Zhuo Hang questioned, "You're not a vampire, yet you can heal your injuries. Could it be that you are like me?"
"That's right, I also possess eternal life, and I'm even stronger than you," said the mysterious masked figure, before throwing a punch toward the hunter's head.
The hunter was no ordinary man; he released his full Jian Qi, turning it into a Jian Gang that sent the masked figure flying towards the ceiling. Then, the Jian Gang pierced through the masked figure's body, nailing him to the ceiling.
"Quick, what can we do to kill this guy?" It was the first time the hunter faced an undying opponent, and he felt somewhat nervous.
But Zhuo Hang shook his head, "He's immortal, there's no way to kill him, we can only trap him."
"Alright, then I'll trap him." Just as the hunter was about to release more Jian Qi, the mysterious masked figure shattered the Jian Gang that pierced his body with his overwhelming power and landed forcefully on his feet, followed by a swift kick.
