Qin Chuan narrowed his eyes. The other man's outburst puzzled him. At his level, remaining composed was incredibly easy.
This person, however, had no issues with appearance or demeanor, yet was so easily angered and volatile, leaving him bewildered.
But personality is innate, and many powerful individuals are short-tempered, even violent. Their strength allows them to vent their anger without restraint.
Over time, it becomes a habit, not a genuine outburst of rage, but an appearance of fury.
This man was like that; he appeared furious, but inwardly calm, his eyes serene, only his outward agitation masking his true rage.
It was a facade, for everyone knows anger cloudes reason, leading to underestimation and misdirection. Used skillfully, it could catch someone
off guard. This man was adept at this tactic, almost a master of it. Most importantly, such a person gives the impression of recklessness, and if they ultimately lose control, they can easily admit their mistake, making them easily accepted.
If a calm and collected person, harboring murderous intent, fails to kill their opponent, there's usually no turning back.
However, a hot-tempered and impulsive person still has a high chance of backing down in the end, because they are reckless, and if you argue with them, you are also reckless.
Finally, there's the possibility that a reckless person isn't inherently bad, just prone to impulsiveness. This leaves plenty of room for maneuver; if they eventually back down, there's a high probability the situation will be resolved.
So, such a person has all the advantages. If they can kill the other person, they're foolish; if they can't, there's a good chance they can escape danger.
Just like beautiful women have privileges, a sufficiently beautiful woman is easily forgiven.
Qin Chuan originally intended to see how this woman would handle things, but he didn't expect her to want to make an example of him…
Qin Chuan never showed mercy to those who wanted to kill him, so he moved. Her speed wasn't fast, but her movements were very layered.
Like layers of Polish, they were powerful and incredibly mysterious. Her hands weren't fast either, just casually moving.
One hand was pure white, the other silver-gray, which looked strange, but it didn't detract from her beauty; her movements were like drawing circles.
Circle after circle, like waves, each person he touched was sent flying. At first, those thrown were only half-dead, but soon it became clear that those who followed could barely stand.
Then, Qin Chuan continued his attacks casually, but each strike was fatal, leaving no room for retaliation.
The Great Power of the World!
During this period of attack, Qin Chuan's strength underwent a tremendous change, each attack more powerful than the last—this was the terrifying nature of the Great Power of the World.
He grew stronger with each battle, becoming increasingly adept, and Qin Chuan's Yin-Yang Hand had recently broken through to a new level.
The most significant characteristic of this new level of Yin-Yang Hand was its increased power, especially in terms of lethality, which was on a completely different level compared to before.
Combined with Qin Chuan's current strength, the Great Power of the World, and his incredibly profound footwork, he was truly like a wolf among sheep, utterly devastating.
Wherever he passed, devastation followed, heading straight for the Black Demon Palace Master.
The woman watched Qin Chuan's figure without showing any outward emotion; she only knew that this was Mo Mou's father.
This man was incredibly strong, unimaginably so. She was also a powerful woman, and many could discern her true strength, but even she herself, using her full power, wasn't confident she could defeat this young man.
The woman remained impassive, but an invisible black aura slowly drifted towards Qin Chuan.
Only the woman herself could see this black aura.
It was as black as black crystal, as black jade, and moved like a snake, catching up with Qin Chuan and entering his body.
From beginning to end, the woman remained completely calm, like a stagnant pool of water. However, when this aura entered Qin Chuan's body, his body tensed abruptly.
In that instant, he felt immense danger, yet he was powerless to stop it. This feeling was clear, yet intangible.
He couldn't even sense the aura's malice, but no normal person would want a foreign object inside their body.
This made Qin Chuan very uncomfortable, but he couldn't worry about that now. He needed to resolve the immediate crisis first. As for the mysterious aura within his body, he would examine it later.
Initially, these people thought they could kill Qin Chuan with sheer numbers, but they underestimated his strength.
The consequences of underestimating one's opponent are obvious—absolutely tragic. So now, the Black Demon Palace Master panicked. Although he still had many men around him, he was utterly disoriented.
Against a true powerhouse, numbers are useless; they only have a significant effect when both sides are of similar strength.
Once the difference in strength is vast, numbers cannot compensate. Just like now, Qin Chuan could easily inflict heavy casualties with a casual strike.
Now, those with any sense dared not advance. The Black Demon Palace Master knew that if the fight continued, he wouldn't be able to escape unscathed.
Qin Chuan's figure drew closer and closer. The Black Demon Palace Master's legs felt like lead. He opened his mouth, finally managing to utter three words:
"Don't kill me!"
These were the last three words the Black Demon Palace Master uttered, but by then, Qin Chuan had already reached him.
Bang!
Qin Chuan kicked him away. Qin Chuang stared at the Black Demon Palace Master, who was spitting blood in mid-air, his eyes filled with madness and hatred.
However, he was definitely incapacitated now, but the fleeting hatred in his eyes made Qin Chuan frown.
Qin Chuan had never been able to completely eliminate a threat; it wasn't the way of the righteous. But eliminating this person in front of him was enough.
Who was the Black Demon Palace Master? He had been observing Qin Chuan, and he saw the killing intent in Qin Chuan's expression.
This made the Black Demon Palace Master's face darken; he really wanted to turn and run, abandoning everything to save his life first.
Die!
This was the Black Demon Palace Master's killing move when his life was threatened—a life-saving treasure that directly killed its target.
This treasure was incredibly powerful, far surpassing many deadly poisons.
Although Qin Chuan had anticipated the Black Demon Palace Master using such a desperate measure, he had no choice in this situation but to maximize his own survival abilities.
Besides, Qin Chuan still had a life-saving treasure, so he wasn't too panicked.
Golden light flashed.
Qin Chuan's expression changed drastically, because he discovered that as the golden light dissipated, the terrifying aura continued to assault him.
The gods and Buddhas and the Yin-Yang diagram within the body would naturally resist, but at that moment, a strange aura suddenly appeared within the body, blocking the gods and Buddhas and the Yin-Yang diagram.