Supremely Talented Tyrant

"Your speed is quite impressive, but don't you know? Attacking head-on is never the assassin's way!"

Seeing Muramasa strike, Hao Jian's eyes flickered with interest. This speed is enough to rank among the top three, yet this is the first time he's seen an attack launched directly from the front.

In his previous assassinations, even when he had an absolute advantage, he would never expose his appearance before others, and he never attacked head-on. He was like a viper lurking in the shadows, waiting for the moment his target let down their guard to take their life.

It was precisely due to his elusive methods that he had earned the name of the God of Death in the mercenary world. Whether it was his assassination techniques or the completion rate of his missions, his performance could be described as perfect.

Until Hao Jian's retirement, his assassination mission completion rate remained at 100%. He was a legend in the mercenary world!

"Bang! Whoosh!"

Just as Hao Jian finished speaking, Muramasa had already appeared right in front of him. However, when Hao Jian reached out to grab him, Muramasa suddenly transformed into a plume of smoke as he charged forward, beginning to disappear.

"Buzz..."

Muramasa's figure abruptly flashed from Hao Jian's side. Seeing this, Hao Jian's eyes narrowed sharply, his foot stepped out slightly, but as he did so, Muramasa once again turned into smoke, and the long sword that was only ten centimeters from his head dissipated into smoke too.

"Interesting..."

Witnessing this spectacle, Hao Jian's face showed a hint of amusement. His eyes flickered, his drooping arm subtly trembled, and the corner of his mouth suddenly curled into a smile.

"Found you!"

Suddenly extending his palm, he spun swiftly and grabbed lightning-fast at a spot in the air, and as his hand reached out, the air there suddenly twisted eerily.

With his palm clasping, Muramasa's struggling form appeared, caught by Hao Jian's hand, which was grasping Muramasa's neck with a terrified expression.

"First, you used Killing Intent to immobilize me, then used Blinding Method to confuse my sight, while the real Killing Intent was at my right side. But I must still tell you, can you restrain your Killing Intent before you kill someone?"

Once Muramasa was caught, Hao Jian lost interest, surprised that he could catch this guy so quickly when he thought it might ignite some excitement.

"How... How did you know I was here?!"

Muramasa's face turned grim, overwhelmed with fear. Wasn't this guy just an ordinary man who could fight? He had used his best assassination techniques, even resorted to clones!

How could this guy see through him with a glance?! And his Killing Intent had been restrained to the utmost, yet this guy could detect his seemingly nonexistent Killing Intent?!

"Your Killing Intent was like a glaring street lamp, hard not to notice!"

With an expression as if looking at a fool, Hao Jian gazed at Muramasa, shaking his head, relaxing his grip, and casually tossing Muramasa to the side.

This fool!

Never thought Hao Jian would let him go. Upon hitting the ground, Muramasa's face lit up with joy, cursing Hao Jian silently, just as he attempted to rise and launch another assassination...

"Boom!"

A tremendously powerful aura suddenly descended upon him, forcing his body harshly back to the ground. He lay closely against the surface, his eyes full of boundless terror.

Accompanying the overwhelming aura was the boundless Killing Intent. The moment this Killing Intent emerged, Muramasa felt as if he had arrived in the Arctic—such a chilling Killing Intent he had never experienced!

"Who... Who are you exactly!? Why... Why..."

Muramasa wanted to voice his inner doubts, but his uncontrollable trembling lips rendered him incapable of speaking.

In the presence of this level of Killing Intent, the Killing Intent within him was merely an ant if Hao Jian's Killing Intent was a Big Dragon...

What shocked him even more was that to condense such a level of Killing Intent required claiming the lives of at least a hundred thousand people! Perhaps participating in numerous wars as well!

This cold and unyielding Killing Intent could only be honed on the battlefield!

"Me?"

Chuckling softly with a shake of his head, Hao Jian's lips curled into a sinister smile as he coldly said, "I'm merely the target you wanted to assassinate, and your assassination greatly angered me..."

"The way to quell my anger is to give you a good beating..."

With that, Hao Jian moved forward, and with his movement, the encompassing Killing Intent's intensity moved along with him. Muramasa could distinctly feel the approach of Hao Jian's cold Killing Intent!

"Don't... Don't come any closer!"

In the depths of his terror-stricken eyes, endless fear and despair welled up, initially thinking it was an easy rabbit to deal with, who knew he was actually provoking a tiger!

