I usually did not kill the moment I made a move.
I had always held to one principle: if I could avoid hurting someone, I would; if I could avoid taking a life, I would.
But that was before. Things were different now.
When it came to fighting the Outsiders, clinging to that mindset would be irresponsible—to myself and to this world.
Besides, the situation was urgent. I did not want anything to happen to Wu Kaishan. No matter what, he had ties to our world, and he was willing to change that world. As long as he could truly take control of it, the threat of an Outsider invasion would be greatly reduced.
I had Qin Song and the others bring along the man Jiang Xiaohui had knocked unconscious, and we set off after Ying Gou and Wu Kaishan.
I had no idea whether Jiang Xiaohui had caught up to them yet, or whether the people trying to kill Wu Kaishan had already reached them.
I believed the three people we had dealt with were not the strongest among that group. On the contrary, they were probably the weakest.
After all, in their eyes, the only person who could truly threaten them should have been Wu Kaishan. He had once been the Ruler of their world, so he naturally possessed certain methods and strength.
That was why they had sent their worst three men to hold us back.
They had simply misjudged our strength.
At the very least, from the moment they saw the Samadhi True Fire I used, I could tell they had never imagined that I could control such strange flames—flames capable of reducing them to ashes.
Qin Song and Wu Kaishan's three subordinates said nothing. They merely followed quietly behind us. I could tell they were