Chapter 4995

At this moment, Kai and his group were escorting Master Huo and running at full speed.

They moved swiftly, no longer concerned about revealing their location, so they picked up the pace.

Just as they were about to pass through the next city, a figure suddenly dropped from the sky!

The figure descended with a powerful aura, radiating immense pressure.

Kai was momentarily confused. They were disguised in soldiers’ armor, and Master Huo was with them—by all reasoning, no one in Feihu City should dare attack them.

But just as Kai unsheathed the Dragon Slaying Sword and prepared for battle, he suddenly laughed.

“Master Hu, what are you doing here?”

The figure who had fallen from the sky was none other than Hu Mazi.

Hearing Kai’s voice, Hu Mazi stopped abruptly, looked at him, and said, “What are you doing? I almost mistook you for the enemy.”

“I wore this armor to throw off the Feihu City folks,” Kai explained, then asked curiously, “How did you manage to get here?”

After all, the place where Kai and his companions were was not the outskirts, but the core area of Feihu City.

Yet Hu Mazi, a human, had managed to arrive so easily.

“I came looking for you. I was worried something had happened,” Hu Mazi replied. Then he glanced at Huo Shizi and asked, “Who’s this guy? Another human?”

“It’s a long story. I’ll explain when we get back,” Kai replied, intending to return with Hu Mazi.

But just as they were about to leave, the space in front of them suddenly distorted. A flash of white light burst forth, and an old man in a hemp robe appeared with a dozen monks from the Scattered Immortal Realm.

The old man was the Grand Elder of the Eighth Hall. The monks with him weren’t wearing battle armor, but the distinctive robes of the temple.

“Grand Elder! Grand Elder!”

Seeing him, Master Huo immediately shouted.

Kai frowned, stepped forward, and slapped Master Huo to silence him.

The Grand Elder’s expression turned fierce. He spoke coldly, “Who are you people? You dare lay a hand on the prince of our Eighth Hall?”

As he spoke, the dozen temple monks quickly surrounded Kai and his group.

Seeing this, Huo Shizi’s arrogance returned.

“Hmph! Let me go now, or all of you will die without a proper burial,” he sneered.

Pah!

“Let your mother go…”

Kai slapped him hard. “Look around. Even if there are more of them, you’re still in my hands. I’m 100% sure I can turn you into a pile of meat before any of your people can act.”

“You…” Huo Shizi was furious, but he didn’t dare to act tough again—Kai wasn’t bluffing.

“Boy, I don’t care who you are. Let our prince go, and I won’t kill you. I’ll let you walk away,” the elder said to Kai.

“Get lost. The words of you temple people are no different from farts—I don’t trust them.”

“If you don’t want your prince to die, then move aside,” Kai said as he pressed one hand against Huo Shizi’s head.

With just a bit of force, Huo Shizi’s skull would burst like a watermelon.

But the elder didn’t respond or back down, and the two sides entered a tense standoff.

Kai knew that since they were still in Feihu City, dragging this out would only work against them.

“Fengxian, Father-in-law, you two take Niu Ben and leave Feihu City immediately.”

“Master Hu and I will stay behind and stall these guys,” Kai ordered.

“Hell no—why do I have to stay? Can’t you do that yourself?”

“There are two women waiting for me in bed back home. I can’t die here,” Hu Mazi said, rolling his eyes.