Liliana could not resist at all. Blood spurted from her mouth as she howled in pain, and her cries sounded pitiful and desperate."I won't let you get away with this!"She screamed sharply, her voice grating and shrill. Upon hearing this, Chase's expression darkened with a flash of killing intent. He raised his arm and delivered a punch.The force exploded from his fist, sending Liliana flying backward. She screamed as she crashed into a table and chairs, shattering them as she fell to the floor. Curled up in agony, her entire body trembled as she rolled on the ground, wailing miserably.Chase stepped forward, walking toward her."What do you think you're doing?"A towering brute leaped out, blocking his way. He was massive, with broad shoulders and bulging muscles like steel, radiating raw power.He was the head of the guards, known as Iron.Among the formidable warriors in the Larsens' ranks, there were those who mastered the Iron Sand Palm technique. His body had been re
"You idiots! What are you standing there for? Attack him now!" Liliana shouted furiously."Yes, yes! Save Ms. Larsen!" one of the bodyguards snapped back to reality and yelled.Immediately, seven or eight bodyguards rushed forward, charging at Chase in an attempt to rescue their young lady.However, Chase was not afraid of them. He turned around, swinging his leg out like a whip to launch a powerful kick. He shattered the glass window and landed a devastating blow on the closest bodyguard.Blood sprayed in the air, and the bodyguard was sent flying. His spine was fractured by two-thirds.Without missing a beat, Chase spread his hands like eagle talons, grabbing another bodyguard by the head and tearing it apart with raw force."Stay away! Don't come near me!"The remaining bodyguards were paralyzed with fear, their souls practically leaving their bodies as they turned and fled in terror.Chase was not a man—he was a demon!In the blink of an eye, the bodyguards had been utterl
Chase raised his eyes and coldly spat out two words, "Get lost.""You insolent brat!" Ansel roared in fury. "Boy, if you don't kneel and apologize today, you'll never make it out of here!"Behind him, a group of guards rushed forward, blocking Chase's way.Chase glanced at them dismissively and bypassed the guards, stepping right up to Ansel. Without hesitation, he swung a slap across Ansel's chubby face, sending him sprawling on the ground.The onlookers gasped, their scalps tingling with fear."You dare lay a hand on me, you brat? Do you even know who I am?!" Ansel scrambled to his feet. He was clutching his now flushed and swollen face, all while shaking with rage."I don't care who you are," Chase responded icily. "I only know that if you meddle in this, you're going to die. If you want the Larsens to be wiped out, keep calling for help. Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead.""Arrogant fool!" Ansel was seething with anger. "Fine, fine! I'll remember you! You'll regret
"This little brat sure has some strength."At the back of the crowd, a man in green clothes was sitting in the driver's seat of a black Mercedes, watching the scene unfold through the window. His gaze was cold and calculating, and he had a sinister smile tugging the corner of his mouth."With that level of strength, he probably wouldn't even rank in Capital City," commented a burly man from another direction, also observing Chase."He doesn't seem to be from Capital City, and there's no record of him undergoing any formal training," a subordinate reported nearby.The man in green furrowed his brows and muttered to himself, "An ordinary person with this kind of combat ability? Could it be that he's from a hidden martial arts family?""You're wise, sir!" the burly man flattered him. "It's said that the most powerful ancient martial arts family in Capital City, the Young family, has many such experts.""Hmm?" The man in green raised an eyebrow. "So, this person may not be so simple,
Chase could not be bothered with him and left without a second glance.Hero clutched his stomach and screamed as his face twisted in agony."Leave, or I won't hesitate to send you to your grave," Chase said coolly before walking away. Though he had no intention of causing trouble, if trouble came knocking, he would not hesitate to deal with it."I'll remember you! If you've got the guts, tell me your name! I'll make you regret ever being born! And I'll see to it that your entire family is wiped out!" Hero screamed. His voice was hysterical and filled with fury. At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to kill Chase on the spot, but his injuries were too severe."First, I need to heal..." Hero gritted his teeth while enduring the pain and got into his car.…Meanwhile, Chase arrived at the Larsen residence."Stop right there! You're not allowed to come any closer. This is private property! No trespassing!" A short, middle-aged man blocked the entrance while barking orders."M
"You…" Aeros stared at Chase in shock, unable to believe he was subdued so easily.Chase looked at Aeros coldly, his eyes glinting with a merciless light."All of you Larsens think you can act with impunity and bully the weak? I'm here today to let you know that your easy days are over," Chase's voice was icy and devoid of emotion, like the voice of a demon from the depths of hell.Aeros was filled with fear. He could sense the overwhelming power emanating from Chase, a force he had never encountered before."W-Who are you?" Aeros asked, his voice trembling.Chase smirked coldly, offering no response. Instead, he launched another attack, determined to force out the full strength of the Larsens.Although shaken by Chase's display of power, Aeros was not one to surrender easily—especially not to someone so arrogant.With a swift movement, he drew the sword from his waist and met Chase's assault head-on. Their swords clashed furiously, the sound of metal ringing through the air as
