On a distant rooftop,
a sniper rifle adjusted its position as bullets relentlessly fired.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The rifle’s power was immense—even a martial artist with Ming Jin strength couldn’t withstand a single shot!
The fighters pinned down by Lin Chen’s Qi Manipulation Technique felt their hearts grow colder.
It was as if they were fish on a chopping block.
Each bullet streaked through the night sky, effortlessly claiming another life.
One by one, the same men who had been taunting moments ago now lay as corpses.
The opportunistic martial artists were utterly terrified—some even collapsed in fear.
How was this any different from being tied up and executed by firing squad?!
Lin Chen glanced at the girl hiding far away on the rooftop, the sniper, and smirked slightly.
Su Xue’er noticed his gaze and snorted, her eyes still sharp as she continued firing.
Reloading and shooting—her movements were fluid, without a single wasted motion.
Bullets flew out one after another!
Yet, even as she claimed the lives of these fighters, her expression remained unchanged.
As an assassin from the Underworld, she had seen as many dead as living. Killing was second nature to her.
"Stop! I surrender! I surrender!"
The martial artists trapped by Lin Chen’s Qi Manipulation Technique screamed hoarsely.
The sight of their comrades gunned down on the ground made it clear—this was no drill!
Their opponents weren’t playing by any rules!
Was a token to enter the secret realm really worth losing their lives over?
"Your life… I’ll take it!"
Wild Goose Spear Bai Ye brandished his long spear and lunged at Lin Chen, aiming straight for the heart.
At that moment, a bullet whizzed toward him!
Bai Ye had anticipated the sniper’s position and dodged just as the shot left the barrel, narrowly evading it.
Lin Chen nodded approvingly. "Impressive reflexes."
"I don’t need your praise!"
Bai Ye’s spear moved like a dragon, its tip gleaming coldly as it thrust toward Lin Chen.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
Lin Chen countered with his twin Cloud-Splitting Tonfas, blocking Bai Ye’s strikes before swiftly closing the distance.
"Shadow Dragon Steps?"
Bai Ye’s eyes flickered with surprise.
Wasn’t this one of Hongshou Temple’s forbidden techniques?!
Before he could react, Lin Chen had already locked down his spear and pressed in.
"Longer reach means greater advantage—but getting too close to a spear user is dangerous!"
Lin Chen seized the opening and swung a tonfa straight at him!
A chill ran down Bai Ye’s spine.
This man’s strength far exceeded his expectations. Ranked 99th on the Hidden Dragon List? That number meant nothing.
Su Xue’er had been lining up her shot for a while, but Lin Chen and Bai Ye were now too close—she risked hitting the wrong target.
With a soft sigh, she gave up.
Instead, she casually fired at a nearby martial artist who had been eyeing the fight, blowing his head off instantly.
The surrounding fighters froze in terror, scrambling backward.
An unseen enemy, picking them off without hesitation—who the hell could handle this?!
Pink Gentleman Xiao Han flicked open his folding fan and charged at An Yi, his eyes burning with bloodlust.
This guy was the real prize.
Both tokens were on him!
Killing and looting—Xiao Han loved it. If he could take this guy down and claim the tokens,
not even the gods could catch him afterward!
An Yi spared him a cold glance before drawing the Dragon Fang Demon Sword and slashing at the fan.
Clang!
Xiao Han blocked it, but his arm instantly went numb from the impact!
An Yi glanced indifferently at the poisoned edge of his folding fan and remarked leisurely, "You actually applied poison? Seems you’re truly intent on killing me."
Under An Yi’s icy gaze, the man’s heart pounded wildly.
With just one exchange, he understood—he was no match. This was dangerous!
Nearby, Poison Prince Xue Ming observed the fight silently, a dart slipping into his hand unnoticed.
Ambushes, hidden weapons, and poison—these were the signature techniques of the Five Poisons Sect.
Just then, beneath the dim glow of a streetlamp,
a young man leaned against the wall, pushing up his black-framed glasses that reflected a cold white light, his gaze fixed directly on Xue Ming.
An indescribable sense of danger surged through Xue Ming’s heart.
