Great Beast Lord's Methods

Thinking of this, Han Xing turned into a streak of light again and charged forward.

After he left, several powerful auras appeared nearby.

They watched Han Xing's retreating figure, their eyes filled with intense wariness.

Clearly, quite a few lords had witnessed Han Xing's battle here.

They raised their assessment of this Mid-Level Lord's threat by several levels.

Meanwhile, after that assassin was blown apart by Han Xing's arrow, he entered a pitch-black space.

When he regained consciousness, he found that he had randomly respawned in an unknown corner of the competition continent.

He had no idea how far away he was from Han Xing now.

"Damn it! How could this guy be so strong?"

"Desire Lord's intelligence was wrong!"

"This brat's speed isn't his weakness. He's powerful in every aspect!"

Thinking of this, a complicated expression appeared on the assassin's face.

He had never imagined that his assassination of a Mid-Level Lord would fail, much less that the other party would casually shoot him dead as though killing a stray dog by the roadside.

It was an unprecedented humiliation in his career as an assassin.

"No, I have to join forces with more of Desire Lord's subordinates and find a way to eliminate this brat together."

"Otherwise, once he advances into the top hundred thousand, more Divine Domain Lords—and perhaps even stronger beings—will definitely take him as a disciple."

"By then, there will be even less chance to kill him."

After saying that, he had already made up his mind.

Then his figure flashed, and he vanished from the spot.

On the other side of the competition continent.

This was a region blanketed in snow all year round.

The thick snow was like a silver carpet covering the entire land.

The distant mountain ranges resembled