Blood Night Without End

Under the moonlight, Kong Hui's blue robe fluttered in the night breeze.

A faint red glow burned in his eyes, and a trace of mockery curled at the corners of his lips, as though he were ridiculing everyone present.

Li Yan had never expected this demon to appear before them so openly.

"Son of a Bitch!"

Killing intent surged in Li Yan's eyes as he gripped the hook tally.

To a great extent, the reason he had become Jianmu's thorn in the flesh was his identity as a Living Underworld Messenger. No matter how formidable these old demons were, they were still running rampant in the mortal realm. Once they encountered the Underworld's troops, only death awaited them.

Yet as he held the hook tally, Li Yan's brows drew together slightly.

His hook tally showed no reaction.

The other party must be carrying the National Sacrifice Divine Artifact. He needed to get closer...

With that thought, Li Yan drove his feet into the ground and shot forward seven or eight meters in an instant.

His hook tally was inlaid with a jade pendant, making its sensing ability even stronger.

At the same time, however, Kong Hui flew backward, moving even faster than him.

Li Yan immediately stopped and made a hand signal behind his back.

Boom!

Sha LiFei raised his gun and attacked without a word.

It was their team's signal, meaning they needed fire support.

The gunshot thundered. The lead bullet tore through the air and shot straight at Kong Hui's chest.

But when the smoke dispersed, everyone's pupils abruptly contracted.

A huge hole had been blasted through the roof of the distant inn, sending bricks and tiles flying in all directions.

At this distance, the firearm should have hit its mark every time. Yet before the gunshot had