God Of Slaughter
Growing up parentless, Shi Yan, who was left with a large amount of inheritance money, bore a general disinterest in life. The only times he felt alive was when adrenaline coursed thorough his veins. He quickly found that extreme sports, bungyjumping, cave diving & skydiving, gave him the biggest kicks. The bigger the adrenaline kick, the closer he was to death, the more alive he felt. Waking up in a pile of dead bodies in an unknown land, after a diving adventure had ended disastrously, he quickly realizes the body he now possessed was not his own. Follow Shi Yan as he explores this new world where danger lurks around every corner, and death is only a breath away; a world in which Shi Yan could not feel any more alive.
Tahm of the Heavenly Craftsmen Clan was bleeding hard. The veins of his torn arm looked like wiggling worms, which made people numb.
Standing on the edge of the volcano's mouth, the flame covered Tahm as well. The members of the Heavenly Craftsmen Clan stood and watched Tahm from a distance, feeling quite edgy.
They weren't sure if Tahm had destroyed the secret formation or not.
The giant battleships hovered like a school of savage sharks. The four experts wore a cold, heartless face while the soul altars were emerging. It was someone using a soul technique to maintain some formation to subdue people's souls.
The members of the Heavenly Craftsmen Clan felt a great fear as if a mountain was placed on their soul, which tied them down to where they were standing. They were sure that the members of the four clans had taken action in the dark. As long as Tahm failed or didn't cooperate, what was awaiting them was a bloody and savage end.