Black Water had no intention of letting Huo Hai go. No matter what Huo Hai said, in his eyes, anyone who had conflicts with Hidden Assassins should be eliminated. Hidden Assassins' fearsome reputation over the years had not been talked into existence—it had been carved out through killing.
Among the many experts of the Heavenly Soul Domain, they would rather offend a top-tier sect like the Blazing Sun Sect than provoke Hidden Assassins. Hidden Assassins was known as a top-tier First-Rate Sect, but no one knew just how much strength it truly possessed. Tens of thousands of years ago, the Yin Fiend Sect had specialized in all manner of ambushes and assassinations. Though it was a large sect, it was little different from an assassin alliance.
Now that it had cast aside all reservations and truly become an assassin organization, no one knew how many experts Hidden Assassins had cultivated.
"Kid, blame your bad luck. Ghost Stab." Black Water directly unleashed Hidden Assassins' signature technique, Ghost Stab. His figure instantly became half-real and half-illusory, while his footwork turned exceedingly bizarre, making it impossible to discern his true position.
Ghost Stab was Hidden Assassins' signature ability. Nearly every Hidden Assassins expert knew it. It was a special Battle Spirit Art combining blade techniques and footwork. However, even within Hidden Assassins, few people could cultivate Ghost Stab to a high level.
Black Water gave Huo Hai no time to speak before arriving at his side. Huo Hai felt as though a long time had passed, yet also as though only an instant had gone by. The sensation was deeply uncomfortable. Suddenly, a sense of danger surged into his heart. Almost instinctively, Huo Hai flashed aside, using the Eight Spirit Bat Arts along a strange route to evade Black Water's attack.
"What strange