The remaining five, seeing the situation, immediately understood James Allen's intentions.

“James Allen, is it really necessary to be this ruthless?” One of them actually recognized this expert.

Pfft!

That was the only answer he got. Blood splattered, and the man fell. The remaining four, having witnessed this man's prowess, were already terrified. At this point, they didn't dare say a word and turned to flee. But James Allen was even faster—pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft—four more sounds in quick succession, and he had killed them all.

Twelve people...

David Harris didn't know exactly how skilled these twelve were, but at the very least, they had survived to the end of a brutal melee. Yet under James Allen's hand, they couldn't even withstand a single move.

“Those still hiding, come out on your own!” The blood on his sword was still fresh, but James Allen was already thinking about his next targets.

David Harris's heart leapt into his throat.

Don't panic! He tried hard to remind himself, carefully recalling that among those who arrived in the first wave with him, there was definitely no James Allen.

James Allen came later, and he himself had acted so early and so stealthily—there was no way anyone could know. Maybe James Allen was talking about those four people, or perhaps he was just bluffing?

At this moment, David Harris really wanted to see what the four would do, but he didn't dare move at all, afraid that any noise would alert James Allen. In a direct confrontation, he was no match. After watching James Allen kill twelve people in a row, David Harris was keenly aware of his terrifying skill and strength.

Whoosh! James Allen moved, the sound of his clothes brushing against the air, followed by that now-familiar “pfft.” From the woods came the thud of something heavy hitting the ground—one of the hidden men in the trees had been taken out. David Harris counted silently.

Then, not far away, there was another sound. David Harris knew someone was hiding there, but he didn't dare move to look, not even to turn his head. He could only listen, and soon enough, there was another “pfft”—another one dead.

There were still two left—did he know about them too?

As David Harris wondered, there was a flurry of noise from that direction. The last two finally lost their nerve and launched an attack.

Whoosh...

This time, it was a long, sharp sound as something cut through the air. Soon, that familiar “pfft” came again, but from a bit farther away. Then came a “bang” as someone was sent flying, crashing into a huge boulder and falling to the ground. James Allen, empty-handed, drifted over.

“James Allen, you’re so ruthless!!” The man, knowing he couldn't escape death, could only cry out in hatred.

“Heh.” James Allen chuckled, the tone neither angry nor happy. Then he kicked the half-dead man on the ground, sending him straight back to the respawn point.

James Allen looked around the scene. When his gaze landed on the bush where David Harris was hiding, David Harris almost couldn't stop himself from trembling. But he held on, because this action convinced him that James Allen didn't know he was there—otherwise, he would have come over and killed him already.

The edge of the cliff was littered with all sorts of items dropped by the dead players, but James Allen didn't even glance at them. He went over, picked up the sword everyone had been fighting for, then circled behind the boulder, crouched down, and examined the area carefully. Finally, he stood up, took only the sword, and hurriedly prepared to leave.

This was originally the perfect moment David Harris had been waiting for to play the final opportunist, but the gap in strength was just too great. To kill James Allen, David Harris would have to launch a surprise attack. But no matter how he tried, James Allen would definitely notice immediately—there was simply no chance of success.

He needed patience! At least for now, James Allen was out in the open while he was hidden; there would always be another chance to ambush. Hiding in the bushes, David Harris quietly watched James Allen's departing figure until it disappeared completely before stepping out. Although he could no longer see James Allen, it wasn't hard to guess his direction and intentions. At this point, having obtained the hero's sword, of course he would immediately deliver it to the sect. James Allen was no exception—he was heading straight up the mountain toward the sect.

David Harris didn't dare follow too closely. After figuring out James Allen's goal, he chose another path and raced up the mountain toward the sect.

Having witnessed James Allen slaughter everyone, David Harris kept measuring his own strength against his. James Allen was undoubtedly very strong, but David Harris wasn't weak either—especially when it came to lightness skills, in which he had always been confident. If Xintian Tower ranked the Wudang disciples' lightness skills, he believed he could make the top ten. As for James Allen, purely in terms of lightness skills, he really didn't live up to the title of one of Wudang's top three experts.

...

On the stone steps outside the main gate of Wudang Sect, David Harris was feeling quite anxious.

As expected, he arrived at the sect first. Along the way, he was really worried he’d suddenly get a message from the sect saying the sword had already been recovered, but thankfully that didn’t happen. Near the main gate, he kept looking down the winding stone steps, wondering when James Allen would finally show up.