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
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
"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
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
Everyone was delighted.Halver Weber, the master of the Weber Secret Sect, was a peak martial arts saint. He was the second most powerful man after the Supreme Elder of the Webers.Two old men in black stood next to him with powerful auras. One of them was the leader of the Webers' Enshrined, Dennis Cloy. The other man was Halver's brother, Cletus."Who are you? How dare you barge into the Weber residence?! Don't you know that the Webers are Capital City's top family?" Halver said with a cold look on his face."Top family?" Chase laughed condescendingly and said with indifference, "I heard that the Webers possess two thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. Bring them out here. Give me those herbs and the Webers will live. Otherwise…"Chase paused at this point. He swept a glance at all the Webers present. A cynical smile appeared on his face. "This isn't much. The Webers are nothing to me!"Halver was enraged and roared, "What arrogance! Don't blame us for retaliating with force now t
"Kill him!"These martial artists were all powerful fighters. Even the weakest among them was a peak eighth-tier semi-saint. They sensed with their consciousness that Halver had been defeated.All of the Webers' powerhouses were filled with hate and anger. They took out their weapons and lunged toward Chase in an attack.The look in Chase's eye became even colder when the Webers retaliated. "I'll destroy the Webers today and get those two medicinal herbs after."A huge sword shadow formed behind Chase. The sword flash swept in all directions, destroying all of the weapons in the attack against Chase.Chase took another step forward. The sword in hand dazzled so brightly that it hurt the eyes. The light covered every corner as if about to destroy everything.It took only a short time for the Webers' powerhouses to be slaughtered. They did not even have the chance to retaliate. They were as weak as sick chickens.Cletus was shocked, feeling his hair stand on end. It felt like deat
Chase would rather exhaust his vital energy than use precious ingredients. After all, he aimed to be at the peak of martial arts.If he relied on precious ingredients to help achieve peak stage momentarily, it would easily leave unwanted side effects or even cause his power to spiral. His cultivation would be forever stalled if that happened.There was a reason why some things were too good to be true.The cultivator's path meant that the more powerful the skill, the more difficulties one had to endure. It was the same with saint-level skills."If I accumulate enough experience, I can still formulate a plan to scale to greater heights even if I'm unable to achieve a breakthrough within a short time."There was a glint deep inside Chase's eye.All the old and weak, women and children of the Webers were just ants to Chase. He could destroy them with just a flip of the hand. They were not worth mentioning at all.However, if they gathered, they would be able to produce great power
A cynical smile appeared on Chase's face. He waved his hand, and two silver flashes shot out.Silver needles pierced into the men in black's hearts and through the middle of their eyes. They did not even make a sound as they died on the spot."What…"All the Webers watching took a sharp breath and stumbled back a few steps. There was wariness in their expressions as they were filled with fear. Those men were powerful martial artists, but they were killed without even being able to retaliate."Who is this man? How dare he slaughter the guards of the Secret Sect's headquarters?!"Everyone began whispering among themselves."My gosh! That man must be a god to be so powerful. He killed all the guards from the Secret Sect's headquarters! How many people have he killed?""I heard that a powerful man emerged in Capital City who destroyed the Starks. Could it be him?""Impossible! Your news is outdated. I heard that this man's name is Chase Collins. He was born in a village at the bord
Blood sprayed across the ground, staining it crimson.Chase stood where he was. His clothing was immaculate, and his expression was calm. Even his heartbeat was steady as if nothing had happened."Hmm?" Inside Cooper Manor, Wyman Cooper abruptly woke from his slumber.He draped on a robe, opened the window, and gazed toward the street's end before letting out a cold snort. "As expected of the remnants of the Collins family. You dare storm into the Coopers' domain, ignoring my authority?"A shadow streaked across the air.Wyman leaped from his room, gracefully stepping along rooftops. He crossed over 30 feet in an instant, landing just steps from Chase."Chase, long time no see," Wyman said with hands clasped behind his back. His gaze was fixed on Chase. "Last time we met, you weren't even qualified to face me. And now, you dare come looking for trouble?""You want to kill me?" Chase asked indifferently."Kill you? Of course!" Wyman sneered. His expression was venomous. "I spare
In Chase's navel region, his true energy churned and coalesced into a swirling vortex of liquid energy, circulating powerfully within.He clenched his fists tightly, and his skin glinted with a metallic sheen.Every part of his body—his skin, bones, internal organs, and even his Sea of True Energy—was infused and refined by the true energy surging through him. His strength surged, increasing severalfold."Although my power has improved, it's still lacking a critical edge," Chase muttered with a faint smile."The martial monarch realm…" With a casual wave of his hand, a streak of true energy shot forth, smashing a distant wall.A thunderous explosion erupted, reducing the wall to dust and rubble."The destructive power still isn't enough," Chase noted, narrowing his eyes as a sharp glint flashed across them. "My true energy is still too weak.""It seems I'll need to pay the Coopers a visit," he murmured to himself.For Chase, the martial monarch realm—the next stage after martia
