Space twisted as Bai Xiaole emerged from the void. His youthful, almost childlike features contrasted sharply with the stunned expressions around him.4

His opponent—the fifth leader of the demon race—stood frozen in shock. Blood gushed from his severed arm, and the wound looked jagged as if some beast had torn through it. He hadn't even sensed Bai Xiaole's presence before razor-sharp spatial energy slashed through the void, nearly dragging him into a crushing vortex. Luckily, his sheer instinct had saved him from instant death.0

Bai Xiaole’s attack had come without sound or warning. His enemy had survived by luck alone.0

“Long Chen’s subordinate, an outside contractor of the Dragonblood Legion, a nameless little soldier—Bai Xiaole—here to...11