"Hehehe, that's really impressive."

With a long chin and a small mustache, Sig grinned maliciously: "But with that murderous aura, Chuanzang won't survive, right? I've heard of that knife too; it's a very dangerous thing. Who did he go to forcing him to use it? Jinni? Or Momousagi?"

"A strong person!"

On the other side, the man dressed in coarse linen clothes, revealing his arms and ankles, glared and kicked the French window, shattering it. He then burst out and disappeared into the neon lights of the golden city.

“Grian couldn’t hold back any longer.”

Aip smiled and said, "Then let's go see. No matter who he fights, we can achieve our goal. Whether it's Kinni, Momousagi, or Chaton, let's kill one first."

...

"That murderous aura, that murderous aura..."

Chuanzang stared blankly at the waves of air around him that surged like ocean waves, his body trembling as if he were shaking.

This wasn't something he wanted; it was his body's instinct that was trembling. His body's instinct told him that this aura was terrifying beyond measure!

"How could there be such murderous intent!"

Chuanzang roared incredulously at Kuro, who was holding a knife, "How many people have you killed?!"

At the very center of the crimson light, a dense red glint flashed in the eyes of the man wielding the knife, but it vanished in an instant.

He swung his long sword once, then tilted his head to look at the blade, and slowly, a voice emanated from the crimson light.

"I see, so that's how it is..."

The voice was very rational.

But this rationality makes the Sichuan-Tibet region even more afraid.

He wasn't devoured?!