Bab 557: You never change

Kyle raised his hand, and the silver spear zoomed out from the pit in the ground he had created and landed in his palm.

He turned back and looked at the screaming man with bat-like wings, whose hand he had just broken after the latter had tried to plunge his blade into the stomach of the red-haired man. His eyes gleamed with a menacing glint, radiating a sense of ominous intent as he maneuvered with an agility that even a transcendent rank individual couldn't hope to match.

The tip of the silver spear in his hand gleamed dangerously with a golden hue as he executed a rapid series of thrusts and spins in just a split second.

Each movement was swift and precise, aimed directly at his opponents' vital points as he effortlessly weaved through the people with bat-like wings encircling Jian, leaving behind a trail of blood and agonizing cries in his wake.