The Larsen residence fell into an eerie silence. As a cold wind swept through, the harsh reality weighed heavily on everyone's hearts. Chase wasted no time. He strode directly toward the heart of the Larsen residence. This was merely the first step in his plan for revenge—he intended to turn Capital City upside down."You beast! How dare you kill Aeros?! You're courting death!"At that moment, a terrifying power stirred from deep within the Larsen residence. An elder stepped out, glaring intensely at Chase.Chase looked up and smirked mockingly. "So, the Larsens do have hidden talents. Are you the Larsens' true powerhouse?""How dare you?!" The elder raged, his powerful energy surging forth as he extended a massive hand and conjured an enormous, illusory palm that blocked out the sky. It came crashing down toward Chase.This strike was overwhelming, and the distant sound of countless roaring beasts seemed to accompany it. It was truly an awe-inspiring force!"Heh, a mere parlor
"Who I am doesn't matter. What matters is that the Larsens must pay a terrible price today!" Chase's voice was ice-cold."Stop spouting nonsense! The Larsens have stood tall for a hundred years unshaken. You think you can bring us down so easily?" Shepard shouted angrily."Is that so? In that case, open your eyes wide and watch closely!" Chase sneered. His figure suddenly seemed to grow, becoming like a towering mountain that stretched into the sky.With a swift motion, Chase thrust his sword forward. A beam of sword light shot upward, as if aiming to pierce the heavens."What… is this?" Shepard's pupils shrank in shock. His heart pounded, but there was no time to dodge. He could only desperately channel all the energy within him.Chase's sword descended, its power majestic and overwhelming. An ancient, vast aura filled the air as if it had crossed the ages to descend upon the mortal realm. The force of the strike knocked Shepard back several feet. He coughed up a mouthful of bloo
Meanwhile, Chase was glowing in gold light, looking like a God of War.He was dressed to hunt, and there was a cold look in his eye. He displayed no emotions, acting like all he had done was kill an ant.Chase pulled out his sword, where blood was dripping down the blade.He turned to leave and headed to look for the Webers. Now that he was done with the Starks, it was time to take care of the Webers.Chase thought about this as he walked there. The Starks were one of the most wealthy families in Capital City. It did not bother him to destroy the Starks, but he had to find a good reason to do so or it might make others suspicious."Forget about it. I'll destroy the Weber Secret Sect first before thinking about this."Not long after, Chase arrived at the door of the Weber Secret Sect. He pushed the door open and strode in.The guards of the Weber Secret Sect saw Chase barge in and shouted, "Who dares come into the Weber Secret Sect?!" Chase kept silent as he continued walking i
"Who exactly is that young man? Why haven't I heard of him? The Starks are finished for making such a powerful enemy."Chase was decisive and resolute. He was ruthless, which frightened many of the Starks' guards.He closed his eyes to rest. Thin, black smoke began wafting out of his body and it eventually covered everything around Chase. No one was able to get near him.This was a lonely mountain peak that was far away from the bustling city.After some time, a car came by and parked near the mountain."Bastard!"Someone roared in misery. Theo Stark jumped out of his car. He was furious and roared with great anger.He looked at the abandoned house in front of him. Sorrow, fear, and revenge consumed him. His roars echoed all around."Chase Collins! Where is my son, Tank?!"He ran toward the ruins crazily.Just as Theo was about to get inside, he suddenly sensed a great danger. The next thing he knew, the mountain began shaking. It felt like the sky was about to fall. Theo was
Something sped by in the air, and several powerful auras were coming in close."Who are you? How dare you slaughter the Starks?"The man in the lead grunted coldly. He had a spear in his hand and came speeding over in a flash to stab Chase in the back.Chase did not look back. He raised his left hand and flicked his finger. There was a loud bang, and the spear broke into pieces. Turning back, he waved his hand. The dagger shot out midair and stabbed right between the man's eyes."H-How is this possible…" The man's eyes widened as he looked at Chase in disbelief. His mouth moved as if trying to say something, but his body gradually turned cold and stiff. This happened in a flash.By the time the other powerful auras appeared, the man with the spear was dead."Who are you?!" The two men were shocked. They were looking at Chase in great astonishment."I should be the one asking who you are," Chase sneered, his eyes narrowing.The two old men stepped forward and said in a deep voic
