Chapter 301: Blood Kill Descends, Fury Burns the Heavens

A sonic boom ripped through the underground corridors of the abandoned warehouse. Stan Sowden was no longer a man; he was a phantom, a blur of motion that defied the laws of physics. The concrete floor cracked under the sheer force of his every step, and the air itself seemed to scream as he tore through it. His senses, honed by a thousand life-and-death battles and amplified by the raging power of the Shen Zhao Sutra, were locked onto a single point ahead. He could hear the muffled, leering...