You call me a calamity? But I am Hyper Zetton!

The spatial vortex struck the opponent's chest and vanished without a trace in an instant.

When Ji Xuan saw the figure clearly, he suddenly stood up, his face full of shock.

"HyperZetton? What are you still doing in Hope Base City?"

The words had barely left his mouth…

Without the slightest hesitation, the space around his body began to collapse.

The next second, Ji Xuan disappeared.

"Playing spatial tricks in front of me?"

Wu Bai first glanced at Qi Shanhai on the ground; his internal organs were shattered into pieces, and his healing skills were useless.

Unless he uses his own heart's blood, he will surely die.

But the last time it was used, it created a god who would bury the world; Qi Shanhai is not qualified for that.

The seven-colored light flashed again, and Wu Bai's figure disappeared from the spot.

The office was deathly silent.

Qi Yuanbao, panting heavily in the corner, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, gritted his teeth, and struggled to his feet while leaning against the wall.

My legs felt as weak as noodles, and I tripped and fell after taking only two steps.

Finally, he crawled almost on his hands and feet to Qi Shanhai.

"Dad... Dad..." Qi Yuanbao frantically tried to press on his father's wounds, but blood kept gushing out from between his fingers.

"Hold on, I'll go find someone right now, I'll go find a healing Awakened One..."

As he spoke, he was about to get up and rush outside.

A blood-stained hand gripped his wrist tightly.

Qi Shanhai coughed twice suddenly, and large gushes of blood gushed from the corners of his mouth, staining his collar red.

He breathed heavily, his voice weak: "It's no use... Don't go..."

"It's incurable..."

"His spatial power... has completely shredded my internal organs... even a god couldn't save me..."

Qi Yuanbao's snot and tears mingled as he gripped his father's hand tightly in return: "Dad, don't talk nonsense. It can be cured, it definitely can be cured."

Qi Shanhai's pupils began to dilate, but he gripped his son's hand tighter and tighter.

"Listen to me... you're the one I'm most worried about."

"Remember this... whatever you do, never think about avenging me..."

"That's the Ji family... they have a demigod overseeing them... we can't defeat them, you'll die..."

Qi Shanhai's voice grew softer and softer, almost becoming a whisper.

"The money in your card... is enough for you to live comfortably for the rest of the year..."

Suddenly, the hand that was tightly gripping Qi Yuanbao's wrist loosened its grip and fell limply onto the carpet.

Qi Shanhai's head tilted limply to one side, his eyes still wide open, frozen in the last moment.

The office was eerily quiet, with only the sound of the clock ticking.

Qi Yuanbao stared blankly at his father's face, his lips trembling.

"dad……?"

No one responded.

"dad."

……

Hope Base City, on the western city wall.

Without warning, the air distorted, and Ji Xuan's figure appeared out of thin air.

He reached up and straightened his crooked gold-rimmed glasses, glancing down at the brightly lit city below: "Damn, thank goodness I ran fast."

"Why is Hyper Zetton still in Hope Base City? This is troublesome."

"Difficult to handle? Then let's not do it."

The voice was so flat and emotionless, yet it suddenly rang out right next to the back of his head.

"Who?"

Ji Xuan's hair stood on end, and she abruptly turned her head.

The dark figure stood less than half a meter away from him, silently watching him.

Ji Xuan's pupils suddenly contracted. Without the slightest hesitation, the space around him collapsed inward again, enveloping his body.

The next instant, he vanished into thin air once again.

……

Inside the misty passage leading to the main city.

In the pitch-black night, the air vibrated violently.

Ji Xuan stumbled out of the void in a sorry state, her legs gave way, and she almost knelt on the ground.

It was all thick fog, so thick you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, and he was on edge.

He quickly spun around in place, staring intently at the surrounding movements.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Hyper Zetton did not pursue them.

Ji Xuan's tense shoulders slumped, and she gasped for breath, raising her hand to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.

His hand hadn't even touched her forehead yet.

Are you looking for me?

Wu Bai's voice rang softly in his right ear.

Ji Xuan shuddered, a chill ran straight to the top of his head, and his body twisted again before disappearing.

A flash of seven-colored light appeared, and Wu Bai's figure followed closely behind, like a shadow.

……

In the next few minutes.

In the mist, a one-sided cat-and-mouse game is unfolding.

The two continued to flash towards the main city.

Each time, Ji Xuan appeared before he could even see his surroundings clearly.

Wu Bai would appear precisely behind him, sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right.

This inescapable sense of oppression is gradually eroding Ji Xuan's psychological defenses.

……

The main city, the core conference room.

Five terrifying figures were sitting around a huge round table having a meeting.

Suddenly, the space on one side of the round table twisted violently, and with a bang, Ji Xuan's figure was thrown out of thin air.

The momentum caused him to stagger forward a few steps, his waist slamming heavily against the conference table.

The teacup on the table was knocked over and shattered on the ground.

The five people in the conference room frowned simultaneously, all turning their gazes to him.

Ignoring the pain, Ji Xuan hurriedly raised her head. When she saw the five familiar faces, the look of fear and despair on her face froze instantly, followed by a surge of wild joy.

He scrambled around to the back of the conference table, hiding behind one of the elderly men in a Taoist robe, his finger trembling as he pointed in the direction he had come from.

"Uncle Li, save me! There are people chasing me from behind... there are people chasing me from behind!"

The five people exchanged glances, their eyes filled with confusion.

Ji Xuan is Ji Changge's grandson, so they naturally know each other.

But Ji Xuan is a seventh-level expert, and with his demigod grandfather in charge, who in the Great Xia would dare to kill him?

And who can kill him?

Before the words were finished…

A flash of multicolored light appeared, and Wu Bai's figure appeared in the conference room.

"Whoosh..."

The five people around the conference table stood up almost simultaneously, their five terrifying auras erupting at the same time, locking onto the uninvited guest with wary expressions.

Seeing this, Ji Xuan, who was hiding behind the crowd, finally caught her breath.

He peeked out from behind the demigod, pointed at Wu Bai, and burst into laughter, his eyes looking at him as if he were a dead man.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"HyperJetton, I think you've lost your mind."

"You're the only Calamity who dared to venture alone into the encirclement of five demigods; you're utterly stupid."