However, Ying Mountain's professional powers were formidable - he was originally a D-class 'Assassin' who, after changing professions, had been promoted to the C-class 'Ace Assassin'.
This power, it was like the vertical evolution of an assassin, all abilities imbued with the word "strengthen".
The "malice" that killed mortals on contact became like a nefarious cloud of grey fog entangling his body.
The flickering spectral souls, one wouldn't know exactly how many human beings, how many Fond Spirits he had slaughtered, to enable such a strong 'Ghost Guard' to form.
"Kill!"
A cold word of execution echoed through the heavens and the earth.
Following the appearance of a ring of bloody black halo, Ying Mountain filled his body with the intent to kill.
In an instant, the mania in the Wild Blood Leopard's eyes surged exponentially, and along with it, a sharp increase in speed, lunging to get close to the Water Cannon Frog.
"Roll away!"