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Hanyu had indeed escaped by burrowing underground, but he hadn't gone far. As long as there was still a chance, he wasn't willing to give up just yet.

A few miles away, he found a corpse... No, a person.

Yuan Rong seemed to be made of tough stuff. Under such a horrifying attack, he was covered in wounds, yet somehow still clung to life.

When Hanyu found him, he was immediately caught in a fierce inner struggle.

To be honest, he had never killed a powerhouse like Yuan Rong before. Now Yuan Rong was lying there, just waiting for him to finish him off.

It was a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity.

But if he killed Yuan Rong, the Heavenly Dao Sect would be delighted.

So Hanyu kept hesitating. Even when Yuan Rong woke up, he still hadn't decided whether to kill him.

As soon as Yuan Rong opened his eyes, he sensed a powerful killing intent. He nearly fled again, clutching his frail body.

Fortunately, when he saw it was Hanyu, he stopped. His expression turned cold. "You want to kill me?"

"Yeah. I've been thinking about it for ages."

Hanyu was frighteningly frank. Killing intent couldn't be faked, and there was no point in lying about it. He wanted to kill Yuan Rong, sure, but hadn't he sensed killing intent from Yuan Rong several times, too? Especially when he destroyed the platform—the other man's murderous intent had been unmistakable.

It was Hanyu's frankness that let Yuan Rong lower his guard. Their intentions were already clear to both of them: they wanted each other dead, but the timing wasn't right.

"I know what you're thinking!"

Yuan Rong sneered. Since Hanyu wasn't on the Heavenly Dao Sect's side, he obviously couldn't be on the Yanluo Hall's side either.

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