Blood Spattered Three Feet in a Fit of Rage

"So, have you figured out how you want to die?"

Hearing the killing intent in Han Xing's voice, the man in black looked at him in terror.

"Damn it! You're actually a Chaos Lord? You hid yourself deeply!"

After his initial panic, the man in black quickly came to his senses.

"But so what if you're a Chaos Lord? If you dare kill me, the entire Southern Region will have no place for you!"

"The Shadow Blade Alliance has Chaos Lords as well. They'll hunt you to the ends of the earth!"

After hearing that, Han Xing's lips curled into a smile again.

"Do you know? You originally had some chance of surviving, but since you dared threaten me, you're definitely going to die today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Xing stretched out his right hand, ready to crush the man on the spot!

The terror of death immediately enveloped the man in black.

His face was filled with disbelief as he screamed inwardly.

"Damn it, I'm a dignified C-rank assassin, yet I'm going to die here today?"

"And without even knowing why, at the hands of some Chaos Lord who came out of nowhere?"

Just as Han Xing's attack was about to descend!

A voice rang out.

"Wait—"

As the words fell, an invisible Source Energy ripple appeared.

A black crystal appeared between Han Xing and the man in black.

The crystal spun at high speed.

It actually devoured all the energy from Han Xing's strike.

At the same time, Han Xing sensed the aura of a Chaos Lord from that attack.

"Interesting. Another Chaos Lord?"

"And one from the Devouring lineage, it seems?"

At that moment, a middle-aged man in a dark gray robe, with an aura as vast as a river, appeared before Han Xing.