Madman! He Wants to Turn Slaughter City into a Morgue!

The blood-red streets erupted far sooner than Su Chen had expected.

The first to charge forward was a one-eyed man, a Soul Elder of around level forty, gripping a rusted serrated scimitar.

He probably thought he was only one step away from ten thousand Gold Soul Coins.

Jiang Tieyi stepped forward, raised his head, and smashed his brow bone viciously into the side of the scimitar.

A crisp cracking sound rang out.

The blade broke.

Before the one-eyed man's pupils could even contract, Jiang Tieyi's knee had already driven into his abdomen.

The man folded into a grotesque V-shape and flew backward, smashing through two earthen walls before vanishing into the depths of a dark alley.

The restless crowd abruptly stopped in its tracks.

Su Chen lowered his gaze, his tone utterly flat.

"Seven people, three groups. Mo Qianye, Chu Yao, come with me."

"Yan Wuji, Jiang Tieyi, Central District is yours."

"Ye Linglong, Ling Shuang, go to the East District."

Chu Yao curled a wisp of purple smoke around her fingertip and raised a brow. "What's the target?"

"A cleanup."

"Cleaning up who?"

Su Chen looked toward the greedy eyes hidden in the shadows, his voice cold to the bone.

"Everyone who accepted the Hunting Order. Leave none alive."

Mo Qianye turned and disappeared into the darkness.

Jiang Tieyi crushed the last piece of bone in his mouth and patted Yan Wuji on the shoulder.

"Come on. Time to work."

Su Chen gave the end of the long street one final glance and raised three fingers.

"Seventy-two hours."

"After that, no one in this city will dare speak my name again."

The Severed Finger Tavern stood at the deepest end of Blood Alley.

A row of dried fingers had been nailed above its entrance, layered atop one another, proclaiming