Chapter 122 It Showed Up Again (2/2)
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”That's it! It appeared again!”
”There it is! It showed up again!”
The eight Holy Lords all cast their eyes at the sky.
Powerful spiritual sense from them blasted towards the figure in the depth of the dark clouds.
A sharp noise resounded throughout the sky!
The earth began to tremble as the clouds rolled like stormy waves.
The figure's silver eyes emanated eight streaks of spiritual sense which soon collided with the spiritual sense of the eight Holy Lords.
The figure cried out sharply.
It was teetering and looked like it was about to fall. Staring into nothingness for a moment, it dashed into the clouds and disappeared.
The mighty black gas it emit
you needn't get involved in the investigation of the fiend. We'll handle this. You can go now.”
”Humph. I just came here to see what happened. If there is something dangerous, I won't help you. You can be sure about that! Ha-ha-ha.”
As the Holy Lord of the Lightning Holy Land saw the man in purple's arrogant face, the purple lightning twined around his body started to crack. ”Mr. Wan, I persuade you to leave out of good will, but you dare to speak in this arrogant way. Aren't you afraid of death?” he threatened.
Instantly, a murderous intent permeated the air.
The man in purple quickly took two steps back. ”You're good! Each of you is really good! Once someone says something that displeases you, you decide to kill him. Do you forget the master on the seventh floor of the Medicine Pavilion? Humph!
Besides, Bryan, you're quite powerful, aren't you? If you really want to know what caused your son's death, why not kill the people in Medicine Pavilion and rush to the seventh floor to put your blade on the master's neck and interrogate him about who he gave that rune to? He is quite good at creating magic runes that can increase strength by a thousand or even ten thousandfold. So quickly, go and interrogate him instead! Ha-ha!”
As he finished his words, the man in purple flew away, leaving laughter in his wake. The Holy Lord of the Blade Holy Land, Bryan's face twisted and he cut the void to vent out his anger. 'Interrogate the mysterious man in the Medicine Pavilion?' He didn't have guts.
The eight Holy Lords scanned the space with their spiritual sense and didn't find any more hints of the fiend. Finally, they left.
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By the virtue of his sharp vision and hearing, Darren found out what had happened on the clouds.
'The man in purple was so arrogant that he even didn't show cursory respect to the Holy Lords, ' he thought with a grim expression. 'I was the one who snatched pills from the Medicine Pavilion and killed the son of the Holy Lord of the Blade Holy Land. If those two things are revealed, I'll probably die a miserable death, ' he thought to himself.