This was not killing; it was as if the King of Hell himself had been dispatched to the human world to conduct a wholesale slaughter of life!
"Is this guy in the export business?" someone wondered. "Producing spirits in the human world to sell to hell?"
Thoughts aside, the martial artists from the various organizations were terrified out of their wits by Ye Huan. They fled in a panic, leaving behind weapons and shoes, continuing to run regardless. They felt as though they were racing against Death itself—win, and you live; lose, and you die!
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