With one slap, blood mist filled the air, and Sha Guangyan’s head was blown to bits. Time seemed to stand still.

The owner of the hand slowly revealed itself as the blood mist dispersed. It was a handsome face with star-like eyes. Those eyes contained unfathomable killing intent.

“Long Chen!”

When that person appeared, everyone’s pupils shrank. It was Long Chen. He had gotten back right at the critical moment.

He appeared to be a grim reaper to the others. A strange image was in his eyes, one that flickered in and out of existence. There were also ripples coming from behind him, causing space to shudder. The current Long Chen seemed completely different from before.

Sha Guangyan’s body fell to the ground, and a miniature version of him shot away. That was his Yuan Spirit. His body had died without him even realizing what had happened, but the instant he realized it was Long Chen, a sensation of danger filled every inch of him.

However, he had barely gotten anywhere...