Chapter 158: Sworn to Destroy It

How could Chen Xian not be shocked? If this armor-piercing round were to hit his mother, she would surely die on the spot. Even with the special spiritual energy cultivated through the Supreme Chaos Art, Chen Xian could never snatch a mother's life back from the jaws of the Underworld. Such a consequence was completely unbearable for Chen Xian.

Abruptly, he closed his eyes, and an overwhelmingly powerful surge of divine sense was instantly unleashed.

That armor-piercing bullet, gleaming with a cold silver light, was just about to shatter the window of Chen Xian's home and pierce into the room. Suddenly, a formless yet immensely powerful force materialized right in front of the bullet, acting like a transparent wall that intercepted the projectile. Unable to advance even a fraction of an inch, it hung suspended right there.

At that very moment, inside the hotel room on the twelfth floor across the street, the grim man in black peered through his high-magnification scope, stunned by this bizarre spectacle.

Immediately afterward, an even stranger phenomenon occurred. The stationary bullet suddenly reversed its direction, tracing its path backward at a speed even greater than when it had been fired.

The Falcon Eye was an assassin at the peak of the Dark Force. Instinctively, he tried to shift his position to evade the returning projectile. However, a sudden, ringing "buzz" echoed in his mind, plunging his thoughts into absolute nothingness.

Following its trajectory, the armor-piercing round flew straight back, plunging directly into the pitch-black barrel of the sniper rifle. It generated violent friction and a burst of sparks before detonating with a deafening bang. The blast tore through the rifle barrel itself, and the bullet head pierced directly into the space between the Falcon Eye's eyebrows.

Gurgling crimson blood streamed down from the bullet hole, forming a stark line of red that seemed to split the assassin's face in two. The Falcon Eye's eyes remained wide open, the terror and disbelief within them frozen for eternity. His lifeless body slumped limply against the windowsill.

Back in the residential complex opposite, on the twelfth floor.

His mother, who had just been picking up some food for Chen Xian, suddenly froze in place, a piece of beef still gripped between her chopsticks. His father and younger sister, Chen Nizi, were similarly frozen, locked in place like statues.

Without a sound, Chen Xian had already opened his eyes. One of his eyes flashed with a piercing white light, completely hollow and vacant; the other eye was pitch-black, resembling a bottomless black hole. His appearance at that moment was terrifying beyond measure.

This state lasted for only a few seconds. Chen Xian's eyes returned to normal, and with a mere thought from his consciousness, his father, mother, and sister all snapped back to reality. The three of them remained completely oblivious to the terrifying scene that had just transpired.

His mother placed the piece of beef into Chen Xian's bowl and smiled warmly. "Xian, eat more!"

"Thank you, Mom," Chen Xian said, acting as if nothing had happened. He smiled, picked up the beef, and took a large bite.

Half an hour later, after finishing the meal, Chen Xian left the house. Using special methods, he made his way to the twelfth floor of the hotel directly opposite his home, entering the room occupied by the assassin.

Chen Xian cast his gaze upon the already cooling corpse, a terrifying, bone-chilling killing intent radiating from his entire body. Before killing this assassin, Chen Xian had already used the Eye of Annihilation to peer into the man's inner thoughts, uncovering a wealth of information.

The assassin's name was Iron Law Dorin, hailing from the FS Country, possessing a cultivation level at the peak of the Dark Force. His sniper skills were nothing short of miraculous; he had once hunted down a half-step grandmaster and several high-ranking political figures, boasting an illustrious record of kills. This time, the man had accepted the mission to assassinate Chen Xian from the Blood Kill Rankings.

"The Blood Kill Rankings!" Chen Xian muttered to himself inwardly.

Following that, he searched the assassin's suitcase and pulled out a compact laptop. Opening the computer and drawing upon Iron Law Dorin's memories, Chen Xian managed to navigate past several security layers after some effort, finally locating the website of the Blood Kill Rankings and logging in successfully using the assassin's ID.

