“Tch. I would’ve won even without your help,” Chang He huffed in annoyance, back in the small courtyard.

“Of course, of course. Our Chang He is one of the three Demon Hunter leaders. You would have defeated him in a single move. Old Ye, you interfered too early,” a brawny man wielding a giant hammer playfully jeered as he strode over. It was Wang Xinchao.

The Boundless Sect had created the Demon Hunters in order to deal with the gods’ attempts to gain more worshippers. The ones in charge of this new division were Ye Fenghan, Wang Xinchao, and Chang He.

Ye Fenghan and Chang He needed no introduction, as they were familiar characters. Even though Chang He was a bit impulsive and lacked Ye Fenghan’s stability, he more than made up for those deficiencies with the broad range of techniques that he had mastered and the varied tactics that he could employ. In a one-on-one battle, his strength was the weakest, but his ability to adapt on the fly was the greatest out of all of them. Wang Xinchao was also one of the Boundless Sect’s newer members. His calm, unhurried, and classic strategies had earned him a spot as another one of the Demon Hunters’ leaders.

Chang He was surprised...