"Whoosh!"

In a bizarre flash, Hao Jian's suddenly exploding speed was faster than Muramasa by several degrees, and Muramasa's eyes contracted the instant Hao Jian disappeared.

He considered himself the fastest-moving person globally, yet this man's speed outmatched his?!

"Damn it!"

Before he could think further, Muramasa tried to twist his body, but his face suddenly changed. His body couldn't move at all?!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The piercing sound was already close, and he had no way to evade it, so he could only watch helplessly as the noise approached, his face pale. This time, he truly ran into a wall...

"Boom!"

A large foot suddenly emerged from mid-air, ruthlessly landing on Muramasa's back. Instantly, the concrete ground beneath him cracked like a spider's web, rapidly spreading at an unbelievable speed.

"Boom boom boom!"

In a flash, that layer of concrete ground exploded open, and Hao Jian descended as he stepped on Muramasa, cement debris shooting out around them.

About two seconds later, Muramasa suddenly felt the sensation of the ground beneath him, but it was soon replaced by intense, overwhelming pain. His face was ashen, blood spewing from his mouth, and the concrete underneath him shattered once more!

In this way, breaking through three layers of concrete ground, he was finally pressed onto the second floor's concrete floor!

"Pff!"

Blood continuously seeped out from Muramasa's mask, his cheeks already covered in it. Apart from the occasional flicker in his lifeless eyes, there seemed to be no evidence that he was alive.

"How are you feeling? Want to try again? I intentionally controlled my strength earlier and didn't demolish the whole building..."

Hao Jian grinned, his white teeth reflecting in Muramasa's eyes, like the smile of a Death God.

"Who... who exactly are you?!"

"Boring..."

Upon hearing Muramasa's first words, Hao Jian's face fell instantly, the smile in his eyes vanished, and his gaze returned to indifference.

Seeing him like this, Muramasa's pupils shrank sharply. This guy's power is unfathomable. People who can change their aura like this are most suited for the Assassin profession!

"You're an assassin too!"

Suddenly, Muramasa recalled what this guy said when he introduced himself!

"Heh, it seems you're slow to realize. The word 'assassin' is far removed from me now..."

With a look of reminiscence, Hao Jian scoffed at himself and said, "Once I was in the limelight, and now I'm living a secluded life. Many people would be shocked to hear!"

"You still haven't said who you are!"

Enduring the unbearable pain, Muramasa continued to speak.

"God of Death; that's the name they've given me..."

In a cold tone, those words slowly came out of Hao Jian's mouth, his face calm.

But in stark contrast to Hao Jian's calm demeanor, Muramasa's face changed dramatically upon hearing Hao Jian's identity, endless terror creeping up, his lips trembling, "You... you... you are... the God of Death?!"

"The one hailed as the first assassin of the millennium?!"

"Assassin legend?!"

This guy turned out to be the God of Death, a legend in both the assassin and mercenary worlds!? But wasn't there a rumor outside that the God of Death had died?! Why... why is he suddenly appearing here and becoming his target?!

At this moment, Muramasa felt like dying. If he'd known earlier that his target was the God of Death, even if given all the world's riches, he wouldn't dare act!

Once action is taken, there's practically no hope of keeping one's life. The most frequently heard legends for any assassin or mercenary entering this world are about the God of Death!

And now, Muramasa finally understood why Hao Jian had such intense Killing Intent. This level of Killing Intent, and controlling it with ease, could only belong to the God of Death!

"I guess I don't quite understand my reputation outside!" Touching his nose, Hao Jian hadn't realized people called him this. Until now, he'd heard nothing about the God of Death...

"I won't waste my breath anymore. Just honestly tell me your employer, I can spare your life..." With a cold glance at Muramasa, those icy words slowly entered his ears.

"Since you were once an assassin, you should know the assassin world's code, even if it means death, never reveal the employer's identity! Not even to someone like you!"

Muramasa's eyes flickered, then he suddenly gritted his teeth, quietly staring at Hao Jian.

"Looks like I used too light a touch just now... You haven't realized my terror yet..."

Rubbing his palms, the Killing Intent in Hao Jian's eyes suddenly surged, the flickering cold light made Muramasa's scalp tingle...

Earlier, when Hao Jian struck, he used most of his strength on the concrete ground, and for Muramasa, it was just skin deep, not hurting the internal organs.

After all, he still had some questions to ask him...