The Pure Purification Stone shone again, but just as the information on the Light Screen had stated, the level 5 Pure Purification Stone could not affect the Screeching Blood Ancestor.
The Blood Ancestor in the sky descended on his bats and landed, looking at Ye Qiyan with a sneer.
"Hunter, beings like you truly surprise me. Heh, three hundred years ago, my ancestor was killed by a hunter who rode a train. Today, I shall avenge my ancestor. Now, I will give you a chance. Kneel before me and become the first hunter retainer under the great Screeching Blood Clan, and live forever!"
Live forever? An old bat like him?
Even a level 5 station boss dared to say something like that?
Ye Qiyan let out an amused chuckle and casually tossed the Pure Purification Stone in his hand back into the storage unit.
"Huh? M-Master Hunter, you...?"
Hiding beside him, Aotantli was immediately startled by Ye Qiyan's action.
He had thought Ye Qiyan was really going to surrender.
"Don't worry."
Ye Qiyan waved a hand.
"I'm not interested in surrendering to a frog that thinks the sky is only as big as its well."
"Wh-what does that mean?"
"It means he's dead."
Snap-
With a snap of his fingers, a golden heavy machine gun landed in front of him.
The Screeching Blood Ancestor scoffed disdainfully.
"What a foolish human. Those weapons you take such pride in are utterly useless against..."
Bang-
Ye Qiyan pulled the trigger.
A bullet shot out of the muzzle, instantly blasting the old hunk of rotten flesh's palm to pieces.
"Aah!!"
A grating shriek rang out all around. Clutching his half-missing palm, the Blood Ancestor howled in pain, fell out of the air into the snow, and rolled around without stopping.
**"It hurts! It hurts