Chapter 150: Who Is Actually Hunting Whom?

"Crack!"

Amidst the surging water currents, Shen Zhi's head rotated violently as her cervical vertebrae snapped. Her eyes widened in utter disbelief, filled with lingering resentment in death.

Shen Lang clutched his arm, crawling out from the collapsed wall only to find that his sister had already lost all breath.

"How is this possible?!"

Terrified beyond measure, Shen Lang did not even think twice before fleeing in a mad dash.

The rest of the Ancient Demon clan members shared the exact same thought.

However, how could Qin Hao possibly let them escape?

"Trying to run?"

Qin Hao's mental power summoned other elements.

In an instant, the earth shook violently. Under this tremor, the Ancient Demons who had just attempted to flee found themselves completely unable to move.

Spikes erupted from the ground beneath their feet, piercing straight through their bodies.

Following that, a howling gale swept past, carrying razor-sharp wind blades that sliced mercilessly through the flesh of the Ancient Demons.

Immediately afterwards, flames rained down from the sky.

With all four elements descending—even before they merged into chaotic energy—the Ancient Demon clan suffered heavy casualties.

Their corpses littered the ground.

Shen Lang, who had desperately tried to escape, was now on the verge of death.

Qin Hao walked over step by step until he reached him.

As expected of a peak Tier 3 Evolver; to have survived such an onslaught was a testament to his resilience.

Qin Hao raised his foot and brought it down toward Shen Lang's head.

"No, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Shen Lang's mental energy frantically transmitted these words. He wanted to resist, but his body was completely paralyzed; only his consciousness could send out desperate pleas for mercy.

Yet, it was all useless.

Qin Hao felt not a shred of pity.

With a heavy stomp, the squelching sound of a crushed watermelon echoed out as blue blood splattered in all directions.

Shen Lang was dead.

There was no challenge whatsoever.

Qin Hao withdrew his foot and swept his mental power across the surroundings.

The surviving Ancient Demon clan members were now desperately trying to play dead, hoping Qin Hao would spare them.

However, Qin Hao held a biological scanner in his hand; a single scan made it instantly clear who was dead and who was alive.

Qin Hao swiftly finished off the remaining survivors, then tossed their corpses into his spatial ring. The harvest of spoils was quite abundant.

After clearing the battlefield, Qin Hao once again brought out the biological scanner.

"It seems a little fly got away earlier."

Qin Hao knew that one of the peak Tier 3 Evolvers had escaped.

Yet he was not in a hurry, for he had a hundred ways to track the target down.

On the biological scanner's display, a red dot representing an Ancient Demon was hidden within the shadow of a skyscraper, staring intently at Qin Hao.

Hui Yuan had not run very far.

Deep inside, he was locked in intense internal conflict, agonizing over whether he should risk his life to assassinate Qin Hao.

Yet if he did not attempt to kill Qin Hao, he would face the wrathful punishment of the Black King God.

Divine retribution was terrifying, but since the punishment had not yet arrived, he figured he would stall day by day—after all, Qin Hao was simply too strong.

Thus, Hui Yuan remained lurking in the shadows, hoping to catch Qin Hao exposing a vulnerability so he could launch a sneak attack.

Unfortunately, even while Qin Hao was scavenging and unearthing star energy crystals along the way, he never gave Hui Yuan a single opening.

Just as Hui Yuan was contemplating whether to retreat, Qin Hao had already tied up all loose ends and pinpointed his exact location.

The next moment, Qin Hao stamped his foot onto the ground and charged forward like a howling gale.

Hui Yuan was deeply alarmed, sensing that he had been locked onto by Qin Hao's mental energy. Panicked, he turned to flee.

With a flash, he darted out like a thin black thread, landing squarely within the shadow of a large cargo truck.

Hui Yuan had mastered shadow manipulation, a derivative of the dark element that allowed him to seamlessly and silently blend into darkness.

Yet Qin Hao's mental power far surpassed his; how could he possibly fail to notice him? Without a moment's hesitation, Qin Hao threw a punch directly at the abandoned truck.

A terrifying, explosive force erupted.

Just how terrifying was a force of one thousand tons?

Before the apocalypse, a thousand-ton hydraulic press could flatten an iron ball into a pancake, let alone a cargo truck with its loose structural integrity.

Star energy further amplified the power behind Qin Hao's fist, expanding its destructive radius.

In an instant, the airborne cargo truck twisted and compressed at a visible speed.

"Screech—!"

Metal scraped harshly across the ground, producing a piercing shriek.

Feeling the terrifying impact approaching, Hui Yuan leaped out of the shadow once more and bolted for his life.

Qin Hao pursued him closely.

Hui Yuan hid in yet another location, but Qin Hao unleashed another punch, delivering the crushing sensation of Mount Tai collapsing. The buildings providing his cover disintegrated instantly.

Hui Yuan had no choice but to keep running.

Qin Hao chased him from behind, playing with him much like a cat toying with a mouse.

"Boom!"

"Thud!"

"Crash!"

The sounds of battle echoed continuously. Qin Hao's destructive might was astonishing, causing several large buildings to collapse entirely.

Despair gripped Hui Yuan's heart.

Clearly, he was the one dispatched by the Black King God to hunt down Qin Hao, so why had the roles reversed into Qin Hao hunting him?

Moreover, that chilling sensation of impending death lingered heavily on his back; the slightest lapse in concentration would plunge Hui Yuan into eternal damnation.

Finally reaching his breaking point, Hui Yuan stopped running and turned to face Qin Hao.

His mental energy rapidly expanded, seeping into Qin Hao's shadow to weave a web of dark ropes that wrapped around Qin Hao's legs, attempting to immobilize him.

Qin Hao continued walking forward, seemingly trying to snap the shadowy bindings, but the darkness clung to him like a second skin.

Whipping his mental energy forward, Qin Hao lashed out fiercely at the patch of shadow, instantly severing the foreign consciousness attached to it.

Hui Yuan's face turned ashen as his body staggered violently.

Relying on his formidable mental power, Qin Hao had forcibly cut off his psychic connection. In this head-on clash of minds, Hui Yuan suffered a heavy backlash.

And in that very instant, Qin Hao closed the distance, arriving right in front of Hui Yuan and seizing him by the throat.

At this moment, Hui Yuan was completely stripped of any chance to resist.

"Don't kill me! I am merely a pawn of the Black King God. I haven't killed any of your compatriots, and I didn't even attack just now. Spare my life, and I can help you appease the Black King God—I can even act as your undercover spy."

Hui Yuan frantically communicated through his mental energy.

Hearing this, Qin Hao remained entirely unfoved.

"We humans have a saying," Qin Hao remarked in a chilling tone.

He did not kill Hui Yuan immediately, causing a faint glimmer of hope to spark within the captive.

"What saying?" Hui Yuan asked eagerly.

Qin Hao spoke again, the undisguised murderous intent in his eyes accompanied by a cold sneer.

"Those who are not of our race must surely harbor different intentions."

With those final words, Qin Hao's grip tightened abruptly.

"Crack!"

Hui Yuan's head tilted at an unnatural angle as his neck shattered. His mental energy slowly dissipated, leaving behind a glowing fluorescence that condensed into a star energy crystal.

Qin Hao swept his perception over Hui Yuan, only to discover that the demon did not even possess a spatial ring. Perhaps, as he had claimed, he was truly nothing more than cannon fodder.

Yet, so what if he was cannon fodder? When Hui Yuan bewailed his own pitiful state, wasn't it all driven by his desire to participate in the invasion, win the favor of the Black King God, and acquire more resources?