The alley was deep.
Moonlight was sliced by the high walls into strips of ghastly white fragments, unable to illuminate the darkness lurking within.
Han Yuchen's footsteps were the only sound.
Until another presence appeared.
Cold and clammy, like a venomous snake that had just crawled out of a pile of corpses.
Its killing intent was utterly undisguised.
Here it comes.
Even faster than I expected.
Was it a tail from the Night Owl Tavern, or had I been watched all along?
A figure slowly emerged from the shadows of the alley.
The person was completely cloaked in a voluminous black robe, like an emissary from hell.
The Soul Power radiating from him was as heavy as a mountain.
Boom!
Five Spirit Rings rose beneath his feet in succession.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black!
A Soul King!
A five-ringed Soul King!
Damn, these rats really knew how to pick a spot.
The person in charge of the Suotuo City branch? Or just a high-ranking thug?
Perfect. Saves me the trouble of looking for him.
A gift-wrapped bundle of experience. No reason to turn it down.
"The aura on you feels... very familiar."
The black-robed man spoke, his voice hoarse as two sheets of sandpaper scraping together.
He was referring to the trace of Divine Soul Origin Han Yuchen had leaked earlier to intimidate Madame Hong.
Han Yuchen paid no attention to his deliberately mysterious opening.
He merely curled his lip and retorted with the look one gave trash.
"The smell on you feels familiar too."
"Like rancid sewer stench."
"Seeking death!"
The black-robed man was instantly enraged!
He stopped wasting words and struck with Black Tiger Digs Heart!
No, Black Hand Digs Man.
Third Soul Skill, Shadow Hand!
A gigantic hand formed entirely from pure Shadow Energy appeared out of