"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
"Who are you? Why are you stopping me?" Chase asked, a hint of caution flashing in his eyes.The mysterious man simply smiled and did not answer. Instead, he reached out toward Chase with lightning speed, grabbing at Chase's chest in an instant.Chase's heart raced. He felt the presence of death closing in as an immense pressure bore down on him, making it difficult to breathe. He immediately channeled his energy, trying to resist the mysterious man's attack with all his strength."Do you really think you can withstand me?" the mysterious man sneered, increasing the force in his hand. He was about to crush Chase's heart.Cold sweat dripped down Chase's forehead. He could feel his energy being steadily drained by the man. Just as it seemed he was on the verge of defeat, a surge of intense anger rose within him."No! I won't be defeated by you!" His voice thundered through the courtyard, and the sword aura around him exploded in power. It formed into a massive beam of sword light th
"Who are you? Why are you stopping me?" Chase's voice was full of caution.The man in black let out a cold laugh, his eyes flashing with a sinister light."A Night Pavilion assassin?" Chase's voice held a trace of mockery, showing he was not intimidated by the man's threats.The sword aura surrounding him began to surge as if it was about to tear the very fabric of the world apart.The man's gaze was icy and devoid of emotion, and a strange black light began to emanate from his hand. It twisted and coiled like a venomous snake, making the air around them feel heavy and oppressive."Who do you think you are? A mere mortal dares to challenge me?" The man's voice dripped with disdain and arrogance.Chase gave a cold chuckle. The sword aura around him was now at its peak, filling him with an overwhelming sense of power."My sword will pierce the heavens. It's more than enough to deal with you!" Chase's voice was filled with confidence and determination.The sword in his hand began
"Chase, you've managed to defeat my subordinate, but you're still no match for me. Causing such chaos in Capital City leaves you with no escape but death." A man clad in black armor appeared before Chase, exuding a sharp, menacing air.Chase gripped his sword tightly, a determined glint flashing in his eyes.This man was Morty Loft, an enforcer of the Night Pavilion. Chase had heard of him before—his strength was said to be formidable, with rumors that he had once slain a true master of martial arts.Morty stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Chase from above. "You may be strong, even capable of injuring my subordinate, but you're still destined to die.""If you want my life, then let's see if you have what it takes!" Chase replied coldly."You could ask your mother how she begged for mercy back then," Morty sneered, his tone filled with mockery.Chase's expression darkened, his heart pounding as he stared at Morty."Was the Night Pavilion involved in the fall o
"An enforcer of the Night Pavilion is truly worthy of being one of Capital City's top elites!" Chase suddenly let out a light laugh."Hmm?" Morty was momentarily stunned.In the next instant, Chase's speed suddenly increased. His figure split into three afterimages, darting in different directions."Escape!" Chase shouted, and his figure shot out like lightning."You won't get away," Morty sneered. A black dagger whistled out from his side, chasing after Chase.The black dagger was of extraordinary quality. Its blade was engraved with complex, mysterious runes, each one brimming with terrifying power.The speed of the black dagger was incredible. In the blink of an eye, it closed the distance between itself and Chase, then slashed down viciously!Chase's expression changed drastically as he felt completely locked in with no way to dodge.In the split second before impact, Chase could only raise his sword to block in front of his chest.The force of the impact split the skin of
Chase's body wavered slightly while Morty stumbled several steps backward, nearly collapsing. His face turned pale, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. He was clearly injured."Damn it!" Morty's expression shifted rapidly. Though his strength was formidable, his age had taken a toll, and his battle instincts had dulled.He had expected to defeat Chase with ease, yet here he was, coughing up blood and even losing grip on his dagger.Suddenly, the sharp sound of something cutting through the air rang out. Three silver needles shot toward Morty, moving so quickly that they reached him in the blink of an eye.Morty's expression changed drastically as he raised his hand to block, but he was not fast enough. One of the needles pierced his wrist, sending waves of pain throughout his body.Morty screamed, his face as pale as death. He clutched his wrist as he staggered backward."You bastard!" Morty's face was livid with anger, and he glared at Chase with venomous hatred. He
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