Cyrveth McCarty roared in great fury, his voice like thunder, echoing across thousands of miles, causing the earth to tremble.
The Saint of Thieves made no response whatsoever, disappearing silently as if he had never been there.
Cyrveth was so angry that he was on the verge of exploding, yet no matter how furious he was, he could not sense the position of the Saint of Thieves at all.
The Saint of Thieves might be relatively weaker in strength, but his movement technique and concealment were incredibly strong. Otherwise, he would have long been caught and wouldn't have lived up to the title of Saint of Thieves; he would have been eradicated.
The Master of Path's face was expressionless, his gaze sweeping over the spot where Snow Zane last stayed, as Eddie Olsen reached out, and a mist of blood floated up, converging into a number of Blood Beads, and eventually forming a pool of fresh blood.
