"Brother Zhang, did you hear that strange singing?"
"Yes, it seems to be coming from... that bastard's dorm."
"No, it's not 'seems to be,' it *is* his dorm, and it's his voice." Protector Wanyan immediately recognized Zhou Hong's voice.
"This bastard, wasn't he outside the dorm just now?"
"He must have used some kind of illusion to make us unable to find him. My heavens, this little bastard has too many tricks."
"Hurry, let's go, don't let him escape."
With that, Protector Wanyan and Grandpa Zhang Wenbo quickly rushed towards Zhou Hong's dorm. Although they dared not kill Zhou Hong, they could still force him to reveal Zhang Wenbo's whereabouts.
Sure enough, in the next second, they saw Zhou Hong standing in the dorm hallway.
Zhou Hong also saw the two old dogs charging at him.
Without a word, Zhou Hong immediately rushed into his dorm and locked the door.
A few seconds later, Protector Wanyan and Grandpa Zhang Wenbo arrived at Zhou Hong's dorm door and said with a cold snort, "Zhou Hong, do you think you can escape? Your aura has already been locked onto by us."
"Two old dogs, what do you want with me? This is Taigu Academy, try and touch me if you dare." Zhou Hong shouted from inside the room. Of course, Zhou Hong was standing by the window. The moment they broke in, Zhou Hong would instantly jump out of the window and detonate the hydrogen bomb.
"Little bastard, where have you hidden my grandson Zhang Wenbo?" Grandpa Zhang Wenbo roared.
"Old bastard, how would I know where he went?" Zhou Hong replied.
Grandpa Zhang Wenbo trembled with rage, daring to call him an old bastard.
"Zhou Hong, don't court death. You'd better confess honestly, otherwise...!"
"Otherwise what? Dare you kill me? This is Taigu Academy."
"Zhou Hong, I'll quit being a protector if that's what it takes," Protector Wanyan said angrily.
"Old dog Wanyan, what does it have to do with me whether you quit or not? Did I beg you to be one?"
"Truly courting death." Protector Wanyan was enraged and kicked the door open, stepping inside.
Just then, Zhou Hong instantly lunged out of the window.
"Detonate." Within the 0.000-odd seconds of jumping out the window, Zhou Hong detonated the hydrogen bomb formation. Otherwise, he feared he wouldn't have a chance to escape.
Indeed, before Zhou Hong's feet had even left the window frame, Protector Wanyan and Grandpa Zhang Wenbo had almost grabbed his legs.
However, it was too late.
Almost instantly, the hydrogen bomb formation exploded.
With Zhou Hong's dorm as the core of the formation, space trembled violently.
Although the commotion did not spread far, it still attracted the attention of many people nearby, who all flew over.
They saw Zhou Hong standing in mid-air, laughing heartily, while from Zhou Hong's dorm, a dazzling white light, as bright as the sun, flickered. Strangely, this dazzling white light seemed to be contained within a sealed box, not leaking out at all.
It took several minutes for the hydrogen bomb formation to subside.
Zhou Hong inwardly thought that the old dog Wanyan and Grandpa Zhang Wenbo must have been blown to smithereens. After all, his hydrogen bomb was a thousand times more powerful than the previous atomic bomb.
However, what made Zhou Hong dumbfounded was that after the hydrogen bomb formation calmed down, he saw two dark figures in his dorm room. Although they were scorched black all over, they were still standing and not blown to smithereens.
"Damn it, this is too strong! Ten hydrogen bombs exploding within the space of a room, and their power is still not enough to blow them to smithereens." Zhou Hong was also shocked. Cultivators were truly too powerful; they were beyond the comprehension of ordinary Earthlings.
At this moment, the people who had gathered around were even more astonished than Zhou Hong. Some had already recognized Protector Wanyan. They saw his scorched body and couldn't believe it was real.
Zhou Hong stood in mid-air, afraid to approach, as he didn't know how much strength these two old dogs still possessed. However, Zhou Hong was slightly disappointed. He had thought he could eliminate them in one fell swoop, but the result... !
"Brother Wanyan, how are you?" Grandpa Zhang Wenbo asked Protector Wanyan. The two of them stood there motionless. It wasn't that they didn't want to move, but they lacked the strength to do so.
"My life is still intact, but I have no strength to move even an inch. If I hadn't used all my strength to protect my body just now, I would have been utterly destroyed," Protector Wanyan said through gritted teeth.
"Zhou Hong, that bastard, what did he do to us? How could that thing be so powerful?"
"I don't know. I don't even have the strength to move a finger now. How about you?"
"Me too."
"Then what do we do? If Zhou Hong, that bastard, finds out we can't even move our fingers now, then won't..." Protector Wanyan worried.
Grandpa Zhang Wenbo also broke out in a cold sweat. It would probably take them half an hour to recover the strength to move their fingers, and Zhou Hong would not give them that much time.
"Could it be that I, a dignified late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, am going to die here?" Grandpa Zhang Wenbo said filled with fear.
Zhou Hong, standing in mid-air, also seemed to sense something was wrong. Although these two old dogs were not blown to smithereens, they stood there motionless.
"Haha, these two old dogs, although not dead, must be completely without strength by now." Zhou Hong chuckled inwardly upon realizing this.
However, Zhou Hong still dared not rush forward rashly. For such powerful experts, rushing forward would be very dangerous.
Zhou Hong looked around and saw a pile of bird droppings on the ground. This pile of droppings must have been left by a demonic beast flying in the sky.
So, Zhou Hong casually threw a pile of bird droppings from a distance.
"Splat, splat!" The bird droppings, like mud, accurately smeared the faces of the two old dogs.
What Zhou Hong hadn't expected was that the two old dogs didn't even dodge.
"Heh heh, it seems they really have no strength left. Otherwise, they wouldn't have just let the droppings hit their faces without dodging," Zhou Hong was now relieved.
Thus, Zhou Hong immediately rushed forward and came before the two old dogs.
"Two old dogs, you can't move a single finger now, right? If you could move even a little, I wouldn't have been able to smear two piles of dung on your faces directly without you being able to dodge," Zhou Hong said with a smile. At this moment, both old dogs had bird droppings all over their faces, obscuring their eyes and mouths.
"Zhou Hong, I advise you not to be rash," Protector Wanyan said nervously. Because the bird droppings had smeared his mouth, his speech was slurred, and bird droppings also managed to leak into his mouth.
Within his heart, Protector Wanyan felt immense humiliation. If he hadn't experienced it himself, he would never have believed that he, a dignified late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, would be reduced to such a state by someone in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
Similarly, that old dog Zhang was also both furious and humiliated. How would he be able to hold his head up in the future?
However, their more pressing concern now was whether they would even have a future.