Based on the situation that Lin Hai provided to the Judge regarding the combat prowess displayed during the confrontation between the Hell Priest and the various experts of Yanhuang Soul, the Judge and his team conducted ticulous analysis over several days and roughly determined the combat strength the Hell Priest could exert at each stage.
The Judge concluded that the Hell Priest posed the least threat to Lin Hai when he was in a normal or lightly injured state.
However, the threat level was greatest when the Hell Priest was severely injured, dying, or in a desperate situation.
This is because a supre strong like him, even clinging to his last breath, would not die imdiately. At the final mont of fury, he would unleash a destructive power beyond ordinary comprehension, or what could be described as the brightest and fleeting mont of life.
Almost every true expert harbors this ntality: if they cannot shine throughout history, they will burst forth with all their brilliance at the last mont to declare to the world, "I was here!"
So, gazing at the eerily quiet abandoned farmhouse, Lin Hai decided to set up a trap to at least force the Hell Priest out.
Dark International experts often lay heavy traps and defenses within their hideouts, which is almost a habitual practice for rcenaries walking the edge of darkness.
Even when going for an erotic massage, so cautious rcenaries wouldn't forget to set up asures by the bedside to prevent assassins from attacking while in the act with a call girl.
Taking out the folded ancient bronze mask from his pocket and putting it on, the mont Lin Hai opened his eyes, his whole deanor transford.
"Hell Priest, stop hiding. With your skills, you should sense that soone is here."
Lin Hai's hoarse voice, mixed with deep Gang Qi, reverberated through the farmhouse.
The small courtyard remained lifeless and undisturbed, as if no one had inhabited it for a long ti.
Yet, Lin Hai could feel the Hell Priest watching him from the shadows in so spot.
There's no exact science or technique to this—it's a Sixth Sense honed over years of wandering between life and death, or perhaps a Seventh Sense; in any case, it's a feeling.
"It seems that a dignified Hermit Alliance expert needs to personally invite him out."
After saying that, Lin Hai casually tossed out over a dozen grenades.
These were scavenged from Brother Hui.
More than a dozen grenades were instantly hurled into the small building.
With a loud bang, the trendous explosion almost brought down the fragile house, sending dust and smoke everywhere.
At the sa ti, a figure suddenly darted out from a narrow window, landing in the courtyard.
The opponent, with blood-red eyes, stared intently at Lin Hai.
Lin Hai clearly saw the Hell Priest, who now appeared ragged, with vicious wounds all over, so still bleeding, evidently suffering a major setback in the last battle against Yanhuang Soul experts.
"Ancient Bronze Ghost Mask..."
"Are you from Blood-Colored Reincarnation?" the Hell Priest finally spoke.
"Correct," Lin Hai answered confidently.
"There aren't many who dare challenge . Which of the Four Kings of Blood-Colored Reincarnation are you? Shen Dun? Shura? Or the Judge?"
The Hell Priest apparently knew so inside information about Blood-Colored Reincarnation.
"Congratulations, you're wrong on all counts," Lin Hai replied coldly.
The Hell Priest's pupils contracted suddenly, speaking in a tone tinged with disbelief: "You're King Yan?"
"You've got so insight."
"I never imagined I'd encounter you here," the Hell Priest said.
"If I recall, your purpose in coming to Huaxia was to kill , wasn't it?" Lin Hai asked.
The Hell Priest nodded, not avoiding or hiding anything: "That's right. Before the Boxing God disappeared, he ca to Huaxia, seemingly to find and challenge you, so I ca to Huaxia."
"Are you here to avenge the Boxing God?" Lin Hai asked, while swiftly channeling Gang Qi within his body.
"No, I just want to kill you!"
Lin Hai, now standing at the pinnacle among supre strong, wasn't afraid of the injured Hell Priest.
Besides, he believed the most daunting Red Angel on the Hell Priest was almost exhausted.
"Based on intelligence, you at most have the strength of a mid-level supre strong." The Hell Priest responded.
"Do you think you can kill ?" Lin Hai scoffed.
"How will you know if you don't try? If I kill you, I'll beco the new King of Assassins."
With that, he launched a sudden attack on Lin Hai, his fierce fist seemingly capable of smashing a boulder to pulp like tofu.
Lin Hai raised his hand to counter with a punch.
A loud explosion resounded.
Their arms collided, and sleeves began to rip apart, producing a sound as two deep footprints pressed into the ground, scattering surrounding stones.
With just one move, the Hell Priest's pupils narrowed to a pinprick.
"Impossible! The intelligence said you only had the strength of an ordinary supre strong!"
"Your power doesn't match the reports!"
The Hell Priest exclaid in shock.
With that single move, he clearly felt that Lin Hai was not inferior to his normal self.
When rushing out of the farmhouse, the Hell Priest, for safety, had already taken his last bottle of Red Angel Potion.
Even so, now severely injured, despite the boost from the Red Angel Potion, he could only match Lin Hai in a stalemate.
"What the hell? The First Layer of the Human King Tribulation Body just increased my strength several folds." Lin Hai was also amazed internally.
He would've never guessed that in actual combat, the Human King Tribulation Body would have such a miraculous effect.
"How are you this strong?" The Hell Priest gradually retreated.
Lin Hai imdiately noticed the opponent, severely injured, had intentions to retreat.
"Do you think you can escape?" Lin Hai asked.
"Sa as before, you won't know without trying," the Hell Priest's gaze fixed intently on Lin Hai, not daring to relax for a mont, as he began to step back.
"First of all, I've set up a ring of grenade traps around here. With our strength, do you think you can escape the grenade blast radius?"
"Secondly, Yanhuang Soul experts will arrive soon. Can you get away?"
The Hell Priest's heart skipped a beat upon hearing the words "Yanhuang Soul" experts, his already sickly face turning even more ghastly.
He's practically allergic to the words "Yanhuang Soul" by now.
Last ti, those legendary super experts left a deep psychological scar.
"To think, the mighty King of Assassins, turned into Yanhuang Soul's lapdog!" the Hell Priest gritted, teeth clenched.
"You're wrong. My relationship with Yanhuang Soul is purely collaborative, just like so high-ranking mbers of Yanhuang Soul collaborate with your RX organization." Lin Hai said with a grin.
"What? You actually know these secrets!" The Hell Priest showed an astonished expression.
Lin Hai's heart trembled, rely intending to probe. Long Si had once ntioned the possibility of a traitor within Yanhuang Soul.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be true!
It's just unclear who within Yanhuang Soul the traitor could be.
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