The rain came down in buckets. Liu Yan delivered finishing blows to the Ghostfaces on the ground, even the Sunderer fallen in a kneeling position. Experience had taught her to be deathly afraid of an enemy faking death.9

Instances abounded on the battlefield of being killed in turn when one failed to make sure that the foe was dead. After the supernatural world appeared, so did unique abilities that could temporarily stop the heart. Sometimes, burning them to ashes was the best way to deal with those bastards.0

Liu Yan wasn’t injured. She’d broken the skin in a few places from running too quickly and being caught in the final grenade blast—that didn’t count. When she finished her task, she looked at Li Hao again, as if seeing the young man for the first time.0

Li Hao had demonstrated an extremely ruthless character when he fought Zhou He. However, the team occupied a disadvantageous position this time. Regardless, this newbie Slayer of Tens still brainstormed how to counterattack under such circumstances, and succeeded!0

A Sunderer wouldn’t take Li Hao lightly, if not for the martial master’s own carelessness. Even with the three Demon...0