His opponent's composure went somewhat beyond Jiang Chen's expectations.
Even seeing him and King Wei Wu so badly wounded, the man had resisted coming over to finish them off. Given the Hidden Kill Sect's methods, even if Jiang Chen suddenly struck now, he might not be able to stop Xuanyi, an Eight-Step King, from escaping.
"But showing himself early counts as a lapse, too. If I really were badly wounded and learned ahead of time that a Hidden Kill Sect expert was coming to hunt me, wouldn't I use my trump card and run... no!"
Alarm bells suddenly rang in his mind.
Jiang Chen noticed something strange about Xuanyi's behavior. Such carelessness was absolutely not something a top assassin would display.
The only explanation was that everyone from the Hidden Kill Sect had already arrived, and he was merely bait sent out to draw attention!
Beneath that seemingly flawed behavior lurked the deadliest of blades.
As soon as this thought arose, Jiang Chen inexplicably felt a chill along his back. It was extremely faint, yet it instantly made him feel as though he had plunged into an ice cellar.
A top expert's senses would not react without reason.
Though this sensation was so faint that he could have subconsciously overlooked it, once he deliberately focused his attention, he could confirm that it truly existed!
In other words...
Jiang Chen drew a deep breath, his blood churning like magma. Without another word, he shattered the ground with a stomp and shot away.
By then, Uncle Wei's brow was already deeply furrowed.
Although he had yet to identify the specific problem, his powerful perception was warning him, too. However, he had remained convinced that the danger came from Xuanyi in front of him, so he gripped the Stone Spear and thrust it