You... are so strong!

The Black Bandits Leader's cold, indifferent voice came from behind, carrying a faint but palpable Slaughter Intent.

There seemed to be a trace of anger in that voice as well.

Someone had infiltrated the place containing his most closely guarded secrets and had even come to his side to poison him. This was outright malicious provocation.

That little rat who had snuck in deserved to die!

"It's over!"

Hearing that voice, Saten Retsuka shuddered all over. She had been undercover among the Black Bandits for over a year and was more familiar than anyone with the reputation of this cult leader.

In the eyes of all the Black Bandit Bandits, their leader was a ruthless figure. Every enemy who fell into his hands met a terrible end, and anyone who opposed him died an exceptionally miserable death.

There had once been a Grand Bandit-level expert who incited some bandits to betray the Black Bandits, hoping to start their own faction. In the end, they had all underestimated the strength of this leader.

Those traitors were ultimately tortured for three days and three nights in front of everyone. At the time, every member of the Black Bandits had been terrified, both revering and fearing this cult leader.

"Go, quickly! Don't let him catch up to us, or we're dead!" Saten Retsuka urged.

Although Wang Teng was not afraid of fighting the leader head-on, he did not know how the formation outside had been arranged, so he did not want to clash with him so soon.

But things did not go as planned...

Boom!

A roaring sound came from behind. A savage force swept toward them like sea waves.

The Black Bandits Leader appeared and struck his palm toward Wang Teng's back.

"Damn it, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"