Meeting the bespectacled youth’s eyes, Xue Ming raised his hands with a smile, signaling he wouldn’t interfere.
The clash between Xiao Yike and Bamboo Blade Lao Mo had reached its conclusion.
Slish!
Blood sprayed through the air!
Lao Mo’s shoulder was split open by Xiao Yike’s broadsword, leaving a long, gushing wound.
Xiao Yike, drenched in blood, grew increasingly frenzied and exhilarated, his muscles trembling to an exaggerated degree.
"A shoddy bamboo blade actually cut me? Interesting!" Xiao Yike wiped the blood from his lips and sneered.
Lao Mo gripped his bamboo sword, staring at the deranged Xiao Yike with rising dread.
This guy had been unremarkable at first, but the more he was injured, the stronger he became!
Now, Lao Mo stood no chance.
Escape!
Without hesitation, Lao Mo twisted away, his eerie footwork carrying him into the distance.
Su Xue’er raised her sniper rifle, tracking Lao Mo briefly before lowering it. "Too dark. Lost him."
With Lao Mo defeated, Xiao Yike’s fury surged. Before his Bloodburst Technique faded, he turned to settle the score with An Yi.
Slish!
Another spray of blood!
Pink Gentleman Xiao Han’s iron-ribbed fan was cleaved in two, his body collapsing with a heavy thud.
Witnessing this, Xiao Yike’s pupils constricted.
Pink Gentleman, ranked sixty-third—far stronger than him—had been killed just like that?!
An Yi’s Dragonfang Demon Sword reverted to a ring on his finger. He produced a black token and said coolly, "Don’t overestimate yourself if you lack the strength. This isn’t a game where you throw away lives."
Then, his gaze shifted to Xiao Yike, lips curling into a smile.
Xiao Yike shuddered, clasping his fists. "Boss! Yike has fulfilled his mission!"
"Oh?" An Yi chuckled. "This seems to be your alternate soul form, no?"
"That’s irrelevant!" Xiao Yike declared firmly.
Xue Ming pulled up his hood, signaling Xue Ruirui. "We’re leaving."
"But Yuan Yuan—" Xue Ruirui bit her lip anxiously.
"Leave her." Xue Ming shot a cold glance at An Yi and strode off.
Only now did Xue Ming grasp the terror of the newly emerged Asura Gate.
"See you at the Hongtian Secret Realm."
Meanwhile, Bai Ye was swiftly overpowered.
Lin Chen blocked Bai Ye’s spear and countered with a staff strike to his abdomen.
The impact sent Bai Ye stumbling back several steps before he barely steadied himself.
Several ribs were already broken.
Bang!
Another gunshot rang out, aiming straight for his face!
Gritting through the pain, Bai Ye dodged the bullet by a hair’s breadth.
Seeing Pink Gentleman’s lifeless body, Bai Ye’s expression hardened.
Lao Mo had fled. Poison Prince Xue Ming’s whereabouts were unknown.
The other fighters were either dead or scattered. Continuing this fight was hopeless.
"Kid, hand over the token too."
An Yi spoke calmly, already charging silently toward Bai Ye.
Bai Ye flashed a wild grin. "I may not be able to beat you, but if I want to run, you can't stop me!"
With that, Bai Ye flicked his spear, sending it streaking like a meteor—splitting into two as it shot forward.
An Yi and Lin Chen both reacted swiftly, deflecting the incoming spears.
But by then, Bai Ye’s figure had already vanished.
"Tch, they actually got away," An Yi muttered, clicking his tongue.
Lin Chen said coolly, "How many tokens in total?"
"Three. This one’s for you."
An Yi tossed the token to Lin Chen, his tone indifferent.
This poker-faced guy was a solid ally—if they really made it into the Hongtian Secret Realm, it’d be good to have backup.
Moonlight spilled like water.
Under the dim glow of the streetlights,
Bai Ye lay collapsed on the ground, motionless—whether dead or alive, it was unclear.
A bespectacled young man juggled a black token in his hand and remarked lightly, "Hmph. The Hongtian Secret Realm… might be worth a look."
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