"If I want to kill, a single palm strike is enough to end a life!" Chase gazed calmly at the unconscious Troy, his eyes devoid of emotion.The only reason he spared Troy was to use him to uncover the mastermind behind all of this. Chase's hunch was correct. The Night Pavilion was targeting him because he took a bounty from their reward board. It was worth millions, which was a significant amount even for the Night Pavilion."Troy, I know you're awake. Open your eyes and cooperate, or else!" Chase commanded coldly, gripping Troy's face to force his mouth open.Immediately, Chase's mind was filled with information about the Night Pavilion—their power structure, the location of their headquarters and bases… Everything was documented clearly."So, they're near North County City," Chase murmured while narrowing his eyes.This location of the Night Pavilion only had around 50 members, with the rest scattered in various locations to complete missions. They also deployed patrol squads a
"Just call me Chase," he said with a cheerful smile."Chase, I've prepared chowder for you. Once you're done washing up, you can take a bath," one of the maids offered.Chase nodded. "No need. I've already eaten," he replied."What?"The other three maids froze in surprise. After all, that seemed impossible.Just then, a commotion erupted outside the courtyard. The four maids' faces went pale, and they hurried to open the door."Who are you people?" they demanded, their voices tense with caution."Seize him!" A brawny man strode in, pointing directly at Chase.Beside the man were two armored warriors, their faces expressionless as they each emanated the fierce presence of stage-nine martial arts legends."I'll ask you once more—where is Troy Weber?" the man demanded coldly."What?""You've got the wrong person! We don't know any Troy!" The four maids exchanged confused glances, their lovely faces showing genuine bewilderment.The incident with Troy was a tightly guarded sec
"H-How is this possible?" The brawny man's eyes widened as he clutched his nose, unable to believe what he was seeing. A single punch had left him gravely injured! How could this guy be so powerful?"You dare strike me?! You're asking for death!" he roared, spitting out a black orb from his mouth.The black orb shot out, expanding in size until it was as large as a millstone. It radiated a dark, ominous glow."What on earth is that?" Chase's eyes narrowed.In an instant, the orb exploded, creating a terrifying shockwave that sent tables, chairs, and benches flying. Chase staggered back several steps, nearly losing his balance.He started coughing violently, his face pale from the injury.The brawny man sneered, "Did you think I came unprepared? Not even a god could save you today! Kill him!""Yes, sir!"Two warriors advanced with swords drawn, swinging at Chase.Chase raised his arms to block, deflecting the blows with a resounding clash that sent the warriors flying backward.
"You… You actually killed him!" The two remaining warriors were petrified and turned to flee.These assassins were carefully selected for their exceptional skills. Yet they were now scrambling away like frightened animals, utterly defeated."You two aren't leaving either." Chase raised his sword and gave chase.He was incredibly fast, moving like lightning. In the blink of an eye, he caught up to one of the warriors."W-Who are you?" the warrior shouted in terror, frantically attempting to fend off Chase's attacks, but he evaded each strike effortlessly.After a flash of sword light, the warrior was decapitated, blood spraying through the air. Even in his final moments, he had not known the identity of the youth who bested him.Suddenly, Chase heard a commotion in the distance."It seems others have already been alerted…" Chase noted. Quickly, he gathered what he could from the battlefield and left.About a hundred feet away, on a street near the courtyard ruins, a crowd had ga
Chase's consciousness spread throughout the courtyard. After a moment, a cold smirk appeared on his lips."As expected, someone's here…"With a light push of his toes, he glided to the rooftop and gazed into the distance where a sleek, black sports car was speeding toward him."Stop!" A sudden shout came from within the car.The man who emerged exuded a dark, murderous air, a clear sign that he had taken many lives. He held a large black saber as he scanned the surroundings."That's strange…" he muttered, furrowing his brows together as his gaze landed on the bodies lying on the ground amid the ruins.He knelt down to inspect the bodies, noticing the sword marks on each one. Pulling out a short spear, he studied the notches and dents on its shaft. They were distinct cuts made by an extremely sharp weapon."Could this be his doing?" The man's eyes darkened.He was a stage-two martial arts legend and was a core member of the Night Pavilion. Not to mention, he was a veteran with d
Another swift kick came the warrior's way.Chase sidestepped, raising his hand to grasp the warrior's neck. With a slight squeeze, there was a sickening snap. The warrior's head fell limp as signs of life were extinguished from his eyes."You assassins think you're clever but forget there's always someone stronger," Chase muttered, sensing the area around him. He was alert to even the smallest movement.The faint sounds earlier had not escaped his perception."As I thought… It's him." Chase narrowed his eyes.…Meanwhile, deep within the Night Pavilion, a room was lit brightly. Several elders sat around a table, their brows furrowed in tense silence.One of them, an elder with white hair and dressed in crimson, slowly stood up and walked to the window. Pushing the curtain aside, he looked out toward the distant cityscape."That little nuisance moves quickly. If we don't act fast, he'll slip away," he said in a flat tone, though fury simmered beneath his words.He was Solomon
The group of guards stood ready to kill, their eyes filled with murderous intent. In Capital City, the Night Pavilion's power was rarely challenged, so this was unprecedented."Annoying flies." Chase glanced at the guards with a cruel smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.In the next instant, he lightly tapped his foot, transforming into a gust of wind as he charged into the crowd. His fingers struck out rapidly."This is bad!"The guards barely registered his movement, but it was already too late. Chase's finger strikes pierced their chests, painting the air with crimson. In moments, all ten guards at the peak of the innate level lay dead.Every martial artist nearby inhaled sharply in shock. One strike had taken down ten guards at the peak of the innate level? What kind of power did Chase possess?Even a late-stage martial arts legend could not have accomplished this.Chase's expression remained indifferent as he scanned his surroundings. A tremendous wave of pressure erup
"There's no escape," Chase said calmly. He added, "You're far too slow."As his words fell, Chase leaped forward. It was as if wings had sprouted from his back as his speed became almost unbelievable. In a flash, he caught up to the fleeing Tyler and swung his sword directly at his throat.Tyler reacted quickly, barely managing to raise his sword to block. However, his black iron sword was knocked out of his hand. His grip shattered, and blood began to seep from his cracked skin."That's impossible!" Tyler's face paled in shock.He had trained in Dragon-Serpent Fist, one of the Night Pavilion's elite martial techniques. Although he had only mastered a partial version, it was still far more powerful than ordinary low-grade techniques."No! I won't accept this! Go to hell!" he roared furiously. A wave of violent energy erupted from him, pulverizing everything within 30 feet. Tables and chairs were blasted into fragments.Chase staggered slightly. There was a hint of surprise in h
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