By the time Li Chen finished drawing the last puff from the smoke made with Yu Hun Xiang, a whole group of Soul Realm experts were already lying on the ground.
Their bodies still existed, but their Divine Souls had been completely blasted to nothing.
All that was left were just battered, empty shells.
"When did it start that I actually turned into an Old Demon who kills without batting an eye." Li Chen gave a self-mocking smile.
He really couldn't remember when exactly he became an Old Demon, but he did remember when he started killing without blinking.
Back then he was just in his early teens, went alone to Europe, and on that trip he was tricked by mob human traffickers who wanted to break his legs and throw him onto the streets to beg.
After his legs took seven or eight blows from iron rods, Li Chen twisted off the necks of those two traffickers.
