Chapter 316: Slaying the Young Lord of Death Hall

Within the ancient Desolate City… "You're wrong. There was still one more person in the team…" Benson Santee paused, then spoke a name that made his opponent's expression flicker with shock. "Swanfall Jadeweave!" Bang! The Heavenly Burial Sword erupted with a violent impact. Tyson Mallin's arm jolted, and he staggered back more than thirty feet. The numbness in his arm was nothing compared to the jolt in his chest. He stared at Benson Santee as if he'd heard something impossible. "What...