"We should have thought of this earlier. Three Jailer Ministers died in the Spirit Mountain Range. One of them was ranked in the Hundred Man Ranking and must have left behind a token. Their deaths shattered the token, spreading news of their deaths throughout the Underworld and placing the entire city on high alert."
"However, the most troublesome matter right now is that the Jailer Marshals have locked onto me. That dark-skinned female Jailer Marshal has some rather strange abilities."
Zhang Chen sped toward the Underworld wilderness. A battle was unavoidable, but he tried to draw the battlefield as far away from Spirit City as possible to avoid unnecessary collateral damage.
"I need to force these Jailer Marshals back quickly. If this drags on, more Jailer Marshals will arrive."
When Zhang Chen reached an area containing a jade-green lake, an exceedingly rare sight in the Underworld, he suddenly sensed a chill attacking from behind. His body instinctively shifted to the right.
Swish! A pitch-black longsword carrying an illusory aura pierced through the spot Zhang Chen had just occupied.
Seeing Zhang Chen evade so quickly, the swordsman immediately changed the sword's trajectory and swept it sideways, the blade heading straight for Zhang Chen's throat.
Zhang Chen's body completely kept pace with the opponent's movements. At that instant, he bent his knees slightly and lowered his head to avoid it.
Zhang Chen's eyes briefly lingered on the dim longsword slicing past before him. The blade bore the characters "Aroundight," gleaming with a luster much like the surface of the nearby lake.
"Mm!" Sensing danger, Zhang Chen immediately shut his eyes tightly. A cutting pain came from the surface of his eyelids.
Supporting himself with one hand against the ground, Zhang Chen rapidly retreated and widened the distance between them. Such a tiny