Looking at the corpses on the ground, Qin Shaofeng wore an expression devoid of joy or sorrow.
It was only a fourth-level World Lord. Qin Shaofeng had expected to kill him with a single punch.
Hmm?
Suddenly, Qin Shaofeng seemed to sense something. He turned his gaze toward a distant spot, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Heh, I didn't expect someone to get here so quickly!"
Sensing several auras rushing toward him from afar, a cold glint flashed across Qin Shaofeng's face.
Without lingering, Qin Shaofeng flashed back to the ground. He quickly stripped the Storage Rings from the long-haired man and the other six, then vanished at once.
Before long, a streak of light shot over and stopped high above the scene.
The newcomer was none other than Ren Hai, a peak World Lord!
The moment the long-haired man crushed the jade talisman, Ren Hai had sensed it. There was no need to explain; he naturally knew it was a signal that an enemy had been spotted.
Though Ren Hai hadn't been the closest to the long-haired man at the time, his formidable strength let him reach the scene first.
But when he arrived and saw the seven corpses on the ground, Ren Hai's expression turned terrifyingly grim.
He still hadn't made it in time!
That loathsome human had escaped again!
What enraged Ren Hai most was that among the seven dead, one was a disciple of the Ren Clan. That disciple's corpse was precisely what made Ren Hai so furious.
It wasn't because the man had been someone important to Ren Hai. The dead man had been nothing more than an ordinary Ren Clan disciple.
But that wasn't what Ren Hai cared about. What truly troubled him was that although the Ren Clan