Chase saw that the entire living room was covered in blood. The walls were filled with various frightening torture tools."Is this how the Starks treat their guests?" Chase's expression was cold. He said this slowly and carefully, making sure every word was heard.The Starks!They were crossing the line!"Who's there?!"An angry voice was heard from deep inside the house. It was followed by violent coughing.A young man with messy hair struggled to stand. He was covered in blood. An arm fell limply below his shoulders. The cut on it was clean, and it was a horrifying sight to see.His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Chase. "You worthless ant, you—pfft!"He only managed a few words before his throat caught something and he coughed up blood."Who are you? The Starks have never crossed paths with you. Why do you want me dead?!" He was a member of the Starks, and he questioned Chase with clenched teeth.A name immediately appeared in Chase's mind at the sight of this Stark fa
The elder was furious with what the Gold Devouring Voodoo Bug did."Damn it! You destroyed everything I had!"He was filled with anger. His eyes were red as he yelled hysterically. His voice was shrill, and it sounded like the shrill of a banshee."Did you think you were the only one who knew how to use voodoo?" Chase grunted coldly."Impossible! How could you know restricted mystical techniques?" The elder was in disbelief. Only a direct descendent of the clan was qualified to cultivate the Gold Devouring Voodoo Bug."Nothing is impossible in this world," Chase said with conviction.He flicked his fingers after that, and a green talisman appeared. It exploded with a loud bang and formed into a burning ball of flame.Two balls of flame came flying over and sat on each side of Chase's shoulder. The flames burned furiously as they formed into fire armor that covered him. His defense increased."You must die…"The elder laughed crazily.He waved his hand, and two wooden puppets
Chase's eyes narrowed as he observed the mountain of gold and jewels gleaming before him. They were treasures of immense value.He cast a cold glance at the glittering heap and shook his head. "These baubles are worth less than your pitiful insects. They don't even qualify to buy your life."Before his words faded, Chase extended his hand, unleashing a sharp burst of sword energy.The sword energy tore through the treasure, shattering the gold and jewels into dust, leaving not a single piece intact."I told you, you'll die a miserable death." The elder clenched his teeth while his fists trembled with rage.Suddenly, the space around them became distorted. A strange and eerie energy weaved itself into a cage that encased Chase."Devouring Spirit Ghost Domain!" the elder roared, his bloodshot eyes wide with madness. "You're doomed! I'll make you suffer every imaginable torment before you die!"Chase felt the oppressive atmosphere around him intensify, the air thick with the mournf
"You're doomed!" the elder spat venomously, his eyes ablaze with hatred.The Gold Devouring Voodoo Bugs were not so easily eradicated. Their corpses would transform into sustenance for dormant eggs within them, allowing the swarm to regrow stronger and more voracious than before. Eventually, they would consume their hosts' life essence entirely."I'll make sure you'll die without even leaving a corpse behind!" the elder bellowed, his voice tinged with madness.The desolate front yard crumbled under the destructive force of their battle, leaving not a single brick or stone intact.The elder's tattered robes fell apart, revealing a body covered in deep sword wounds. Blood gushed out from every gash. Yet he persisted, his resolve remaining unshaken. He believed Chase was merely a newly-ascended peak semi-saint, far from being a match for him."You won't win—not while I have the Gold Devouring Voodoo Bugs!" he roared, his bloodshot eyes burning with frenzy. "As long as they exist, I'l
A golden rune floated in Chase's palm, shimmering with radiant energy.The rune collided with the rusted blade, scattering dazzling sparks into the air."What?!" the elder exclaimed, his pupils constricting."Do you think a piece of worthless scrap metal can harm me? How laughable." Chase shook his head. He flicked his fingers, and the golden rune expanded to the size of a hand. In an instant, it transformed into a blazing flame that radiated intense heat. It spread in all directions."What kind of technique is this?"The elder's face twisted in fear. He leaped back, trying to escape, but the golden flames spread rapidly as they devoured everything in their path. Grass and leaves turned to ash in moments, and even the soil melted under its heat.When a single ember touched the elder's body, smoke began to rise from his flesh, causing him immense pain. The flames were not just hot—they burned through flesh and blood with ease."No! This fire is too dangerous. I can't let it touch
The elder was utterly astonished, unable to believe what he had witnessed.The Nine Dragons Shield was a forbidden technique that consumed immense amounts of vital energy to activate. Even martial arts saints who used it would suffer grave consequences, potentially causing their cultivation level to permanently regress."Who are you?" he demanded."Who I am doesn't matter," Chase replied, his tone calm yet piercing. "What matters is that I can kill you."Another bolt of lightning crashed down from the heavens.Chase stood still, unmoving, letting the lightning strike his body.Blood spattered as his clothes were shredded. His shoulders and back bore scorch marks from the impact. He smirked and said, "Not bad. This level of lightning barely affects me."As soon as he spoke, Chase launched a punch. The force of his strike condensed into a tangible blast. It was like a meteor crashing down, slamming into the elder's chest.A dull thud echoed as the elder's body convulsed violently