416 A Super Elite

*Whoosh*

A chilling draft bombarded their immediate vicinity. There were dark secrets within that ceramic pot.

*Phew*

Wu Tianhe took a deep breath. His twenty thousand health allowed him to endure extreme temperatures, but he could feel his body freezing up after the pot was opened.

"Ten seconds!" The old man in grey robes suddenly said.

At his words, a dark blue cloud flew out from within the pot. It expanded to become a dark blue spirit that was three feet tall and had three scary looking faces. All of them screamed simultaneously while Yin aura kept plunging the temperatures around them.

"Evil spirit?!" Wu Tianhe exclaimed. He was a special inspector of Six Doors Organization after all, this would probably not be his first evil spirit encounter. He even had countermeasures ready.

"Yin Yang Eyes! Activate!"

Wu Tianhe shouted; he had taken out a yellow paper talisman and stuck it on his right eye. His teammates had done the same – it appeared that it was an item every Six Doors Organization officer carried with them. Still, it was not surprising since they are a powerful organization with no shortage of Jianghu Elites.

However, everyone exclaimed in fear after they finally saw what evil spirit it was.

"Oh my god! Three Faces Evil Spirit!"

Even the Ice Demon Queen Luo Puti was paralyzed. Things wer even worse for Bai Libin and Lin Yufei, who were quite confident they could handle their opponents easily. Now, they were so scared that they hid behind Luo Puti and shook uncontrollably.

"Three... Three Faces Evil Spirit… a mutated evil spirit that controls weather… I never thought that the legend is real!" Wu Tianhe said timidly. He drew out his crimson mahogany sword, but his limbs were shaking violently.

"I thought you were at Half Step True Nirvana Stage? Is that all you've got?" The old man laughed and mocked, before roaring with tremendous fury: "Kneel!"

"Wu Tianhe! Run!" Chen Xiaobei shouted.

Ding!

[Cultivation: Seven-Stars Evil Spirit. Health: Seven-Stars Spirit Form. Combat power: 25000!]

Unlike the others, Chen Xiaobei's Netherspirit Battlescouter allowed him to see the evil spirit with his naked eyes and calculate its combat power. There was no doubt that Wu Tianhe would lose.

"Wha…"

Wu Tianhe was petrified, unable to think. He wanted to run, but he was too embarrassed to do so – especially in front of Chen Xiaobei, an enemy He would be humiliated, and that very thought kept him stuck.

*Rooooaaaaar!*

That Three Faces Evil Spirit did not give Wu Tianhe to think. With one fierce bellow, it turned its dark blue claws into long ice talons and swiped at Wu Tianhe at an incredible speed.

*Pow!*

Wu Tianhe blocked its attack with the crimson mahogany sword at full-strength. However, it was impossible for a man of twenty thousand health to block a hit of twenty-five thousand combat power – the difference was simply too great, and Wu Tianhe was forced down on his knees.

"Hehe… Special officers from Six Doors Organization? Half-Step True Nirvana Stage? All useless trash! Bahahaha…" The old man in grey robes laughed arrogantly.

"Wu Tianhe! Hang on!" Luo Puti yelled as he charged at the old man. "That old bastard is a Shaman. He can't be that strong – I'll kill him now!"

"Puti, be careful! His combat power is the same as yours, don't let your guard down!" Chen Xiaobei called out from behind her.

*Whoosh*

Just as Chen Xiaobei expected, the old man slipped out a dagger from his robes and slashed it at Luo Puti's heart as she closed in. She had moved two paces to the side after Chen Xiaobei had warned her; she would have been killed if she did not shift.

"This old bastard is pretty good at hiding his powers!" Luo Puti exclaimed as cold sweat flooded her brow. "I was so close to getting killed by him!"

"It's pointless! So what if you dodged my attack?" The old man laughed. "There's nothing you can do! Martial artists, shamans, they're all the same – weak! True elites would master skills from both disciplines. And I'm one of them – no one in the same level as I am could ever defeat me!"

A domineering aura flowed from the old man as if he had everything under control. He did not even care about Luo Puti, who was speechless as it slowly dawned upon her that there was no way they could win.

Through it all, Dark Child and Evil Witch were prepared to jump in and assist the old man if necessary. Furthermore, Wu Tianhe might be killed anytime soon – when that happens, the Three Faces Evil Spirit would be free to massacre the rest of them!

And that was the moment when Chen Xiaobei started to walk towards the old man.

"Hey, old man!" he called out with an even voice. "Stop acting all high and mighty over there. You'll end up slapping yourself!"

"Huh?" The old man was slightly surprised. "Even the officers from Six Doors Organization are breaking apart, why aren't you afraid of me?!"

Wu Tianhe, Bai Libin, and Lin Yufei stared at Chen Xiaobei like he was an idiot. He was a pile of rubbish who intends to take on an elite even they could not beat – it was as if an ant was challenging an elephant.

"Idiot! Run! It's impossible for you to defeat him!" Luo Puti yelled anxiously. Chen Xiaobei was just the decoy – by now, Jing Fei would have already escorted Lin Xiang and Lin Nan to the airport, meaning that the entire mission was already a success.

There was nothing to gain from risking his life, and yet Chen Xiaobei ignore the rest of his allies and strode straight ahead.

"Asshole! You have no right to taunt my Sifu!" Dark Child screamed and suddenly charged at Chen Xiaobei.

"That kid is mine!" The Evil Witch licked her lips and darted towards him too.

"Xiaobei! Run!" Luo Puti yelled. That was all she could do as she traded blows with the old man – there was no way she could move in time to save Chen Xiaobei .

"Shit…"

Bai Libin and Lin Yufei tensed when they saw Dark Child and Evil Witch swooping towards Chen Xiaobei, but did not even lift a finger to help. 

"F*ck… Mission failed…" Wu Tianhe cried in frustration and ejected mouthful of blood.

Everyone was upset.

Everyone was shocked.

However, Chen Xiaobei was still calm as ever. "How dare you call yourself an invincible elite when you are weak as fuck?!" He roared and raised his left thumb. "Sword! Come!"