Chase extended his hand, catching the item that fell from the man in black's robes. He smashed the man's skull with a single palm strike without hesitation.This was the second time he had encountered someone from the Coopers."The Coopers?" Chase sneered coldly.He would not tolerate anyone provoking him. The Coopers wanted him dead, but he also had every intention of wiping them out.…Cooper Manor was located in the eastern district of Capital City. Kolson Cooper, head of the Coopers, sat in the main hall. To his right was an elderly man with a gaunt face and gray, wiry hair.At that moment, the elderly man was resting with his eyes closed. Suddenly, his eyes shot open."Mr. Kolson, there's been trouble," the butler announced as he hurried into the hall.Kolson asked with furrowed brows, "What happened? Don't tell me that item has been stolen?" His tone remained calm. The Coopers had amassed immense wealth after years of operating in Capital City. As a martial arts overlor
This was the culmination of the man in black's years of training, his most powerful trump card. He knew that if he did not stake everything now, his fate would be sealed with death.A wave of murderous intent surged through the forest like a tidal wave.The man's body swelled. His once gaunt frame transformed into a hulking, muscular figure. His bulging tendons radiated a terrifying pressure.The man charged forward like a raging bull, exuding ferocity, brutality, and unrestrained destruction."Die!" he roared as his fist barreled toward Chase like a falling meteor."The one dying today is you." Chase's lips curled into a cold smirk.In the blink of an eye, he leaped forward, meeting the attack head-on with a single punch.The deafening impact shattered the ground beneath them. Both figures were blasted backward, and blood spattered into the air.The man spewed blood from his mouth and nose, his chest caving inward. His ribcage was shattered, leaving his torso a grotesque, sunk
"Get lost!" Chase's body twisted unnaturally like a phantom as he slipped to the side. He stepped forward swiftly, launching a devastating punch into the man in black's abdomen.The sound of ribs shattering echoed in the air as the man was sent flying once again.At this moment, rage no longer clouded the man's mind—it was replaced by fear."How is this possible? How can his speed be this fast? I clearly locked onto his movements..." He was baffled, unable to comprehend how anyone could achieve such blinding speed. Even after exhausting himself and burning his true energy essence, he still lost track of Chase.Footsteps echoed. They were slow, deliberate, and unyielding.Chase approached him. His expression was impassive and cold, and there was a faint smile playing on his lips. "You like playing with fire? Then, let's see how you handle the Flames of Heaven."A flicker of flame leaped forth.Chase opened his mouth, exhaling a crimson spiritual flame that morphed into a fiery lo
At that moment, the man in black unleashed his full power, amplifying the technique's terrifying might.Chase's face paled as he realized the danger. Without hesitation, he activated a secret technique.Pure and potent true energy surged through his body, merging into his flesh and meridians. His aura surged, reaching unprecedented heights.A series of thunderous crashes echoed as Chase's fist tore through the overwhelming tide of true energy, obliterating it into nothingness.Simultaneously, he pushed his speed to the limit. He transformed into a blurred shadow as he charged forward."This lunatic dares to attack head-on? Does he have no fear of death?" the man in black thought. He was momentarily bewildered. Before he could react, a massive fist loomed in his vision, hurtling toward him.He raised his fist to block, colliding directly with Chase's strike.In an instant, an overpowering, unstoppable force surged through him like a tidal wave. The sheer impact sent the man in bl
Suddenly, a crimson blade arc slashed through the sky, hurtling toward Chase."Get back!" Chase barked, swinging his sword and unleashing a burst of sword energy that obliterated the blade arc.Leaping into the air, Chase nimbly dodged the man's relentless attacks.Sparks flew as metal clashed repeatedly, creating a cacophony of sharp, ringing collisions.As Chase evaded, he felt the terrifying intensity of the man's strength. Each attack narrowly missed him, heightening the sense of peril.The man's punches and kicks carried immense force, each blow capable of exerting tens of thousands of pounds of pressure. Some strikes reached nearly double that strength, enough to crush even martial supremes into pulp, leaving not a single bone intact.Despite the overwhelming power, Chase's body remained resilient. His skin glowed faintly, as if forged from golden steel. Though the man's strikes caused some pain, they failed to inflict serious damage.Meanwhile, Chase observed his opponent
"Burning blood essence to gain temporary power?" Chase scoffed. "That's a reckless method."He understood that martial monarchs of martial arts could ignite their blood essence to unleash power far beyond their limits. However, doing so required an extensive recovery period and inflicted irreversible damage on their bodies.The old man's intent was clear—he wanted to drag Chase down with him.'He's insane!' Chase thought grimly.Realizing he could not hold back any longer, Chase activated his sword essence. Sword light burst forth, slicing through the old man's last line of defense.Blood splattered everywhere.The old man's chest was pierced, and his body collapsed to the ground like a broken ragdoll. A wooden hairpin punctured his heart through his chest, leaving the old man utterly powerless. His eyes widened in disbelief, filled with venomous hatred."I curse you! I curse you to eternal damnation…" Before he could finish his words, he let out his final breath.Chase approac
The old man roared in fury, raising his hand to strike as surging true energy erupted from his body. It was wild and unrestrained.Their fists collided with a resounding impact.The old man felt a powerful force ripple through him, shattering his fist and dislocating his entire right arm.He let out a piercing scream of agony.Before he could recover, Chase's left leg swung out, his knee slamming into the old man's abdomen.The dull sound echoed as the old man was sent flying backward, landing heavily on the ground. Blood spurted from his mouth in thick droplets.He struggled to get up, and his face was pale and twisted with rage."You brat! How dare you ambush me? I'll tear you apart!" the old man screamed furiously.Chase shook his head calmly. "Old fool, is that all you've got? I haven't even used my full strength, yet you can't handle it?""What did you just say?" The old man's face turned red with anger, almost causing him to cough up blood again. "You insolent wretch! I'