Capital City, the rooftop of a certain thirty-eight-story building.

Feng Moji Zhan paused his movements, clutching his abdomen as he spat out a mouthful of hot blood, collapsing to the ground!

Ye Huan's punch had caused varying degrees of organ failure.

One must understand, organ failure signifies losing years of life!

Given his current injuries, he had lost at least ten years of life!

"Damn it."

Feng Moji Zhan cursed weakly, his face showing a look of resentment!

Resentment at being punched instead of achieving a grand fight!

Had he known it would turn out this way, he wouldn't have delayed so long, dragging Liu Tianyun into a despairing abyss step by step!

A direct blow would have been better than anything else!

All because he wanted revenge for Kameda Yuusuke, he delayed until the God of Slaughter returned home, almost verifying the famous saying in movies and novels: villains always die from talking too much!

Idiot!

Feng Moji Zhan cursed in his heart, then tremblingly reached under his robe, into the pocket of his samurai uniform, and took out a vial filled with cyan liquid.

Even knowing that after consuming this liquid, the side effects would gradually emerge over time, Feng Moji Zhan resolutely pulled out the cork and swallowed the cyan-grade B-max in one gulp!

If he didn't use this to heal, with the severity of his current injuries, he would die within ten minutes!

"Gulp!"

A swift gulp!

After consuming the liquid, Feng Moji Zhan spread his hands on the ground, gasping heavily!

As time passed by the second, the pain on his face gradually subsided, replaced by a healthy flush, as the blood trickling from the corners of his mouth seeped back into his skin, returning to his blood vessels.

His vital organs regained vitality, and the white dreadlocks on his head turned into a healthy black, shining with gloss.

In less than five minutes, Feng Moji Zhan's injuries completely healed, transforming into a new man.

Even his strength had increased significantly!

A Divine Ninja in the Dark World is a Half-Step Celestial God!

After consuming the cyan-grade B-max, Feng Moji Zhan felt his power was now comparable to a Divine Ninja who protects the nation!

The equivalent of which in the Dark World is a true Celestial God!

The drug's effect completely exceeded Feng Moji Zhan's expectations!

For a moment, Feng Moji Zhan regretted it.

If he had known the drug was this effective, he wouldn't have fled so pathetically; instead, he would have engaged in a bloody battle with Ye Huan, then waited for a chance to kill Liu Tianyun!

With a Celestial God level of power, how could he fear Ye Huan?

Even if he couldn't kill Ye Huan, stripping a few layers of his skin would have been no problem!

Now, with all this power and nowhere to use it, sigh!

Also, blame it on "Divine Traceless" being too powerful.

Once deployed, even a Celestial God couldn't track him down!

No, not even a Divine King could!

Hundreds of years ago, if not for the Wang Family Patriarch wielding the Soul-Suppressing Jade, the Divine King Level Sect Leader of the Dragon Gate could only watch helplessly as the Divine Ninja who used Divine Traceless stole the Dragon Gate's secret treasure!

If Divine Traceless wasn't this damn powerful, Ye Huan surely could have tracked him!

Then, he could have taken this opportunity to deal with the kid!

But unfortunately, Divine Traceless is just that damn powerful!

"Phew—"

Letting out a deep breath, Feng Moji Zhan gripped his gold-inlaid samurai sword and slowly stood up from the ground.

No matter what, the mission was successfully completed, and retrieving the samurai sword that belonged to the Kameda Clan's heir was all that mattered!

God of Slaughter Ye Huan? Won't be able to last much longer!

The eight Orange Tier sequences will soon arrive in Huaxia to eliminate him!

Although he couldn't personally deal with the kid, he could handle his wife!

Feng Moji Zhan couldn't forget Liu Tianyun's captivating beauty and decided to abduct her after Ye Huan's death and thoroughly enjoy her!

This way, not only would he be exceedingly gratified, but he would also ensure Ye Huan couldn't rest in peace, even in death!

Splendid!

After a few wild laughs, Feng Moji Zhan was about to leap down from the rooftop and leave this place.

But at that moment!

"Swish—"

Suddenly, a strong wind swept past, raising a cloud of dust!

The fierce wind hitting his face caused Feng Moji Zhan to feel sharp pains, and his expression changed slightly as he stared intently at the figure within the dust cloud!

Feng Moji Zhan's eyes narrowed abruptly. Even though the dust had not yet dispersed, and he could not see the figure clearly, he was a hundred percent sure that this person was the God of Slaughter!

He really chased over here!?

And, he's carrying Liu Tianyun on his back?

Feng Moji Zhan's expression became quite complex.

"Three seconds to organize your last words." From within the dust cloud, Ye Huan proclaimed Feng Moji Zhan's death sentence, expressionless!

The words were utterly cold!

Feng Moji Zhan felt as if a chill from Siberia had seized his heart, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave!

But soon, he calmed down.

Now, he was a Celestial God level expert!

How could he fear an equal Celestial God, the God of Slaughter?

But there was one thing that left Feng Moji Zhan perplexed!

He had used Divine Traceless, yet Ye Huan still found him?

What's happening?

As the dust settled, Feng Moji Zhan's gaze involuntarily fixed on the piece of emerald jade in Ye Huan's hand!

Instantly, he was thrilled!

"Soul-Suppressing Jade?!"