“Life Stealth! It’s such an awesome magic!” Nie Tian grinned as he climbed out of the hole he had dug in the sand and walked to Shang Zhi’s corpse.

He had looted that incomparably sharp broadsword from one of the late Heaven stage Hunters he had killed before. He had kept it because it was fire- attributed and he was able to infuse it with his own flame power.

At that moment, the broadsword was still stuck in Shang Zhi’s chest.

FIZZ! FIZZ!

Even though Shang ...