The other two assassins, both at the high-level Martial Master Realm, were not so lucky.
Although they tried their best to resist, they were still struggling against Xiao Han's elusive sword energy.
One person had his chest pierced by three sword energies, while another had both arms severed by two sword energies. He screamed and fell to the ground, incapacitated.
In the blink of an eye, of the five ambushers, only the heavily wounded, scarred, burly man remained, struggling to hold on.
How could that be!
The burly man with the scarred face knelt on one knee, breathing heavily, blood gushing from the wound on his chest, soaking a large part of his clothes.
He couldn't understand how a mere Martial Master Realm Fourth Level could possess such bizarre combat power!
In the blink of an eye, the skilled men he brought were either dead or crippled.
His two companions, both at the high-level Martial Master Realm, couldn't even withstand more than a few moves from him.
Three holes pierced his chest; he collapsed limply, lifeless.
The other was in an even worse state; both arms were severed at the shoulders, and he writhed in agony, completely crippled.
Now, only he, the leader, is left, clinging to life here.
Xiao Han strode over, his face expressionless, his voice revealing neither joy nor anger. "Who sent you? Speak, and I'll give you a quick death."
The scarred man spat out a mouthful of blood, his face contorted with grotesque scars, making him look even more ferocious. "Pah! Dream on!"
"Our master will avenge us! You won't escape, you brat!"
Before he finished speaking, his aura suddenly became violent, and his spiritual power began to flow in reverse, clearly indicating that he was about to perish together with the enemy.
"Trying to self-destruct?" Xiao Han raised an eyebrow, his expression showing a hint of disdain.
Just as the scarred man was about to unleash the remaining spiritual energy of the valley, Xiao Han's figure suddenly swayed before his eyes.
One, two, four!
Four Xiao Hans appeared simultaneously, rushing in from different directions, their fists and swords flashing, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.
[Shadow Avatar]!
His heart skipped a beat. What the hell was this?!
He forcibly suppressed the urge to self-destruct, trying to identify Xiao Han's true form, but it was too late.
One of them, "Xiao Han," silently approached him from behind and punched him.
The Annihilation Divine Fist - Return to the Ruins!
A seemingly gentle yet domineering fist force surged through his internal organs, threatening to extinguish all his life force in an instant.
The scarred man's body jolted, and the madness and ferocity on his face froze.
The light in his eyes faded quickly, and finally, with a thud, he knelt down and fell completely still.
Xiao Han's several illusory figures merged into one, and he gently exhaled.
Dealing with these people may seem effortless, but it's actually quite mentally taxing.
These assassins were quite skilled and their teamwork was decent. If he hadn't had so many trump cards and his methods weren't so unexpected, he probably would have had to put in a lot of effort.
He quickly searched the storage items on the people's bodies, and apart from some healing medicine and a few fragments of spirit stones, he didn't find anything that could directly identify the mastermind behind it all.
The other party was very meticulous in their work.
"Hmph, whoever it is, this feud is now set in stone," he thought to himself.
He looked up at the area still shrouded in thick, dark purple mist, and the throbbing of the Eternal Night King Martial Soul became increasingly clear, as if something deep within the mist was drawing him in.
Having dealt with these short-sighted fools, it's time to go and see what secrets are hidden over there.
Xiao Han had just relaxed for a moment when a chilling sensation suddenly exploded from behind him!
"Uh... Hehe..."
A hissing sound, like a broken bellows, followed.
That scarred-face guy, who should have been dead after being hit in the back by his "Annihilation Divine Fist: Return to the Ruins", actually managed to get up, trembling, while supporting himself on the ground!
The grotesque metal mask on his face was mostly shattered, revealing a face twisted beyond recognition, his eyes bloodshot, filled with madness and resentment.
Strange, dark purple lines crawled out from his heart, writhing as if alive, emanating an eerie aura that sent chills down one's spine.
"You... bastard..." Scarface's voice, as if ground from the ground, was filled with bone-chilling hatred, "You think... this is over?!"
Xiao Han's heart tightened.
This guy is fucking weird!
