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With Master Han's help, Li Ming began to regulate his energy, feeling the Spiritual Energy within him gradually recovering, and the pain subsiding. Suddenly, the Chaos Pearl on his wrist started to vibrate, and Li Ming sensed a powerful force surging within the orb.
"What is this...?" Li Ming exclaimed in surprise, looking at his wrist as he felt the disturbance within the pearl.
Master Han also noticed this change, his brow furrowing and his expression turning serious. "Li Ming, be careful. The power within that pearl should not be underestimated."
At that moment, the nearby Demon corpses began to dissolve into blood mist, which was rapidly drawn toward Li Ming's Chaos Pearl. He felt an immense force entering the orb, with an aura of evil and chaos swirling inside.
Li Ming could clearly sense the magnitude and malevolence of this power, a flicker of fear and unease rising in his heart. It felt as if his wrist was being seared by a burning flame, causing him to wince in pain.
Master Han frowned deeply, taking a deep breath before speaking earnestly. "Li Ming, while the power of the Chaos Pearl is formidable and can save you in critical moments, you must remember not to succumb to its dark forces."
Li Ming nodded, feeling the burning pain in his wrist gradually lessen, but the sinister aura still lingered within the pearl, as if ready to erupt at any moment. He understood Master Han's concerns and recognized the danger of this orb.
"Master Han, I can feel that this power is incredibly strong, but its evil aura makes me uneasy," Li Ming said softly, a hint of confusion and worry flashing in his eyes.
Master Han nodded slightly, a look of contemplation crossing his face. "Indeed, the power of this pearl comes from the Ancient Evil God, filled with malice and chaos. You must learn to control this power rather than let it control you."
A chill ran through Li Ming; he knew that this pearl was both a protection and a threat to him. He had to learn to harness this power if he wanted to truly change his fate.
"I will use this pearl's power cautiously and will not be controlled by its evil," Li Ming declared solemnly, determination shining in his eyes.
Master Han smiled faintly and nodded. "Good. You need to focus on healing now. Once you fully recover, we will continue your training."
Li Ming felt a wave of calm wash over him. He knew that with Master Han's guidance, he would be able to harness the power of the pearl. He resolved to persevere, no matter the difficulties he faced, for himself and for those who cared about him.
The night was thick with darkness, and in the city's alleys, heavy footsteps and hurried breaths could be faintly heard. A Demon Clan Assassin stumbled through the narrow passageway, his body covered in wounds, blood seeping continuously from his injuries. He had narrowly escaped Master Han's attack but was left severely injured.
"Hidden Clan bastards... still as annoying as ever..." he muttered to himself, his voice filled with anger and resentment. "The Demon Clan... the Demon Clan is the true ruler!"
His footsteps echoed harshly in the silent night, blood dripping onto the ground and forming a long crimson trail. The assassin knew he had to find a hiding place; otherwise, he would be hunted down to death. He struggled around a corner and came upon a dark alleyway, at the end of which stood a rusted iron door.
He staggered to the door and lightly knocked on it. A small window appeared on the door, revealing a pair of wary eyes.
"Who?" came a low voice from inside, laced with caution.
"It's me, let me in quickly," the assassin whispered urgently, pain evident in his tone.
The eyes scrutinized him carefully before the window closed with a click. The iron door creaked open from within. The assassin rushed inside, and the door was locked tight behind him.
Inside, the room was dimly lit, and a cold atmosphere hung in the air. Several figures clad in black robes gathered around a rickety table, their eyes glinting with cold light. This was a gathering place for a gang, hiding many Demon Clan Assassins and gang members.
The assassin stumbled toward one of the robed figures and whispered, "Master, I have returned."
The figure nodded slightly, a glint of coldness flashing in his eyes. "What is the situation?"
"The mission failed; that Master Han is too powerful for us to contend with," the assassin replied quietly, frustration and anger lacing his words. "But I sensed that the Chaos Pearl is in Li Ming's possession."
In the depths of the room, there was a spacious area filled with various training equipment and weapons. At the center of this space sat a towering man in a high-backed chair. His figure resembled a mountain, exuding an unshakeable presence. Above his head hung a crooked plaque inscribed with the words "Black Dragon Gang." This man was Feng Tianlong, the leader of the Black Dragon Gang. A cold glint flickered in his eyes as if he were deep in thought.
Feng Tianlong noticed the arrival of the assassin and frowned slightly. "What happened? Wasn't your mission supposed to be conducted in secret? Why does it look so disastrous?" Feng Tianlong asked in a low voice, his tone filled with displeasure.
The assassin lowered his head and replied, "Boss, we encountered Master Han's ambush. His strength is too formidable; we simply couldn't fight back. But I sensed that the 'Chaos Pearl' is in Li Ming's possession."
A cold light flashed in Feng Tianlong's eyes as he spoke in a deep and authoritative voice, "Master Han... he truly is not simple. That brat Li Ming actually possesses the 'Chaos Pearl,' which comes as a surprise to me."
Feng Tianlong pondered for a moment, his gaze filled with anger and ruthlessness. He stood up and approached the reporting assassin step by step, his eyes glinting with coldness.
"Failed the mission?" Feng Tianlong said coldly, his voice laced with merciless mockery. "Do you understand how important this operation is to us?"
The assassin felt a wave of fear wash over him; he lowered his head, unable to meet Feng Tianlong's gaze. "Boss, we really tried our best, but Master Han's strength is just too overwhelming..."
Suddenly, Feng Tianlong waved his hand, and a powerful surge of Spiritual Energy struck the assassin, knocking him heavily to the ground. Blood spurted from the assassin's mouth as his body trembled violently.
"You tried your best?" Feng Tianlong sneered, a hint of cruelty flashing in his eyes. "Your failure has cost us precious time and opportunity. I cannot tolerate such mistakes."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Tianlong waved his hand again, and Spiritual Energy sliced through the assassin's neck like a blade. Blood gushed out like a fountain as the assassin's body collapsed to the ground, silent and lifeless.
The other cloaked figures witnessed this scene, their hearts filled with fear and reverence. They understood that Feng Tianlong's ruthless nature and immense power made him the absolute ruler of the Black Dragon Gang; any mistake would come at a heavy price.
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