The third evil god snapped, "Stop saying defeatist things. There's nothing scary about humans. Didn't King Kang bulldoze his way right up to the Isolation Mountains back then?"
"And what happened? He got cut down right then and there."
"As long as we don't let him pick us off one by one, victory's within reach."
"Besides... Lord Dongliu has been in seclusion cultivating for so long, his strength must've soared. There's no way he's not a match for Qiu Tu."
Just then, as those evil gods whispered among themselves, the door of the thatched hut finally creaked open.
An evil god, just one meter fifty-six tall, short in stature, walked out accompanied by another evil god.
Seeing the two emerge, the evil gods gathered around the hut gradually quieted down.
At that moment, that evil god awkwardly laughed and spoke to the short-statured evil god by his side, "Lord Dongliu. We're really out of options, that's why we've come begging you."