He entered a crimson interface that gave the eerie impression of having been dyed in fresh blood—utterly gory and deeply unsettling to anyone who beheld it. Right in the center of the page were four imposing characters: Blood Kill Rankings!

These four simple characters exuded an overwhelming, all-encompassing aura of slaughter that rushed straight toward the viewer. For anyone faint of heart, the very sight of the words "Blood Kill Rankings" could literally frighten them to death, a testament to the terrifying power of the person who had penned them. Moreover, the characters displayed on the website were merely digital reproductions captured through electronic equipment; the original manuscript must have been far more astonishing.

For a moment, Chen Xian felt a growing curiosity toward the creator of those characters.

Pulling his thoughts back, Chen Xian tapped the computer's touch screen to enter the main page of the Blood Kill Rankings, where several sub-menus were displayed: the Bounty Mission Posting Menu, the Bounty Mission Acceptance Menu...

Beneath each menu was a brief descriptive text. To gain access to the "Bounty Mission Acceptance Menu," one's cultivation had to reach at least the peak of the Dark Force, and one must have successfully hunted down three C-class targets or one half-step grandmaster, successfully passing the evaluation of the Blood Kill Rankings before being permitted to accept missions from the platform.

Without hesitation, Chen Xian clicked on the mission acceptance menu. A transparent light bar appeared, with red color loading rapidly inside it like a tube filling with fresh blood. Within mere seconds, the transparent light bar was fully loaded.

"Ding! ID identity verification successful. Entering the Bounty Mission Acceptance Menu." A line of glowing text popped up.

Immediately afterward, the screen flashed, revealing a massive blood-red stele covered densely with information. Chen Xian clicked to zoom in and saw the entity ranked first: "Lu Mintian, bounty 100 billion USD, grandmaster-completion martial artist. Publisher: XXXX."

Ranked second: "Zhang Chengshuo, bounty 80 billion USD, grandmaster-peak martial artist. Publisher: ..."

Chen Xian noticed that all those ranked in the top ten were martial artists whose cultivation had reached at least the grandmaster-completion stage, with the lowest bounty standing at 20 billion USD. He also observed that the bounty missions for the top ten had all been posted more than ten years ago. This meant that for a decade, no assassin had managed to kill these grandmasters, which spoke volumes about their terrifying strength.

Chen Xian continued scrolling down, and soon he found his own name: "Chen Xian, newly advanced grandmaster, bounty 2 billion USD, publisher: Miyai Nasan, posting date: XXX."

Staring at this line of information, Chen Xian's eyes reflected a freezing cold light as he thought to himself, "No wonder an assassin came looking for me. It turns out the head of the Hualong Federal Division of the Inoue MX Group is the one who posted my bounty on the Blood Kill Rankings!"

He knew that Miyai Nasan was the person in charge of the Inoue MX Group within the Hualong Federation.

Recalling the terrifyingly dangerous moment earlier that could have cost his mother her life, Chen Xian instinctively clenched his fists. Radiating a murderous aura, he vowed, "I, Chen Xian, swear that I will completely eradicate the Inoue MX Group!"

A dragon has its reverse scales, and touching them means certain death! His family, his loved one, and his friends were Chen Xian's reverse scales. With top executives of the Inoue MX Group posting his bounty, it would inevitably draw countless assassins seeking his life, which would sooner or later put his family and friends in grave danger. Therefore, Chen Xian decided to uproot the source of this trouble entirely.

However, the headquarters of the Inoue MX Group was located in the FS Country, and Chen Xian had no time to rush there and wipe them out immediately. In about a month, the Southeast Kyushu Martial Arts Tournament was set to begin, and he had to participate in order to secure the position of Alliance Leader.

Thus, Chen Xian's primary target shifted toward the Hualong Federal Division of the Inoue MX Group.

"Miyai Nasan!" A chilling smile crept up the corners of his mouth as he thought to himself.