Chapter 552: A Net Between Heaven and Earth, a Sword Pointed at the Weakness

The silence in the underground chamber was absolute, a heavy blanket that absorbed all sound and thought. Hersz stood motionless, the grim smile still faintly etched on his lips. The shadows of the past were no longer just whispers; they had a name—the Night Owl Group—and a weapon, the Xuan Fire Poison. The hunt was on. Hersz pulled out a satellite phone, a sleek, black device devoid of any markings. He pressed a single button, and the line connected instantly, bypassing all conventional...