The aura emanating from him now is even more ferocious and chaotic than when he Martial Master Realm Eighth Level Peak; it's like a volcano about to explode.
"You're pretty tough," Xiao Han's tone turned cold, but he didn't panic. "Looks like you cowardly cowards have quite a few ways to save yourselves."
Scarface's face twitched, as if he were enduring immense pain, yet the madness in his eyes grew ever stronger. "This is... the 'Soul-Devouring Blood Curse' bestowed by my master! It burned away all my life and soul, in exchange for... even greater power! Today, you are doomed!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than he let out a roar that sounded inhuman towards the sky.
The chaotic energy around him poured into his body like madmen, and the dark purple patterns instantly became dazzlingly bright. A terrifying aura that far exceeded the Eighth Level of the Martial Master Realm, and even vaguely touched the threshold of the Martial Master Realm Ninth Level, crashed down!
"Bloodlust... Mad Dragon Domain!"
Scarface roared, his body shimmering with crimson light and dark purple energy, creating a blood-red field several tens of meters in diameter.
Within the field, blood energy surged, ghosts howled, and countless ferocious blood-red dragon shadows darted about. The corrosive and binding power instantly enveloped Xiao Han.
At the same time, he raised his thick-backed broadsword high, the blade surging with blood-red light, and an incredibly solid phantom of a blood-red dragon coiled around the blade. The force of the blade was so great that it seemed to cleave the space itself in two!
"Secret Technique: Blood Dragon Soul Devouring Slash!"
This strike was the culmination of his burning life force and soul, his final desperate attack.
Before the knife even came down, its sharpness and eerie power that locked onto the soul made Xiao Han's skin tighten, and even his soul felt a little unsteady.
"Pull me down with you? Dream on!"
Despite being trapped in a desperate situation, Xiao Han remained even calmer.
At the critical moment of life and death, the "Creation-Heaven-Penetrating Art" and the "Shadow Void Scripture" within his body operated wildly at an unprecedented speed.
The Chaos Green Lotus in his dantian swayed gently, sprinkling pure life force; the illusory image of the Eternal Night Monarch in his sea of consciousness also opened his eyes, dark and profound, as if he had seen through the essence of space.
This immense pressure, on the contrary, ruthlessly tempered his soul. Some of his previously sluggish understandings of "A Step to the Ends of the Earth" and spatial leaps were forcibly broken free of their shackles in this life-or-death situation.
In an instant, countless profound insights about spatial nodes flooded my mind, and the previously blurry nodes suddenly became clear.
This is it!
Just as the crimson dragon shadow reached him, Xiao Han's figure flashed mysteriously, narrowly avoiding the earth-shattering strike.
The blade flashed with a sharp whistle as it struck the spot where he had been standing, blasting a deep, bottomless crack in the ground, filling the air with the stench of blood.
The scarred-faced burly man's attack missed its mark, and the energy that was already raging due to the secret technique became even more unstable. He staggered, and the black and purple patterns on his body flickered.
He stared in disbelief at Xiao Han, who had appeared several feet away. That kid had actually managed to escape from his "Blood Dragon Soul Devouring Slash"!
Xiao Han shook his slightly numb arm; that movement had taken a considerable toll.
"Is that all you've got?" He looked at the scarred man, his voice laced with mockery. "Trying to drag me down with you?"
Despite being trapped in a desperate situation, Xiao Han's eyes grew increasingly calm.
On the brink of life and death, the "Creation-Heaven-Penetrating Art" and the "Shadow Void Scripture" within his body circulated wildly at an unprecedented speed.
The Chaos Green Lotus within his dantian swayed gently, sprinkling pure life force; the illusory figure of the Eternal Night Monarch in his sea of consciousness also opened its eyes, dark and profound, as if it had seen through the essence of space.
The pressure, the extreme pressure, was like a heavy hammer, shattering his somewhat sluggish understanding of "A Step to the Ends of the Earth Yet So Far" and spatial leaps.
In an instant, countless insights about spatial nodes flooded my mind, and the previously blurry nodes became clearly visible.
Now!