"What? Holly's dead?" Kunsang's eyes widened in shock. Sensing trouble, he turned to run.
Ye Chen lifted his head and gave him a contemptuous glance. He sprang into the air and crossed the dozens of meters between them in a blink.
"Trying to leave? You haven't asked whether I'll let you."
Ye Chen approached with a cold smile. The pressure rolling off him was more terrifying than the Death God. Sweat poured down Kunsang's face, and he trembled so badly he seemed to have lost even the courage to flee.
Jim the Snow Bear rushed forward and forced himself to stand in Ye Chen's way. Ye Chen glanced at him, then flickered forward like a ghost. Before Jim could make out his movement, a palm strike sent him flying, blood spraying from his mouth.
"Cough, cough..." Jim barely managed to steady himself. Blood gushed from his mouth, and terror spread across his face. He could not understand why the gap between him and Ye Chen was so vast. They were worlds apart.
Ye Chen moved like a cheetah, closing in on Jim again with a single stride. Jim could not dodge his seemingly ordinary punch. Crack! Several ribs snapped in succession. Jim screamed and tried to turn away, but Ye Chen's swordlike fingers shot into his throat.
Leaving Jim where he had fallen, Ye Chen spun toward the Black Wind Duo. They had been about to rescue Kunsang, but one glare from Ye Chen sent them fleeing without him. Kunsang cursed at their backs. "You bastards! How dare you leave me!"
Kunsang ran with all his strength, but after only a few steps, a flash of white light struck his right leg like a bullet. He cried out and fell. He had just pushed himself up when Ye Chen reached