Liu Yueyao's body went rigid. She whipped her head around in terror.
She saw a nearly imperceptible wisp of black flame that had, at some unknown moment, silently landed on her.
Nether Flame.
Before she could even let out a scream, Liu Yueyao disintegrated into a puff of ash that scattered on the wind, all under the stunned gazes of the countless people around her.
"You're the one who hired that scythe-wielding clown, right? And you dared to come to the scene to watch? You really aren't afraid of death, are you..."
Chu Sheng snorted coldly. Immediately, he looked up.
His icy gaze shot across several thousand meters, landing on the high-rise building where the Qin Family members were gathered.
With his Chaos True Sight, nothing within a fifty-thousand-meter radius could escape his notice, not even the slightest disturbance!
'Provoking me time and time again...'
'You really think I don't dare to annihilate your entire clan?!'
