"I can grace you with a death of your choosing."
Bai Yan stood firm before the black gang leader, his pitch-dark eyes indifferently gazing at the man. His tone was light, but it carried an aloof and chilling murderous intent.
The black gang leader could no longer bear the pressure in his heart. He dropped to his knees with a "thud thud thud!" continuously kowtowing.
On the uneven ground, the forehead of the black gang leader was quickly lacerated by the sharp stones, dripping with fresh blood.
However, the black gang leader carried on regardless, seemingly oblivious to the pain.
While frantically kowtowing, he wailed and begged through his sobs, "Please! Don't kill me! Mr. Bai! Don't kill me! There's a saying in Hua Xia, 'Every debt has a debtor...'"
"I'm here to collect that debt."
Bai Yan interrupted the black gang leader, his voice serene as he looked down at him.
Bai Yan's seemingly slender and tall figure cast an infinite dread over the black gang leader, engulfed in shadows.
If Bai Yan had not possessed the requisite power, he would have long been destroyed by this crowd—there'd be no future or life to speak of.
Had it not been for the Abyss Will choosing Bai Yan, he would still be lying in a filthy gutter, with his body scarred and heart in despair, his cries ignored by all!
These black men were nothing but scum!
"This debt, I'll collect not only from Li Feiwen, but none of you will escape either!"
Bai Yan's tone was indifferent as he swiftly grabbed the black gang leader's neck, "Since you won't choose a way to die, then I shall choose one for you!"
"No... don't kill me! I... I can give you money!"
The black gang leader felt a painful sensation on his neck and hurriedly yelled before asphyxiation set in, "Mr. Li gave us half a million US dollars, I'll give it all to you!"
In this dire situation, the black gang leader thought of Bai Yan's personal information.
Although Bai Yan's records were sparse, it was clear that this Hua Xia student worked hard overseas and lived frugally—Bai Yan must be desperate for money!
The black gang leader could only pray that his half a million US dollars could buy back his life.
Indeed, Bai Yan's hand loosened.
There was a glint of icy detachment in Bai Yan's eyes as he looked at the black gang leader and asked coldly, "Where's the money?"
The black gang leader was right; Bai Yan was indeed desperate for money.
According to the Abyss Dominator System, Bai Yan could consume a vast number of life forms to gain demon energy and evolution points!
But wanton killing on the Main Plane was absolutely forbidden, as it would surely ensnare Bai Yan in a hopeless situation of being hunted by all nations.
However, buying livestock, birds, and beasts would be a good option. With ample money, Bai Yan could quickly gain significant amounts of demon energy and strengthen himself without having to risk his life repeatedly battling within the Abyss.
"Here... right here! This card has half a million US dollars in it! The password is 123456."
The black gang leader hastily took out a card from his chest and reverently handed it to Bai Yan, his dark face full of appeasement. He could no longer afford to underestimate the Hua Xia man before him.
This seemingly frail, young Hua Xia man was not someone a street hoodlum like him could contend with!
Taking the bank card, the black gang leader couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, his forehead dripping with sweat. His chest heaved irregularly, gasping for air as if his lungs were about to burst.
He was really too terrified and anxious!
Having just skirted the edge of life and death, anyone with weaker willpower would have already wet their pants!
"Merciful God, thank you for watching over this poor lamb..."
The black man murmured to himself, trembling hands stroking his chest—this man who killed without batting an eye was terrifying!
Oh God, please let him leave this place!
Who would have thought he was a devout believer? It was a stark irony to the Heavenly Father.
Bai Yan's hand moved like lightning, gripping the black man's neck again.
The black man's eyes bulged, his face turned a suffocating red as he looked at Bai Yan, who was exuding murderous intent, but because his neck was being choked, he couldn't speak!
Why do you still want to kill me!
The black man's heart was filled with puzzlement and despair. Since you've given me hope, why plunge me into despair again!
Merciful God, have you abandoned me?
"Sorry, I am a demon, and I do not favor the followers of the Father God."
Bai Yan shrugged his shoulders, expressionless, and cleanly snapped the black gang leader's neck.
The black gang leader's head tilted, his gaze filled with endless despair and sorrow.
He wanted to shoot but it was too late.
The black gang leader's pupils dilated, his body limp as he fell to the ground.
To his death, he couldn't believe he had embraced death once more because of a prayer he made after surviving by chance.
The money, Bai Yan took.
The people, also had to be killed.
Bai Yan would not spare someone who could have hurt him and might expose his identity and extraordinary powers in the future because of so-called pity.
Moreover, Bai Yan indeed really disliked the black man's prayers to the Father God.
That is, after all, the demon's natural enemy.
Bai Yan glanced over the bodies of the black men. Although they were all disgusting scum, it didn't stop Bai Yan from examining them as if he was appraising goods.
It should not be wasted; these are all creatures with flesh and blood with power.
But does that mean I have to devour them bloodily?
"System, if I want to absorb the power of this flesh and blood, is there another way to absorb it?"
Bai Yan frowned and inquired in his mind.
He could devour demons in the Abyss Plane, but he didn't want to devour humans.
[Beep! You can collect these corpses into the Demon Space of the system and directly refine them into demon energy, which can then be used to enhance the host's own strength.]
The system provided an answer.
Bai Yan could use demon energy to enhance his strength, which seemed much more elegant compared to directly devouring living beings.
"Collect these corpses and refine them."
Bai Yan ordered in a low voice, and the system displayed a light screen that scanned and silently collected the group of corpses.
Except for some scattered firearms and blood, nothing else remained in the entire factory, and everything seemed so peaceful.
The so-called Demon Space is an attached space that Bai Yan gained after obtaining the system. It's not large—only a pitch-black altar is placed in the center of the red land, which is the Demon Sacrificial Altar!
As long as enough fresh flesh or living creatures are placed upon it, sacrifices can be made through the altar to the Abyss Will in exchange for demon energy.
Dark demon energy surged from the pitch-black altar, entwined with blood-red light, and the group of black men's corpses, under the altar's refining, turned into blood that soaked into the mysterious pattern arrays on the surface of the altar.
The sacrifice went smoothly and ended quickly.
[Beep! Congratulations to the host, you have gained 105 points of demon energy.]
The system's voice rang out.
Just over a hundred points of demon energy?
So, calculating it, 21 black men's corpses, each corpse is only worth 5 points of demon energy?
You all are too weak!
Bai Yan was stunned and curled his lip.
The life force energy of humans is too weak; it is nowhere near the life force of demons.
But it's better than nothing. Bai Yan received 105 points of demon energy and 500,000 US dollars, better than having nothing at all.