severely injured.

But would Pan Han care?

Below the advanced level, everyone is an ant, and he could do whatever he wanted!

Killing you, no explanation needed!

The next moment, the ten of them were engaged in a chaotic fight again.

Old Liu's pressure grew greater and greater; wounds had already appeared on his body, blood spurting out continuously.

"Damn it, something's not right! Why did they suddenly mutate?"

Old Liu parried with difficulty, the question marks in his mind growing larger.

As luck would have it, the cigarette butt Pan Han had flicked away just happened to hit him on the head.

"What?"

"This is a cigarette butt?"

"Who's smoking?"

"And threw it on my head, damn it!"

Old Liu finally found an opportunity to cast his gaze and spiritual sense toward the sky.

"Holy crap!"

He roared, almost falling to the ground, because he vaguely discovered someone in the high sky!

"Impossible!" Old Liu threw out a flurry of desperate punches, forcing everyone back.

Seizing the opportunity, he gathered all his energy toward the sky and finally saw clearly.

A strikingly handsome young man was sitting up there watching the show!

"An advanced evolver!"

Old Liu let out a sky-piercing roar, then turned and ran without looking back.

He had been wandering in the apocalypse for many years and had never seen an advanced evolver, but everyone knew that advanced evolvers were not to be trifled with.

This consensus certainly didn't appear out of thin air.

He didn't want to use his own life to add to this legend.

"Tsk tsk! Thinking of running now? Too late." Seeing that he had been discovered, Pan Han felt a bit disappointed.

So, he pointed with one hand, and a bolt of lightning streaked across the clouds, heading straight for Old Liu with a thunderclap.

In an instant, the sky suddenly flashed, and everyone on the ground went black before their eyes.

Looking at Old Liu again, he was pitch black all over, his hair standing on end, emitting black smoke.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

Old Liu looked down at himself; his clothes were in tatters, exposing half of his butt.

But when he tried to run again, he found he couldn't feel his legs.

But his legs were clearly still there; they just wouldn't obey him!

At this moment, the nine people caught up and surrounded him tightly.

"Don't come over!" At this moment, Old Liu could only use his head, so he shouted desperately.

The nine people were drooling and letting out hisses, but they didn't make a move, as if waiting for orders.

"Uncle Deng, Xiao Qing, listen to me. We've been set up by someone; don't kill each other anymore."

But who could still listen?

Why didn't you think of that earlier!

"Uncle Deng, wake up! You old geezer!"

"Xiao Qing, Xiao Qing. I even treated you to a meal the day before yesterday, have you forgotten?"

"You can't do this to me!"

"Who is it? Show yourself and let your grandfather die knowing the truth!"

Old Liu was incoherent now; he was terrified.

He had killed countless people and suffered for years, finally evolving to the intermediate peak stage; he didn't want to die like this.

If there were no accidents, he would have wiped out the nine and unified the three states.

Then he would go meet Pan Han; if he could beat him, he would counter-attack Dawn Base.

If he couldn't beat him, he would take the people of the three states and the heads of the nine as a token of allegiance to get a good position and continue enjoying life.

The plan was perfect, but who would have expected a sudden change; he was naturally resentful.

"You're about to die, and you're still acting so arrogant! Noisy!"

Pan Han heard it clearly in the air, his eyes narrowed, and he immediately urged the nine people to start.

Chomp!

Xiao Qing didn't say a word and bit into Old Liu's carotid artery, then shook her head violently.

Rip!

Arterial blood sprayed several meters high!

"Ah!!!!!"

"Xiao Qing! I f*** your ancestors for eight generations!" Old Liu let out his final roar and curse.

But as the blood sprayed out, he felt his spiritual sense and power fading rapidly.

The most terrifying scene arrived; his body sensation suddenly returned.

The other eight people seized the moment to hold him down and tear at him.

Pain!

Pain all over!

Old Liu watched as his flesh was bitten off piece by piece, but he had no way to stop it other than screaming.

Finally, he stared blankly at the sky, dying with his eyes wide open in resentment.